Evan Harrington: A NovelC. Scribner's sons, 1922 - 472 pages |
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Andrew answered asked Beckley Court bowed brother called Caroline Cogglesby Countess de Saldar cried curricle Dandy dear Demogorgon diplomatist Drummond Duke Elburne Evan Harrington Evan's Evremonde exclaimed eyes face Fallowfield father feel fellow Ferdinand Fiske gave George Uploft girl Goren hand happy Harriet Harry Jocelyn head hear heard heart honour Jack Jocasta John Loring John Raikes Juley Juliana Kilne kissed knew Lady Jocelyn Lady Roseley ladyship landlady laughed Laxley letter look Louisa Lymport maid Mama married Mel's Melville Meredith mind Miss Bonner Miss Carrington morning mother mouth never night old gentleman Old Tom Peter Smithers pic-nic Polly poor Portuguese postillion Professor of English replied Rose Rose's Shorne sighed Sir Franks sister smile speak squire sure sweet tailor talk tell there's thing thought told turned walked wife William Harvey wish Wishaw woman women word young youth
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Page xxiii - Comedy is a game played to throw reflections upon social life, and it deals with human nature in the drawing-room of civilized men and women, where we have no dust of the struggling outer world, no mire, no violent crashes, to make the correctness of the representation convincing.
Page xxii - Men's future upon earth does not attract it; their honesty and shapeliness in the present does; and whenever they wax out of proportion, overblown, affected, pretentious, bombastical, hypocritical, pedantic, fantastically delicate; whenever it sees them selfdeceived or hoodwinked, given to run riot in idolatries, drifting into vanities, congregating in absurdities, planning...
Page 50 - Most youths are like Pope's women ; they have no character at all. And indeed a character that does not wait for circumstances to shape it, is of small worth in the race that must be run.
Page 52 - Were these words, think you, of a character to strike a young man hard on the breast, send the blood to his head, and set up in his heart a derisive chorus? My gentleman could pay his money, and keep his footing gallantly ; but to be asked for a penny beyond what he possessed; to be seen beggared, and to be claimed a debtor — alack! Pride was the one developed faculty of Evan's nature. The Fates who mould us, always work from the main-spring. I will not say that the postillion stripped off the...
Page 353 - one can't bring reason to your ears. The tattle we shall hear we shall outlive. I care extremely for the good opinion of men, but I prefer my own ; and I do not lose it because my father was in trade." "And your own name, Evan Harrington, is on a shop," the Countess struck in, and watched him severely from under her brow, glad to mark that he could still blush. " Oh, Heaven ! " she wailed to increase the effect, "on a shop ! a brother of mine ! " " Yes, Louisa, it is so. It may not last .... I did...
Page xxi - If you believe that our civilization is founded in common sense (and it is the first condition of sanity to believe it), you will, when contemplating men, discern a Spirit overhead; not more heavenly than the light flashed upward from glassy surfaces, but luminous and watchful; never shooting beyond them, nor lagging in the rear; so closely attached to them that it may be taken for a slavish reflex, until its features are studied.
Page 54 - My oath on it, I don't get took in again by a squash hat in a hurry ! " Unaware of the ban he had, by a sixpenny stamp, put upon an unoffending class, Evan went a-head, hearing the wheels of the chariot still dragging the road in his rear. The postillion was in a dissatisfied state of mind. He had. asked and received more than his due. But in the matter of his sweet self, he had been choused, as he termed it. And my gentleman had baffled him, he could not quite tell how; but he had been got the better...
Page 1 - This had been a grand man, despite his calling, and in the teeth of opprobrious epithets against his craft. To be both generally blamed, and generally liked, evinces a peculiar construction of mortal. Mr. Melchisedec, whom people in private called the great Mel, had been at once the sad dog of Lymport, and the pride of the town. He was a tailor, and he kept horses ; he was a tailor, and he had gallant adventures ; he was a tailor, and he shook hands with his customers. Finally, he was a tradesman,...
Page 340 - ... those irresistible waltzes that first catch the ear, and then curl round the heart, till on a sudden they invade and will have the legs...