Maxioms by Sydney Smith
I do not mean to be disrespectful, but the attempt of the Lords
to stop the progress of reform, read more
I do not mean to be disrespectful, but the attempt of the Lords
to stop the progress of reform, reminds me very forcibly of the
great storm of Sidmouth, and of the conduct of the excellent Mrs.
Partington on that occasion. In the winter of 1824, there set in
a great flood upon that town--the tide rose to an incredible
height: the waves rushed in upon the houses, and everything was
threatened with destruction. In the midst of this sublime and
terrible storm, 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 vigorously 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. She was
excellent at a slop or a puddle, but she should not have meddled
with a tempest.
We cultivate literature on a little oat-meal.
We cultivate literature on a little oat-meal.
My living in Yorkshire was so far out of the way, that it was
actually twelve miles from a read more
My living in Yorkshire was so far out of the way, that it was
actually twelve miles from a lemon.
Oh, herbaceous treat!
'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat;
Back to the world he'd turn his read more
Oh, herbaceous treat!
'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat;
Back to the world he'd turn his fleeting soul,
And plunge his fingers in the salad bowl;
Serenely full the epicure would say,
"Fate cannot harm me,--I have dined to-day."
One of the best methods of rendering study agreeable is to live
with able men, and to suffer all read more
One of the best methods of rendering study agreeable is to live
with able men, and to suffer all those pangs of inferiority which
the want of knowledge always inflicts.