The Caxtons: A Family Picture


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Side 181 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground ; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise : So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
Side 308 - He had, to a morbid excess, that desire to rise which is vulgarly called ambition, but no wish for the esteem or the love of his species; only the hard wish to succeed— not shine, not serve— succeed, that he might have the right to despise a world which galled his self-conceit.
Side 29 - You would be very sorry if your mamma were to throw that box out of the window and break it for fun." I looked beseechingly at my father, and made no answer. "But perhaps you would be very glad...
Side 233 - When I saw Dr. Gode begin to tell his puddings hanging in the chimney, I told him he would not live long!" I wish I had copied that passage from
Side 308 - There seemed to him no moral susceptibility ; and, what was more remarkable in a proud nature, little or nothing of the true point of honor.
Side 107 - Or pore over you through a microscope, to see how your blood circulates from the crown of your head to the sole of your foot...
Side 74 - there's a great deal to be said on both sides of the question. You see, my boy, that Mrs. Primmins has a great many moulds for our butter-pats ; sometimes they come up with a crown on them, sometimes with the more popular impress of a cow. It is all very well for those who dish up the butter to print it according to their taste, or in proof of their abilities ; it is enough for us to butter our bread, say grace, and pay for the dairy. Do you understand ? " " Not a bit. sir." " Your namesake Pisistratus...
Side 32 - I fear we could not afford to give more than eighteen shillings for it, unless the young gentleman took some of these pretty things in exchange." " Eighteen shillings !" said my father; "you would give that sum. Well, my boy, whenever you do grow tired of your box, you have my leave to sell it.
Side 31 - That is some months to wait ; and we can wait, my boy : for truth that blooms all the year round is better than a poor geranium, and a word that is never broken is better than a piece of delf." 5. My head, which had been drooping before, rose again ; but the rush of joy at my heart almost stifled me. " I have called to pay your little bill...
Side 380 - tis in war that the knot of fellowship is closest drawn. Tis in war that mutual succour is most given, mutual danger run, and common affection most exerted and employed. For heroism and philanthropy are almost one and the same.

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