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marian! -But in suspending his voice-was the sense sufpended likewise ? did no expression of attitude or coun./ tenance fill up the chasm?-Was the eye filent? Did you narrowly look ?--I look'd only at the ftop-watch, my lord, -Excellent observer!

And what of this new book the whole world makes such a rout about ?-Oh! 'tis out of all plumb, my lord, -quite an irregular thing! not one of the angles at the four corners was a right angle. -I had my rule and compasses, &c, my lord, in my pocket.--Excellent critic!

And for the epic poem your lordship bid me look at;-upon taking the length, breadth, height, and depth of is, and trying them at home upon an exact scale of Boflu's--'tis out, my lord, in every one of its dimenfions. -Admirable connoisseur !

- And did you step in, to take a look at the grand picture in your way back ?- 'Tis a melancholy daub! my lord; not one principle of the pyramid in any one group !

-and what a price! for there is nothing of the colouring of Titian--the expression of Rubens--the grace of Raphael--the purity of Dominichino--the corregiefcity of Corregio ---- the learning of Poulin-the air of Guido the taste of the Carrachis

grand contour of Angelo.

GRANT me patience, juft Heaven !-Of all the cants which are canted in this canting world--though the cant of hypocrites may be the worst-the cant of criticisin is the most tormenting!

I WOULD go fifty miles on foot, to kiss the han? of that man, whose generous heart will give up the reins of his imagination into his author's hands-be pleased he knows not why, and cares not wherefore.





When Tom, an' please your honour, got to the shop, there was nobody in it but a poor negro girl, with a bunch of white feathers lightly tied to the end of a long cane, flapping away flies - not killing them.'Tis a pretty picture! faid my uncle Toby- she had suffered perfecution, Trim, and had learnt mercy

She was good, an' please your honour, from nature as well as from hardships; and there are circumstances in the kory of that poor friendless slut that would melt a heart of ftone, said Trim; and fome dismal winter's evening, when your honour is in the humour, they shall be told you with the rest of Tom's story, for it makes a part of it

Then do not forget, Trim, said my uncle Toby.

A NEGRO has a foul, an' please your honour, said the corporal (doubtingly).

I am not much versed, corporal, quoth my uncle Toby, in things of that kind; but I suppose, God would not leave him without one, any more than thee or me.-

It would be putting one fadly over the head of another, quoth the corporal.

It would so, said my uncle Toby. Why then, an' please your honour, is a black wench to be used worse than a white one?

I can give no reason, faid my uncle Toby

-ONLY, cried the corporal. Making his head, because she has no one to stand up for her.

- 'Tis that very thing, 'Trim, quoih my uncle Toby, which recommends her to protection, and her brethren with her;-o'tis the fortune of war which has put the whip into our hands now wtere it may be liereafter, Heaven


knows ! but be it where it will, the brave, Trim, will not use it unkindly.

-God forbid, said the corporal.

Amen, responded my uncle Toby, laying his hand upon his heart.




Sir Har. COLONEL, your most obedient ; I am come upon the old business ; for unless I am allowed to entertain hopes of Miss Rivers, I shall be the most miserable of all human beings.

Riv. Sir Harry, I have already told you by letter, and I now tell you personally, I cannot liften to your proposals.

SIR HAR. No, Sir?

Riv. No, Sir, I have promised my daughter to Mr. Sidney ; do you know that, Sir?

SiR HAR. I do; but what then? engagements of this kind, you know

Riv. So then, you do know I have promised her to Mr. Sidney?

SIR HAR. I do; but I also know that matters are not finally settled between Mr. Sidney and you; and I moreover know, that his fortune is by no means equal to mine, therefore

Riv. Sir Harry, let me ask you one question before you make your consequence.

SIR HAR. A thousand if you pleafe, Sir.
Riv. Why then, Sir, let me ask

you have ever observed in me or my conduct, that you desire me so familiarly to break my word? I thought, Sir, you considered me as a man of honour.

SIR HAR And so I do, Sir, a man of the nicest ho. nour.

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Rw. And yet, Sir, you ask me to violate the fanctity of

my word; and tell me directly, that it is my interest to be a rascal.

Str: Har. I really don't understand you, Colonel :-I thought when I was talking to you, I was talking to a mau avho knew the world ; and as you have not yet signed

Riv. Why, this is mending matters with a witness! And so you think because I am not legally bound, I am under no necessity of keeping my word! Sir Harry, laws were never made for men of honour: they want no bond þut the recitude of their own sentiments, and laws are of po use but to bind the villains of focietý.

Sir Har. Well! but my dear Colonel, if you regard for me, thow some little regard for your daughter.

Riv. I show the greatest regard for my daughter, by giving her to a man of honour : and I must not be insulted with any farther repetition of your proposals.

Sir Har. Insult you, Colonel! Is the offer of my alliance an insult? Is my readiness to make what settlements you think

proper Biv. Sir Harry, I should consider the offer of a kingo dom an insult, if it was to be purchased by the violation af my word : Befides, though my daughter skall never go 4.beggar to the arms of her husband, I would rather fee her happy than rich; and if she has enough to provide handsomely for a young family, and something to spare for the exigencies of a worthy friend, I shall think her as affluent as if she was mistress of Mexico.

Sir Har. Well, Colonel, I have done : but I believe

Riv. Well, Sir Harry, and as our conference is done, we will, if you please, retire to the ladies: I shall be always glad of your acquaintance, though I cannot receive you as a fon in-law; for a union of interests I look upon as a union of dishonour, and consider a marriage for money, at best, but a legal prostitution.

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CHAP. VI. SIR JOHN MELVIL AND STERLING. Sierż. What are your commands with me, Sir John ?

SIR JOHN. After having carried the negotiation between our families to so great a length, after baving alented so readily to all your proposals, as well as received so many inlances of your cheerful compliance with the demands made on our part, I am extremely concerned, Mr. Sterling, to be the involuntary cause of any uneasiness.

Srer. Upeafiness! what uneasiness? Where business is transacted as it ought to be, and the parties understand one another, there can be no uneasiness. You agree, on such and such conditions, to receive my daughter for a wife; on the same conditions I agree to receive you as a son-in-law : and as to all the reit, it fallows-of course, you know, as regularly as the payment of a bill for acceptance.

Sir John. Pardon me, Sir; more uneafineis has arisen than you are aware of. I am my felf, at this inftant, in a ftate of inexpreflible embarrassment; Mifs Sterling, I know, is extremely disconcerted too; and unless you will oblige me with the affiftance of your friendship, I foresee the fpeedy progress of discontent and animosity through thic whole family..

STERL. What the deuce is all this! I do not under stand a single syllable.

SIR JOHN. In one word then, it will be absolutely im. possible for me to fulfil my engagements in regard to Miss Sterling.

STERL. How, Sir John ? Do you mean to put an affront upon my family? What! refuse to

Sir John. Be assured, Sir, that I neither mean to affront nor forsake your family. My only fear is that you should


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