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"He's nawthin' but a kid, annyhow, no oldher thin me oldest boy; an' I know what a fool he'd be if anny wan ast him to be more iv a fool thin he is. Hobson 'll be famous, no matther what foolish things he does." "I dinnaw," said Mr. Dooley. "It was headed f'r him; but I'm afraid, as th' bull-yard players 'd say, fame's been kissed off." "What ar-re ye goin' to do Patrick's Day?" asked Mr.
I'm a first-class cook, bless you, old chap. Housemaid too. Clean, eh?" He waved the fork proudly round the ill-furnished room. "I'd dismiss myself if it wasn't." "But but," stammered Hay, much amazed, and surveying things through an eye-glass. "What are you doing here?" "Trying to get my foot on the first rung of Fame's ladder." "But I don't quite see " "Read Balzac's life and you will.
"On Fame's eternal bead-roll worthy to be filed?" With the discontinuance of the Liberator Garrison's active career came to a close. But his sympathetic interest in the freedmen, temperance, the cause of women, and in other reformatory enterprises continued unabated.
Heroes conducted up Fame's temple-steps by ceremonious historians, who are studious, when the platform is reached, of the art of setting them beneath the flambeau of a final image, before thrusting them inside to be rivetted on their pedestals, have an excellent chance of doing the same, let but the provident narrators direct that image to paint the thing a moth-like humanity desires, in the thing it shrinks from.
Alcott, he prepared for the press a volume of sonnets, some of which are excellent, especially one to Louisa: "Ne'er from thyself by Fame's loud trump beguiled, Sounding in this and the farther hemisphere, I press thee to my heart as Duty's faithful child." Mr. Alcott seemed to be renewing his youth but, in November, he was prostrated by paralysis.
'Ah, who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar! A more sensible exclamation than poets usually preface with their whining 'Ahs' and 'Ohs!" "What we are is nothing," pursued Madame Dalibard; "what we seem is much." Ardworth thrust his hands into his pockets and shook his head. The wise woman continued, unheeding his dissent from her premises,
From "Fama;" from rumours, hearsays, exaggerations, scandals, superstitions, public opinions whether from the ancient public opinion that the sun went round the earth, or the equally public opinion, that those who dared to differ from public opinion were hateful to the deity, and therefore worthy of death from all these blasts of Fame's lying trumpet they helped to deliver men; and they therefore helped to insure something like peace and personal security for those quiet, modest, and generally virtuous men, who, as students of physical science, devoted their lives, during the eighteenth century, to asking of nature What are the facts of the case?
Laws or divine or human fail'd to move, Or shame of men, or dread of gods above: Heedless alike of infamy or praise, Or Fame's eternal voice in future days, Pope's Odyssey, book xxii, v. 47, &c. But it is now time to present the reader with a general view of the works of Plato, and, also to speak of the preambles, digressions, and style of their author, and of the following translation.
Could these my Strains, but live, when I'm no more, On future Fame's bright wings, your names should soar. Where this romantic Village lifts her Head, Betwixt the Royal Port and humble Mead, The decent Mansions, deck'd with mod'rate cost, Of honest Thrift, and gen'rous Owners boast; Their Skill and Industry their Sons employ, In works of Peace, Integrity and Joy.
Talk o' fame! Pal, glory's a goblin and fame's a phantom compared wi' Cap'n Sir Adam Penfeather, and you can keel haul, burn and hang me else!" This night at moonrise we warped out from our anchorage and with drums beating and fifes sounding merrily, stood out into the great deep and never a heart that did not leap at thought of home and England.
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