Memoirs of the Most Noble Richard Marquess Wellesley: Comprising Numerous Letters and Documents, Now First Published from Original Mss

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Page 400 - I have the honour to be, with great respect, my Lord, your Lordship's " Most obedient and obliged servant,
Page 64 - Forgive me, Freedom! O forgive those dreams! I hear thy voice, I hear thy loud lament, From bleak Helvetia's icy caverns sent — I hear thy groans upon her blood-stained streams!
Page 64 - And Britain joined the dire array ; Though dear her shores and circling ocean, Though many friendships, many youthful loves, Had swol'n the patriot emotion, And flung a magic light o'er all her hills and groves ; Yet still my voice, unaltered, sang defeat To all that braved the tyrant-quelling lance, And shame too long delayed and vain retreat...
Page 165 - mid charcoal gleams, The Moslems' savoury supper steams ; While all apart, beneath the wood. The Hindoo cooks his simpler food. ' Come, walk with me the jungle through. If yonder hunter told us true, Far off, in desert dank and rude, The tiger holds...
Page 64 - With what a joy my lofty gratulation Unawed I sang, amid a slavish band : And when to whelm the disenchanted nation, Like fiends embattled by a wizard's wand, The Monarchs marched in evil day, And Britain joined the dire array...
Page 36 - ... the Prince of Wales had no more right (speaking of strict right) to assume the government, than any other individual subject of the country.
Page 118 - Nay, even from those who seem to have no direct object of office or profit, what is the language which their actions speak ? The throne is in danger ! we will support the throne ; but let us share the smiles of royalty — the order of nobility is in danger ! I will fight for nobility, says the viscount, but my zeal would be much greater if I were made an earl.
Page 166 - O'er the broad plantain's humbler shade And dusk anana's prickly blade ; While o'er the brake, so wild and fair, The betel waves his crest in air. With pendant train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the dames of Ava prize. So rich a shade, so green a sod, Our English Fairies never trod ! Yet who in Indian bower has stood, But thought on England's
Page 24 - No government ever dismayed him : the world could not bribe him : he thought only of Ireland ; lived for no other object ; dedicated to her his beautiful fancy, his elegant wit, his manly courage, and all the splendour of his astonishing eloquence.
Page 117 - Can it be, that people of high rank, and professing high principles, that they or their families should seek to thrive on the spoils of misery, and fatten on the meals wrested from industrious poverty...

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