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He is well known by his magnificent black beard and his large bald head, upon which a wicked jester once advised him to paste his advertisements; he publishes the works of audacious authors and sensational books, and had the honor of sharing with Charles Bazile, the poet, an imprisonment at St.-Pelagie. He received this thin-faced rhymer coldly.
Thomas, of Ercildoun, in Lauderdale, called the Rhymer, on account of his producing a poetical romance on the subject of Tristrem and Yseult, which is curious as the earliest specimen of English verse known to exist, flourished in the reign of Alexander III. of Scotland. Like other men of talent of the period, Thomas was suspected of magic.
"Perhaps he may be hiding himself somewhere, and will, when the Arabs retire, make his way down to the margin of the river expecting to be taken off." "Very little chance of that; but, depend on it, I'll not show my face on board without him if I can help it," answered Rhymer. Charley was obliged to be content with this promise.
He immediately ordered off three boats the second lieutenant going in one, Rhymer in another, while he gave me charge of the third. What has become of the other two boats I do not know; perhaps they thought that they had come far enough and have gone back, as I confess I was on the point of doing when I heard your hail.
But tell me, Monsieur Jasmin, why is it that you, who appear to know French perfectly, write in a language that is not spoken in any chief town or capital. "'Ah, sir, how could a poor rhymer like me appear amongst the great celebrities of Paris? Remember that there are at least six millions of people in Languedoc. "My mouth was covered with soap-suds, and I could not answer him for some time.
By now both Mrs Love and Mrs Rhymer had become deeply apprehensive, and the former appealed to Mrs Oliphant. ``I do believe they are all dead, and the smith is not come! cried Mrs Love. ``What shall we do, Mrs Oliphant? Mrs Oliphant, much younger than the others, seems to have been a woman of resource.
He leaned forward curiously and almost whispered to the attendant barber, "Tell me, is Master François Villon, Master of Arts, rhymer at his best, vagabond at his worst, ne'er-do-well at all seasons, and scapegrace in all moods, among them?" Olivier smiled complacently as those in office are accustomed to smile at the humours of great men. "Your dignity is pleased to jest.
And on receiving a copy of some verses written by a lady, he talks in a sad way for a Presbyterian deacon: "Were she some Aborigine squaw, Wha sings so sweet by nature's law, I'd meet her in a hazle shaw, Or some green loany, And make her tawny phiz and 'a My welcome crony." The practical philosophy of the stout, jovial rhymer was but little affected by the sour-featured asceticism of the elder.
The party quickly tumbled into the boat, and, the grapnel being got up, she immediately made sail on a course which Rhymer fancied would cut off the dhow. He was evidently in no good-humour at the ill-success of their sport, but the prospect of making a prize somewhat restored him; the dhow, however, must soon have seen the boat standing out towards her.
It appears to us that her mind moves more naturally and finds readier expression in the picturesque than in the metaphysical; and in saying this we mean to say that she is really a poet, and not a rhymer of thoughts. "Midnight" is a poem full of originality and vigor, with that suggestion of deepest meaning which is so much more effective than definite statement.
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