Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 9, 2025
Browning was not capable of that most sagacious detachment which enabled Tennyson to say that he could not agree that the Carlyles ought never to have married, since if they had each married elsewhere there would have been four miserable people instead of two.
I swear that all the thousand miseries of this hard fight, and ill-health, the most terrific of them all, shall never chain us down. By the river Styx it shall not! Two fellows from a nameless spot in Annandale shall yet show the world the pluck that is in Carlyles." Let that be your spirit to-day. You are citizens of no mean city, members of no common state, heirs of no supine empire.
I can think of no other reason for his interference. I knew nothing of his action." "I am glad it became my privilege to tell you. Besides, Captain Carlyle," simply, "it may also help you to understand my interest. If you are of the Carlyles of Bucclough, how happened it that you went to sea?" "Largely necessity, and to some extent no doubt sheer love of adventure.
They are friends of mine; the Carlyles; such a beautiful place they live at East Lynne." The Carlyles! East Lynne! Go governess there? Lady Isabel's breath was taken away. "They are parting with their governess," continued Mrs. Latimer, "and when I was there, a day or two before I started on my tour to Germany, Mrs.
He told us many interesting stories of the sage. I remember one. He was staying with the Carlyles, when Mrs. Carlyle was alive. One evening at tea, a copper kettle, with hot water, stood on the hob. Mrs. Carlyle made a movement as if to rise, with her eye directed to the kettle; the friend, divining her wish, rose and handed her the kettle.
In this matter of politics there were two Carlyles; and, as generally happens in such cases, his last state was worse than his first.
About four miles from that place, at Belvoir, lived the Fairfaxes; and their kinspeople, the Carlyles, lived at Alexandria.
Froude in his famous "Life of Carlyle" gives an interesting description of Emerson's visit to the Carlyles in Scotland: "The Carlyles were sitting alone at dinner on a Sunday afternoon at the end of August when a Dumfries carriage drove to the door, and there stepped out of it a young American then unknown to fame, but whose influence in his own country equals that of Carlyle in ours, and whose name stands connected with his wherever the English language is spoken.
In 1834, after six years at Craigenputtock, the Carlyles moved to London, and took up their home in Cheyne Row, Chelsea, a far from fashionable retreat, but one in which the comforts of life could be more readily secured. It was there that Thomas Carlyle wrote what must seem to us the most vivid of all his books, the History of the French Revolution.
It certainly, if Froude was to be trusted, could not have been the orthodox way. "Well, you see, dear," explained the little old lady, "he gave up things. He could have ridden in his carriage" she was quoting, it seemed, the words of the Carlyles' old servant "if he'd written the sort of lies that people pay for being told, instead of throwing the truth at their head."
Word Of The Day
Others Looking