Pelham — Volume 04 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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"Ah! now you grow too profound, Mr. Pelham!"
"C'est vrai--but--" "Tell me," interrupted Lady Roseville, "how it happens that you, who talk eruditely enough upon matters of erudition, should talk so lightly upon matters of levity?" "Why," said I, rising to depart, "very great minds are apt to think that all which they set any value upon, is of equal importance. Thus Hesiod, who, you know, was a capital poet, though rather an imitator of Shenstone, tells us that God bestowed valour on some men, and on others a genius for dancing. It was reserved for me, Lady Roseville, to unite the two perfections. Adieu!" "Thus," said I, when I was once more alone--"thus do we 'play the fools with the time,'until Fate brings that which is better than folly; and, standing idly upon the sea-shore, till we can catch the favouring wind which is to waft the vessel of our destiny to enterprise and fortune, amuse ourselves with the weeds and the pebbles which are within our reach!" CHAPTER XLVI. There was a youth who, as with toil and travel, Had grown quite weak and grey before his time; Nor any could the restless grief unravel, |
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