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This, ladies, may with the more truth be called the prologue to the conjugal drama, from the fact that it is vigorously delivered, embellished with a commentary of gestures, ornamented with glances and all the other vignettes with which you usually illustrate such masterpieces.
Clara Reeve speaks of both translations as "well known to the readers of Circulating Libraries." Progress of Romance , I, 130. Austin Dobson, Eighteenth Century Vignettes, First Series, 44. "Captain Coram's Charity." In one other respect Natura belongs to the new rather than to the old school: he takes genuine delight in the wilder beauties of the landscape.
With the fewest of rapid strokes, La Fontaine can raise up an unmistakable vision of any beast or bird, fish or reptile, that he has a mind to Un jour sur ses long pieds allait je ne sais où Le héron au long bec emmanché d'un long cou. Could there be a better description? And his fables are crowded with these life-like little vignettes.
The Alexandrian vignettes of the gentle Theocritus may be regarded as anticipations of the modern short-story of urban local color; but this delicate idyllist used verse for the talk of his Tanagra figurines.
In the extensive library of medical almanacs and circulars which I find daily deposited by travelling agents at my front door, among all the agonizing vignettes of diseases which adorn their covers, and which Irish Bridget daily studies with inexperienced enjoyment in the front entry, there is no case which seems to afford a parallel to yours.
All this life was, in memory, as I have said, a series of vignettes and pictures; the little dramas of the nursery, the fire that glowed in the grate, the savour of the fresh-cut bread at meal-times, the games on wet afternoons, with a tent made out of shawls and chairs, or a fort built of bricks; these were the pictures that visited Hugh in after days, small concrete things and sensations; he could trace, he often thought, in later years, that his early life had been one more of perception than of anything else; sights and sounds and scents had filled his mind, to the exclusion of almost all beside.
"But compared to the pearls, this piece of string is worthless," said the man, as he pulled it from the necklace and lost his whole treasure. It Depends on How You Look at It: Eight Vignettes on Perspective A man's house burned to the ground. Upon hearing of it, the man said angrily, "This is the fault of oxygen!"
Indeed, it resurrected innumerable vignettes of his life in the negro village in Hooker's Bend; it was linked with innumerable emotions, this pungent, unforgetable odor that filled the Jim Crow car. Somehow the odor had a queer effect of appearing to push his conversation with the two white Northern men in the drawing-room back to a distance, an indefinable distance of both space and time.
Thou hast risen and put on strength, and thou settest in glorious splendour into the underworld. Thou sailest in thy boat across the heavens, and thou establisheth the earth. East and West adore thee, bowing and doing homage to thee day and night." The vignettes reproduced in the editions of Davis, Renouf, and Budge help considerably in following the line of thought.
A subtle irony pervades them, but it is so definitely concealed that its insistence is never evident. In this series of vignettes in verse Mr. Bradley has presented the Kentucky mountaineer as imaginatively as Robert Frost has presented the farmer-folk of New Hampshire in "North of Boston" and "Mountain Interval." The racy humor of these narratives is thoroughly indigenous, and Mr.
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