Godfrey Malvern, Or, the Life of an Author (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. 1844 Excerpt: ...one jot. One glance at a fold in the drapery, is enough to satisfy me respecting the originality of any picture that was ever painted." "A devilish 'cute chap " whispered Tom to Godfrey. "A great man at a small party. I dare say he gammons the flats nicely, and could make 'em believe my old mother's tea-tray was painted by Titian; and that the poll-parrot and the bunch of cherries are done better than Natur iver did aught in her life." Godfrey moved on a little further, to where a small party encircled a very red-faced bald-headed gentleman, who was holding forth on form and matter, as if he had got a little comfortable chaos to himself: --"I say again, and I once more assert it boldly," proceeded this ruddy Sir Oracle, "that to bring ocular demonstration for the gaseous evolutions of terraqueous matter, and all those conglomerated particles which irradiate the etherial atmosphere, is utterly and morally impossible." "Impossible " echoed a tall thin lady; "the immateriality of all theories, founded on invisible essences, do more than prove it." But pass we by phrenologists and philosophers, geologists, and all other would-be great men, who were so far beyond the present age, as to be disgusted with its ignorance, --who had written and lectured, until they had neither a reader nor an auditor left, so came, brimful of disappointed wisdom, once a-week, to Lady Smile-all's toirie, to enlighten all they could catch. There Godfrey saw poets, who had published, but whose names were unknown, and whose works were unread. For their ideas were far, far beyond this age, and they looked big in the immortality of an hundred years hence. Future ages would do them justice' and this was consolation enough for th...