A Memoir of the Life and Writings of Thomas Day: Author of "Sandford and Merton"

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John Bedford Leno, 56, Drury Lane, W.C., 1862 - 128 pages

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Page 43 - Of liberty, which, yet they ne'er must taste of. They say, by them our hands are free from fetters; Yet, whom they please, they lay in basest bonds...
Page 52 - And better in th' untimely grave to rot, The world and all its cruelties forgot, Than, dragg'd once more beyond the western main, To groan beneath some dastard planter's chain, Where my poor countrymen in bondage wait The slow enfranchisement of lingering fate.
Page 124 - Were centered in a dark untimely grave. Oh! taught on reason's boldest wings to rise, And catch each glimmering of the opening skies; Oh! gentle bosom! oh, unsullied mind! Oh! friend to truth, to virtue and mankind! Thy dear remains we trust to this sad shrine, Secure to feel no second loss like thine!
Page 52 - Pursue their toils till all his race is run. No eye to mark their suffrings with a tear; No friend to comfort, and no hope to cheer: Then, like the dull unpity'd brutes, repair To stalls as wretched, and as coarse a fare; Thank heaven one day of mis'ry was o'er, Then sink to sleep, and wish to wake no more.
Page 55 - ... plain, I mark'd the leader of a warlike train; Unlike his features to our swarthy race ; And golden hair play'd round his ruddy face. While with insidious smile and lifted hand, He thus accosts our unsuspecting band : ' Ye valiant chiefs, whom love of glory leads To martial combats, and heroic deeds ; No fierce invader your retreat explores, No hostile banner waves along your shores. From the dread tempests of the deep we fly, Then lay, ye chiefs, these pointed terrors by : And O, your hospitable...
Page 30 - I will not kill that spider, Jones; I do not know that I have a right to kill that spider! Suppose when you are going in your coach to Westminster Hall, a superior being, who, perhaps, may have as much power over you as you have over this insect, should say to his companion, 'kill that lawyer! kill that lawyer!
Page 53 - Thro' our own fields and native forests range: Waft ye to each once-haunted stream and grove, And visit every long-lost scene ye love! — I sleep no more — nor in the midnight shade Invoke ideal phantoms to my aid; Nor wake again abandon'd and forlorn, To find each dear delusion fled at morn: A slow consuming death let others wait, I snatch destruction from unwilling fate:— Yon ruddy streaks the rising sun proclaim. That never more shall beam upon my shame; Bright orb! for others let thy glory...
Page 105 - I consider the pleasure of every thing to lie in the pursuit ; and therefore, while I am contented with the conveniences I enjoy, it is a matter of indifference whether I am five or twenty years in completing my intended plans. This scheme also is connected with my own particular temper ; for doing nothing with relation to the opinion of others, and every thing from a thorough knowledge of my own tastes and feelings, I do nothing that does not permanently please me.
Page 121 - If women are in general feeble both in body and mind, it arises less from nature than from education.' We encourage a vicious indolence and inactivity, which we falsely call delicacy ; instead of hardening their...
Page 110 - To expect that the minister of a great, and above all a corrupted state like this, should calmly and deliberately demolish the whole frame of government for the sake of making an experiment, is betraying a lamentable ignorance of human nature. I am not myself such a child as either to expect or wish that all government should stand still in such a wonderfully complicated system of society as our own, in order that two or three reformers may try their skill in greasing the wheels.

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