In his general deportment he was pompous and important, affecting a species of florid elocution, which often became ridiculous from his misarranging the triads and quaternions with which he loaded his sentences.
I was visited by the duke of L—, a friend of my lord, who found me sitting upon a trunk, in a poor little dining-room filled with lumber, and lighted with two bits of tallow-candle, which had been left over night.
All through the rosy dewy days: A bare-skin boy did guide my feet— A boy with pretty, pouting ways: And oh, ’twas shrewd deceit!
[…] he little knew what strength, a great, moral effort, a stern, unbending will, and an unwearing faith, will impart, even to one so young as that heroic girl, […]
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