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There's nae sorrow there, John,
The Land of the Leal.
Gude Nicht, etc.?
We're a' Noddin'.
ANDREW JACKSON. 1767-1845.
Our Federal Union: it must be preserved.
Toast given on the Jefferson Birthday Celebration in 1830. You are uneasy; you never sailed with me before, I see.?
Life of Jackson (Parton). Vol. ii. p. 493.
JOHN QUINCY ADAMS. 1767-1848.
Think of your forefathers! Think of your posterity ! 8
Speech at Plymouth, Dec. 22, 1802. In charity to all mankind, bearing no malice or ill-will to any human being, and even compassionating those who hold in bondage their fellow-men, not knowing what they do.
Letter to A. Bronson. July 30, 1838.
I Sir Alexander Boswell composed a version of this song.
? A remark made to an elderly gentleman who was sailing with Jackson down Chesapeake Bay in an old steamboat, and who exhibited a little fear.
3 Et majores vestros et posteros cogitate. — Tacitus : Agricola, c. 32. 31.
4 With malice towards none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right. – ABRAHAM LINCOLN: Second Inaugural Address.
This hand, to tyrants ever sworn the foe,
Written in an Album, 1842. This is the last of earth! I am content.
His Last Words, Feb. 21, 1848.
DAVID EVERETT. 1769–1813.
You ’d scarce expect one of my age
Lines written for a School Declamation.
SYDNEY SMITH. 1769–1845.
It requires a surgical operation to get a joke well into a Scotch understanding: Lady Holland's Memoir. Vol. i. p. 15.
That knuckle-end of England, — that land of Calvin, oat-cakes, and sulphur.
P. 17. No one minds what Jeffrey says: ... it is not more than a week ago that I heard him speak disrespectfully of the equator.
i See Sidney, page 261.
2 The lofty oak from a small acorn grows.- Lewis DUNCOMBE (17111730): De Minimis Maxima (translation).
8 See Walpole, p:ige 389.
We cultivate literature on a little oatmeal.1
Memoir. Vol. i. p. 23. Truth is its (justice's] handmaid, freedom is its child, peace is its companion, safety walks in its steps, victory follows in its train; it is the brightest emanation from the Gospel ; it is the attribute of God.
P. 29. It is always right that a man should be able to render a reason for the faith that is within him.
P. 53. Avoid shame, but do not seek glory, - nothing so expensive as glory.
P. 88. Let every man be occupied, and occupied in the highest employment of which his nature is capable, and die with the consciousness that he has done his best.
P. 130. Looked as if she had walked straight out of the ark.
P. 157. The Smiths never had any arms, and have invariably sealed their letters with their thumbs.
P. 244. Not body enough to cover his mind decently with ; his intellect is improperly exposed.
P. 258. He has spent all his life in letting down empty buckets into empty wells; and he is frittering away his age in trying to draw them up again.:
P. 259. You find people ready enough to do the Samaritan, without the oil and twopence.
P. 261. Ah, you flavour everything; you are the vanilla of society.
P. 262. My living in Yorkshire was so far out of the way, that it was actually twelve miles from a lemon.
1 Mr. Smith, with reference to the “Edinburgh Review,” says : “ The motto I proposed for the · Review'was • Tenui miisam meditamur avena;' but this was too near the truth to be admitted ; so we took our present grave motto from Publius Syrus, of whom none of us had, I am sure, read a single line."
2 A favorite motto, which through life Mr. Smith inculcated on his family. 3 See Cowper, page 419.
As the French say, there are three sexes, - men, women, and clergymen.
Memoir. Vol. i. p. 262. To take Macaulay out of literature and society and put him in the House of Commons, is like taking the chief physician out of London during a pestilence. P. 265.
Daniel Webster struck me much like a steam-engine in trousers.
P. 267. “Heat, ma'am !” I said ; “it was so dreadful here, that I found there was nothing left for it but to take off my flesh and sit in my bones."
Ibid. Macaulay is like a book in breeches. . . He has occasional flashes of silence, that make his conversation perfectly delightful.
Recipe for Salad. P. 374. Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea ? how did it exist ? I am glad I was not born before tea.
If you choose to represent the various parts in life by holes upon a table, of different shapes, — some circular, some triangular, some square, some oblong, and the persons acting these parts by bits of wood of similar shapes, we shall generally find that the triangular person has got into the square hole, the oblong into the triangular, and a square person has squeezed himself into the round hole. The officer and the office, the doer and the thing done, seldom fit so exactly that we can say they were almost made for each other. 3
Sketches of Moral Philosophy.
i Lord Wharncliffe says, “ The well-known sentence, almost a proverb, that this world consists of men, women, and Herveys,' was originally Lady Montagu's.” — Montagu Letters, vol. i. p. 64.
2 See Dryden, p. 273. 3 The right man to fill the right place. — LAYARD: Speech, Jan. 15, 1855.
The schoolboy whips his taxed top; the beardless youth manages his taxed horse with a taxed bridle on a taxed road; and the dying Englishman, pouring his medicine, which has paid seven per cent, into a spoon that has paid fifteen per cent, flings himself back upon his chintz bed which has paid twenty-two per cent, and expires in the arms of an apothecary who has paid a license of a hundred pounds for the privilege of putting him to death.
Review of Seybert's Annals of the United States, 1820. In the four quarters of the globe, who reads an American book, or goes to an American play, or looks at an American picture or statue ?
Lid. Magnificent spectacle of human happiness.
America. Edinburgh Review, July, 1824. In the midst of this sublime and terrible storm [at Sidmouth], Dame Partington, who lived upon the beach, was seen at the door of her house with mop and pattens, trundling her mop, squeezing out the sea-water, and vig. orously pushing away the Atlantic Ocean. The Atlantic was roused; Mrs. Partington's spirit was up. But I need not tell you that the contest was unequal; the Atlantic Ocean beat Mrs. Partington.
Speech at Taunton, 1813. Men who prefer any load of infamy, however great, to any pressure of taxation, however light. On American Debts.
J. HOOKHAM FRERE. 1769-1846.
And don't confound the language of the nation
The Monks and the Giants. Canto i. Line 6. A sudden thought strikes me, let us swear an eternal friendship.
The Rovers. Act i. Sc. 1.
1 See Otway, page 280.
My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship. — MOLIÈRE: Le Bourgeois Gentilhomme, act iv. sc. 1.