Paul Clifford — Complete

Say, ye oppressed by some fantastic woes, Some jarring nerve that baffles your repose, Who press the downy couch while slaves advance With timid eye to read...

Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlor splendours of that festive place. Deserted Village. There is little to interest in a narrative of early childhood...

I own that I am envious of the pleasure you will have in finding yourself more learned than other boys,--even those who are older than yourself. What honour this will do you! ...

He had now become a young man of extreme fashion, and as much repandu in society as the utmost and most exigent coveter of London celebrity could desire. He was, of course, a membe...

Ye realms yet unrevealed to human sight, Ye canes athwart the hapless hands that write, Ye critic chiefs,-permit me to relate The mystic wonders of your silent state...

Bad events peep out o' the tail of good purposes.--Bartholomew Fair. IT was not long before there was a visible improvement in the pages of “The Asinaeum.” The slashing part of th...

Begirt with many a gallant slave, Apparelled as becomes the brave, Old Giaffir sat in his divan: . . . . . . . Much I misdoubt this wayward boy Will one day w...

Common Sense. What is the end of punishment as regards the individual punished? Custom. To make him better! Common Sense. How do you punish young offenders who are (from their yo...

“Relate at large, my godlike guest,” she said, “The Grecian stratagems,--the town betrayed!” DRYDEN: Virgil, AEneid, book ii. Descending th...

Unlike the ribald, whose licentious jest Pollutes his banquet, and insults his guest, From wealth and grandeur easy to descend, Thou joy'st to lose th...

I boast no song in magic wonders rife; But yet, O Nature! is there nought to prize, Familiar in thy bosom scenes of life? And dwells in...

Up rouse ye then, My merry, merry men! --JOANNA BAILLIE. When the moon rose that night, there was one spo...

What is here?-- Gold? Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair. Timon of Athens. Came there a c...

Servant. Get away, I say, wid dat nasty bell. Punch. Do you call this a bell? (patting it.) It is an organ. Servant. I say it is a bell,--a nas...

There is a festival where knights and dames, And aught that wealth or lofty lineage claims, Appear. 'T is he,--how came he thence? ...

Whackum. My dear rogues, dear boys, Bluster and Dingboy! you are the bravest fellows that ever scoured yet!--SHADWELL: Scourers. Cato, the Thessalia...

That contrast of the hardened and mature, The calm brow brooding o'er the project dark, With the clear loving heart, and spirit pure Of...

Why did she love him? Curious fool, be still! Is human love the growth of human will? To her he might be gentleness! ...

Come, the plot thickens! and another fold Of the warm cloak of mystery wraps us around. .................. And for their loves? ...

Whackum. Look you there, now! Well, all Europe cannot show a knot of finer wits and braver gentlemen. Dingboy. Faith, they are pretty smart men. ...

Dream. Let me but see her, dear Leontins. Humorous Lieutenant. Hempskirke. It was the fellow, sure. Wolfort. What are you...

Outlaw. Stand, sir, and throw us that you have about you! Val. Ruffians, forego that rude, uncivil touch! The Two Gentlemen of Verona. ...

Viola. And dost thou love me? Lysander.... Love thee, Viola? Do I not fly thee when my being drinks Light from thine eyes?--that flight is all my answer! ...

Butler. What are these, sir? Yeoman. And of what nature, to what use? Latroc. Imagine. The Tragedy of Rollo. ...

Falsehood in him was not the useless lie Of boasting pride or laughing vanity: It was the gainful, the persuading art, etc. ...

The rogues were very merry on their booty. They said a thousand things that showed the wickedness of their morals.---Gil Blas. They fixed on a spot where they made a ca...

Caliban. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Tempest. PETER MacGRAWLER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...

God bless our King and Parliament, And send he may make such knaves repent! Loyal Songs against the Rump Parliament. Ho, tre...

“In short, Isabella, I offer you myself!” “Heavens!” cried Isabella, “what do I hear? You, my lord?” Castle of Otranto. A...

Before he came, everything loved me, and I had more things to love than I could reckon by the hairs of my head. Now I feel I can love but one, and that one has deserted ...

Many things fall between the cup and the lip! Your man does please me With his conceit. ............... ...

Lose I not With him what fortune could in life allot? Lose I not hope, life's cordial? .............. In fact, the lessons he from prudenc...

Clem. Lift the dark veil of years! Behind, what waits? A human heart. Vast city, where reside All glories and all vilenesses; while foul, Yet silen...

O Fortuna, viris invida fortibus Quam non aqua bonis praemia dividis. SENECA. ............ ...

Why is it that at moments there creeps over us an awe, a terror, overpowering but undefined? Why is it that we shudder without a cause, and feel the warm life-blood stan...

AND LAST. Subtle, Surly,--Mammon, Dol, Hot Ananias, Dapper, Dragger,--all With whom I traded. ...