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'Touchstone's "poor thing, but mine own," is godlike in its enveloping fold. 'The most comforting sermon ever delivered on property in poverty, said Arthur Rhodes. Westlake assented. 'His choice of Audrey strikes me as an exhibition of the sure instinct for pasture of the philosophical jester in a forest.
Every reader will recall 'Who is Sylvia, from the Two Gentlemen, and 'It was a lover and his lass, the song of which, in Touchstone's opinion, 'though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the tune was very untuneable, or again the famous speech of the chidden king: One poem, bearing a certain resemblance to verses of Barnfield's already discussed, may be quoted here.
There was that smile on the faces of the graver members of the party which arises from reluctance to take a dangerous speaker seriously. Sidney Graham was one of those favorites of society who are allowed Touchstone's license. He had just as little wish to reform, and just as much wish to abuse society as society has to be reformed and abused.
'Touchstone's "poor thing, but mine own," is godlike in its enveloping fold. 'The most comforting sermon ever delivered on property in poverty, said Arthur Rhodes. Westlake assented. 'His choice of Audrey strikes me as an exhibition of the sure instinct for pasture of the philosophical jester in a forest.
At present they are taxed by an extra duty upon their servants: for a male, £1. 5s.; for a female, 2s. 6d., above the usual duties leviable upon servants. * So, Touchstone's philosophy hath legal warrant: "Is the single man blessed? No: as a walled town is more worthier than a village, so is the forehead of a married man more honourable than the bare brow of a bachelor." As you like it.
His deepest sorrow was to look upon himself for a grave and thoughtful statesman, and be condemned by fate to a chronic state of fun and to hard labor at pun-making for life. Imagine Junius damned to lead Touchstone's life! He became sourness itself. His puns were lugubrious. His fun grew heavy, and his gayety was funereal.
They question each other's veracity with a frankness truly democratic, and come fraternally to "Touchstone's seventh remove" at once, without passing any of the intermediate progressions.
She flourished the switch she held in her hand, dropped a courtesy as low as a lady at a birth-night introduction, recovered herself seemingly according to Touchstone's directions to Audrey, and opened the conversation without waiting till any questions were asked. "God gie your honour gude-e'en, and mony o' them, bonny Mr. Sharpitlaw!
Dicky sat in the dress-circle, wrapped in blankets, and laughed himself nearly into convulsions over Touchstone's jokes, and the stage business of the Banished Duke; for it is unnecessary to state that Jack was not strictly Shakespearean in his treatment of the part.
And so the play went on, with varying fortunes. Margery was frightened to death, and persisted in taking Touchstone's speeches right out of his mouth, much to his discomfiture. Adam's beard refused to stay on; so did the moustache of the Banished Duke, and the clothes of Sylvius. But nothing could damp the dramatic fire of the players, nor destroy the enthusiasm of the sympathetic audience.
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