Literary Extracts from English and Other Works; Collected During Half a Century - Together with Original Matter (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1847 Excerpt: ...vi. 12. POPISH PILGRIMAGES. It seems that with them a mati sometimes cannot be a penitent unless he also turn vagabond, and foot it to Jerusalem, or wander over this or that part of the world, to visit the shrine of this or that pretended saint, though perhaps, in his lifetime, ten times more ridiculous than themselves: thus, that which was Cain's curse is become their religion. He that thinks to expiate sin by going barefoot, does the penance of a goose, and only makes one folly the atonement of another. Dr. South: Sermon on Prov. iii. 17. AIMING AT POPULARITY BY A NOVICE IN POWER. The new deputy Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness, Or whether that the body politic, A horse whereon the governor doth ride, Who newly in the seat, that it may know He can command, lets it straight feel the spur: Whether the tyranny be in his place, Or in his eminence that fills it up, I stagger in: but this new governor Awakes me all the unrolled penalties Which have, like unscoured armour, hung by th' wall So long that nineteen zodiacs have gone round, And none of them been worn; and for a name, Now puts the drowsy and neglected act Freshly on me--'tis surely for a name. Shakspeare: Measure/or Measure. A HUNTER OF POPULARITY. Grew a companion to the common streets, EnfeofFd himself to popularity: That, being daily swallow'd by men's eyes, They surfeited with honey, and began to loathe The taste of sweetness whereof a little More than a little, is by much too much. Shakspeare: First Part of King Henry IV., Act iii. Scene 1. POPULAR APPLAUSE. Oh, popular applause what heart of man Is proof against thy sweet seducing charms? The wisest and the best feel urgent need Of all their caution in thy gentlest gales; But swell'd into a gust--who then, alas With all his canva...