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He loved literature, and read aloud finely all the old standard authors, though he was not too old-fashioned to admire "Pickwick" and the "Noctes Ambrosianæ" when they appeared.
There indeed, James, was a beautiful exhibition of party politics, a dignified exhibition of personal independence." Noctes Ambrosianae.
But it would be impossible to give an approximately fair impression of the Noctes, without many examples of those paragraph criticisms scattered broadcast on every page, which we have presented as "Crumbs" from the feast. The magnificent recantation to Leigh Hunt on whom Blackwood had bestowed even more than its share of abuse has passed into a proverb.
In a strange land, yet surrounded by admiring friends, about to reach the coveted independence he had looked forward to so long, he sank to rest, his dust mingling with that of the great Thomas Hood, alongside of whom he was laid in Kensal Green. Mark Twain The Original of Colonel Mulberry Sellers The "Earl of Durham" Some Noctes Ambrosianae A Joke on Murat Halstead
It may be remembered that his admiration for Wordsworth was already of long standing, his boyish enthusiasm having led him, when at Glasgow, to send his tribute of praise to the author of the "Lyrical Ballads." Some fifteen to twenty years later, in one of the numbers of the "Noctes," his admiration for the poet had temporarily cooled somewhat.
Altogether it was a very different story from the old festive, unsuspected, club and cricket days, with their noctes ambrosianae at the Albany. And now, in addition to the eternal peril of recognition, there was yet another menace of which I knew nothing.
The peculiar powers of W., his wealth of ideas, felicity of expression, humour, and animal spirits, found their full development in the famous Noctes Ambrosianæ, a medley of criticism on literature, politics, philosophy, topics of the day and what not.
"O noctes coenæque Deûm," said friend Flaccus. Oh, hunting breakfasts! say we. Where are now the jocund laugh, the repartee, the oft-repeated tale, the last debate? As our sporting contemporary, the Quarterly, said, when describing the noiseless pursuit of old reynard by the Quorn: "Reader, there is no crash now, and not much music."
With all a boy's love of a good fight, he shared with youth its thoughtless indifference to the consequences. His not altogether unfriendly criticisms inspired one of Tennyson's lightest effusions The Noctes Ambrosianae is certainly a unique production.
Noctes vigilabat ad ipsum Mane: Diem totam stertebat. Nil fuit unquam Sic impar sibi ... Hor. 'Sat. 3', Lib. 1. Instead of translating this Passage in Horace, I shall entertain my English Reader with the Description of a Parallel Character, that is wonderfully well finished by Mr. Dryden , and raised upon the same Foundation.
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