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...d the picture produced was one of strange, fantastic, luxurious houses; of women who were either very young and very beautiful, or else very old and v... ...cun- ning; but in either state exercising much more influence in life than women in the East do now; of good-natured, ca- pricious, though sometimes t... ...s in this way become inhabited by men wearing coats and waistcoats, and by women who are without veils; but the English tongue in Egypt finds its cent... ...ion, setting itself up as it were in opposition to the old world idea that women, like green peas, cannot come to per- fection without supporting-stic... ...must agree with me,” continued Miss Dawkins, “that the time is gone by for women to consider themselves helpless animals, or to be so consid- ered by ... ...ly vanquished. After an interval of ten days she made acquaintance with an Irish family—having utterly failed in moving the hard heart of M. Delaborde...

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...misplaced, and the bountiful blind woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women. CELIA: ’Tis true; for those that she makes fair she scarce makes ho... ...n. JAQUES: All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one ma... ..., dinners and suppers and sleeping hours excepted: it is the right butter women’s rank to market. ROSALIND: Out, fool! TOUCHSTONE: For a taste: If ... ...palm tree. I was never so be rhymed since Pythagoras’ time, that I was an Irish rat, which I can hardly remember. CELIA: Trow you who hath done this... ... Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women? ROSALIND: There were none principal; they were all like one another... ...er to do than to confess she does: that is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you... ...h not hear. ROSALIND: Pray you, no more of this; ’tis like the howling of Irish wolves against the moon. [To SILVIUS .] I will help you, if I can: [T...

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...for it is as well to know at once that they were not of that poor order of women who yield their admiration to a thing for its abstract virtue only)—t... ...elp to his fair associate, she thought not the worse of him, so heroic can women be toward any creature that will permit himself to be clothed by a my... ...ien ideas were not unimpressed by the picture of those daintily-clad young women demurely stepping homeward, while the air held a revel of skylarks, a... ... let off, in fact, as a firework for the nonce. Among the queenly cases of women who are design- ing to become the heads of a circle (if I may use the... ... re- marked, “If you tell her the company is grand, she will come, and her Irish once heard here will destroy us. The very name of Chump!” Mrs. Chump ... ... here will destroy us. The very name of Chump!” Mrs. Chump was the wealthy Irish widow of an alderman, whose unaccountable bad taste in going to Irela... ...saloon was critically still; so still that Adela fancied she heard a faint Irish protest from the parlour. Wilfrid was perhaps the most critical audit... ...pa’s head would have twirled. He would have begun to think Mr. Barrett the Irish widow, and Mrs. Chump the organist.” Arabella rejoined: “Your wit mis... ...rmits worried by a demon. Her brogue! Do you remember it? It is not simply Irish. It’s Irish steeped in brine. It’s pickled Irish!” She feigned the bu...

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...hese terrors were on the part of Esmond’s mistress, (and that tenderest of women must have felt them most keenly for both her sons, as she called them... ...st, the truest, the purest, the wisest, the most pious and learned men and women in the world. 13 Thackeray As for the political question, in that Mr... ...he garden at Lille, when my Lord Mohun and Esmond had their affair, was an Irishman too, and as brave a little soul as ever wore a sword. “Bedad,” say... ...asn’t a foreigner, till he broke out with his hulla-ballooing, and only an Irish calf can bellow like that.” And Roger made another remark in his wild... ... is he the first lad that has been spoiled by the over-careful fondness of women. No training is so useful for children, great or small, as the compan... ...xelles appeared in the Post-Boy and other prints, announcing that “a young Irish lord, the Viscount C-stlew—d, just come to his majority, and who had ... ...hey wear cassocks and buck- les, or beards and bare feet. There’s a horrid Irish wretch who never misses a Sunday at Court, and who pays me compli- me... ...mehow, from a com- manding manner and grace which she possessed above most women, her mother’s superior and protectress. “But oh!” cries my mistress, ... ...pped out of a sedan chair in the Poultry, whither he had come with a tipsy Irish servant parading before him, who an- nounced him, bawling out his Rev...

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...g, dancing and fiddling; there are bullies pushing about, bucks ogling the women, knaves picking pockets, policemen on the look-out, quacks (other qua... ...er loneliness taught her to feign. She had never mingled in the society of women: her father, repro- bate as he was, was a man of talent; his conversa... ...ching herself to Amelia? The happinessthe superior advantages of the young women round about her, gave Rebecca inexpressible pangs of envy. “What airs... ...r, walk downstairs with Miss Sharp, and I will follow with these two young women,” said the father, and he took an arm of wife and daughter and walked... ...ure that she wasn’t even jealous. Mr. Jos was away, being be- sieged by an Irish widow at Cheltenham. Amelia had the house to herself—ah! too much to ... ...nk his claret; he played his rubber; he told his Indian sto- ries, and the Irish widow consoled and flattered him as usual. 166 V anity Fair His pres... ...e’s dying,” William Dobbin said—and could speak no more. There was a buxom Irish servant-girl, who performed all the duties of the little house where ... ...ht before, so wan, so lifeless, so careless of all round about. The honest Irish maid-servant, delighted with the change, asked leave to kiss the face... ...t on, Mrs. Sedley sat and whimpered a great deal in a pew, consoled by the Irish 213 Thackeray maid-servant and Mrs. Clapp from the lodgings. Old Sed...

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... and that is the Prince de Bethune. How is it that men do not consider, as women do, that the hat is the first thing that strikes the eye? And why hav... ... of the world should belong to France; Paris will forever give the tone to women’s fashions, 19 Balzac and yet the hats which all Frenchmen wear to-d... ...ess it deserves. “Madame,” said the intrepid hoaxer, showing her a pair of women’s slippers, “these belonged formerly to the Empress Josephine.” He fe... ...startling details as to the secret penury of certain so-called fashionable women. This dealer in cast- off clothes, getting lively as she talked, pict... ...ch a business?” asked Gazonal. “For my son’s sake,” she said naively. Such women almost invariably justify their trade by alleg- ing noble motives. Ma... ...o, nevertheless, leave their porters in a condition worse than that of the Irish, in holes more dreadful than a mud cabin, and pay them less money to ...

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... money to my tailor and every- body else who would trust me, possessing an Irish brogue, and my full pay of 120l. a year. I need not say that with all... ...ther intended her for a Member of Council at least, and not for a beggarly Irish ensign. It was, however, my fate to make the passage to India (on boa... ... “A cornet!” said he, in a voice choking with emotion; “a pitiful beggarly Irish cornet aspire to the hand of Julia Jowler! Gag—Gahagan, are you mad, ... ...our third brother, the Chef de Bataillon, Count Godfrey Gahagan, was in my Irish Brigade.” Gahagan. “Sire, it is true. He and my countrymen in your Ma... ...nd beat Wellington back. It was the only time, as your Majesty knows, that Irishmen and Englishmen were beaten in that war.” Napoleon (looking as if h... ...I was afterwards familiarly known among the natives,—the men, that is. The women had a softer appel- lation for me, and called me ‘Mushook,’ or charme... ...st words of Lord Lake to me, as I left him, were, ‘Gahagan, I commit those women to your charge. Guard them with your life, watch over them with your ... ...occasioned by my words. The men stood irresolute and mute with terror; the women, trembling, knew scarcely whither to fly for refuge. ‘Who are yonder ... ...n (mollahs) and seven En- glish officers, whom I found in the village; the women have been transferred to safe keeping in the harems of my officers an...

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...g, dancing and fiddling; there are bullies pushing about, bucks ogling the women, knaves picking pockets, policemen on the look-out, quacks (other qua... ...er loneliness taught her to feign. She had never mingled in the society of women: her father, repro- bate as he was, was a man of talent; his conversa... ...ching herself to Amelia? The happinessthe superior advantages of the young women round about her, gave Rebecca inexpressible pangs of envy. “What airs... ...r, walk downstairs with Miss Sharp, and I will follow with these two young women,” said the father, and he took an arm of wife and daughter and walked... ...ure that she wasn’t even jealous. Mr. Jos was away, being be- sieged by an Irish widow at Cheltenham. Amelia had the house to herself—ah! too much to ... ...nk his claret; he played his rubber; he told his Indian sto- ries, and the Irish widow consoled and flattered him as usual. 166 V anity Fair – V olum... ...e’s dying,” William Dobbin said—and could speak no more. There was a buxom Irish servant-girl, who performed all the duties of the little house where ... ...ht before, so wan, so lifeless, so careless of all round about. The honest Irish maid-servant, delighted with the change, asked leave to kiss the face... ...t on, Mrs. Sedley sat and whimpered a great deal in a pew, consoled by the Irish 213 Thackeray maid-servant and Mrs. Clapp from the lodgings. Old Sed...

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...thing that Don Quixote was a bachelor and Marcus Aurelius married ill. For women, there is less of this danger. Marriage is of so much use to a woman,... ...enefit. It is true, however, that some of the merriest and most genuine of women are old maids; and that those old maids, and 7 Virginibus Puerisque ... ...ten most of the true motherly touch. And this would seem to show, even for women, some narrowing influence in comfortable mar- ried life. But the rule... ...fe. But the rule is none the less certain: if you wish the pick of men and women, take a good bachelor and a good wife. I am often filled with wonder ... ...l to understand the principle on which people regulate their choice. I see women marrying indiscrimi- nately with staring burgesses and ferret-faced, ... ...h Gipsies. “It is said,” I find on p. 7, “that those who can converse with Irish peasants in their own native tongue form far higher opinions of their... ... this planet, which already embraces the pretty soldier and the terrifying Irish beggarman, is, or is not, the child to expect a Bluebeard or a Cormor...

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...ed to take up their residence at a house of exceeding good repute, whither Irish ladies of strict virtue, and many northern lasses of the same predica... ...ad, and though I say it, is frequented by gentry of the best quality, both Irish and English. I defy anybody to say black is my eye, for that matter. ... ...ry criminal lengths is not so extremely clear, unless we will suppose that women never grant every favour to a man but one, without granting 398 The H... ...e left some circumstances which might be questionable in a court of law. Women, to their glory be it spoken, are more generally capable of that viol... ...e was capable of affording. Mrs. Waters was not of that delicate race of women who are obliged to the invention of vehicles for the capacity of re ... ... Chapter 2 Containing the arrival of an Irish gentleman, with very extraordinary adventures which ensued at the inn... ...t out of the way; for there are some situations in which nice and delicate women would not be discovered by their husbands. To say the truth, there ... ...any fixed ideas. Next to the lady’s chamber was deposited the body of an Irish gentleman who arrived too late at the inn to have been mentioned befo... ...nn to have been mentioned before. This gentleman was one of those whom the Irish call a calabalaro, or cavalier. He was a younger brother of a good fa...

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..., and wanted to have had their two babies left with him, but the two young women refused to part with them; and it was after that that he mar- ried ag... ...erce old Norse blood, and his daughters were tall, fair, magnificent young women, not at 8 My Young Alcides all uneducated nor vulgar, and it... ...r, and she said the two wives were very noble-looking, high-spirited young women. She had gone to see them several times when their husbands were in p... ...fort Miss Woolmer gave. No one else could see any at all, except a few old women in the parish, who spoke tenderly of poor Mr. Ambrose and Mr. Eustace... ...Diana T racy called them. She was sister to Lord Erymanth, and widow to an Irish gentleman, and had settled in the next parish to us, with her childre... ...Mr. Prosser said many people’s minds had changed with regard to English or Irish demagogues, and that the Alison Brothers themselves might very probab... ... lived in a distant county. His sister, Lady Diana, had been married to an Irish Mr. T racy, who had been murdered after a few years by his tenants, u... ...ldren to live at Arked House. I never could guess how she came to marry an Irish landlord, and I always thought she must have exasperated his people. ... ...unty Cavan, Ireland, was grandson to an English peer, great grandson to an Irish peer, and nephew to the existing Edward St. Glear, 6th Earl of Eryman...

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...n to the company already in the round house, they had admitted three black women and two soldiers’ wives; who, with the husband of one of them, had be... ...is having passed the night in a ‘loathsome dun geon.’ And next morning an Irish gentleman, a member of the same fraternity, who had read the case, an... ...the great church, shooting itself into a bright confusion of white capped women and blue bloused men, poultry, vegetables, fruits, flowers, pots, pan... ...untry roads (if you walk about, as much as we do) you will see the peasant women, always neatly and comfort ably dressed, riding home, with the pleas... ...ts and bar rels and nets and rigging, a sight to see. Then, their younger women, by dint of going down to the sea barefoot, to fling their baskets in... ...ator, that illustrious person is rather in the position of an orator in an Irish House of Commons. But, several of these scenes of savage life bear a ... ...ral of these scenes of savage life bear a strong generic resemblance to an Irish election, and I think would be extremely well received and understood... ... a cheese! Ho! In that dark corner yonder! Does anybody lie there? Me sir, Irish me, a widder, with six children. And yonder? Me sir, Irish me, with m... ...rish me, with me wife and eight poor babes. And to the left there? Me sir, Irish me, along with two more Irish boys as is me friends. And to the right...

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... a mighty fine ship,’ said he, ‘to have no money on board!’ I own I was inspired with sensible repugnance; even with alarm. The ship was mani- festly ... ...epeating mirrors of the tiny cabin, brought us a hundred visitors. The men fathomed out her dimensions with their arms, as their fathers fathomed out ... ...the cooked bread- fruit fills the air, and perhaps the lamp glints already be- tween the pillars and the house, you shall behold them si- lently assem... ...der the palms, where the blue shadow lingered, the red coals of cocoa husk and the light trails of smoke betrayed the awakening business of the day; a... ...f those cases in which speech is vain. Tari’s son was smiling and inert; his daughter-in-law, a girl of sixteen, pretty, gentle, and grave, more intel... ...ew children are brought up in the house or succeed to the estates of their natural begetters. That the one should be chief instead of the other must b... ...lat sea, our dwellings upon unerected coral, our diet from the pickle-tub or out of tins; I had learned to welcome shark’s flesh for a variety; and a ...

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...mountains; rocky foot- paths, practicable at best for donkeys, join it to the outer world of France; and the men and women drink and swear, in their g... ...e donkey’s belly. She, none better pleased, in- continently drew up and seemed to smile; and a party of one man, two women, and two children came up, ... ...road smoked in the twi- light with children driving home cattle from the fields; and a pair of mounted stride-legged women, hat and cap and all, 15 R... ...on Bonaparte of wolves. What a career was his! He lived ten months at free quarters in Gevaudan and Vivarais; he ate women and children and ‘shep- her... ...rence. He nodded back, and cheer- fully addressed me. Was I going to the monastery? Who was I? An Englishman? Ah, an Irishman, then? ‘No,’ I said, ‘a ... ...ight not. ‘Very well, then’ (with disappointment), ‘an author.’ It appeared he had been in a seminary with six young Irishmen, all priests long since,... ...t appeared, would like to speak with me. I professed my willingness, and the friar ushered in a fresh, young, little Irishman of fifty, a deacon of th... ...n Moliere, to say nothing of innumerable fathers and a great variety of local and general historians. Thence my good Irishman took me round the worksh... ...nd proclaim through- out the neighbourhood that another soul has gone to God. At night, under the conduct of my kind Irishman, I took my place in the ...

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...hange her. But fortune, good or ill, as I take it, does not change men and women. It but develops their characters. As there are a thousand thoughts l... ...I would say, ’twas a pity he was not hanged. He was familiar with dice and women at a time other boys are at school being birched; he was as wicked as... ...with a word or two of reproof and send him into the world again, to pursue women with lust and falsehood, and to mur- der unsuspecting guests that har... ...mself appointed an ensign in Colonel Quin’s regi- ment of Fusileers on the Irish establishment. Mr. Esmond’s commission was scarce three weeks old whe... ...r King James’s death, the Queen and her people at St. Germains—priests and women for the most part—continued their intrigues in behalf of the young Pr... ...scount’s son); and the Prince’s affairs, being in the hands of priests and women, were conducted as priests and women will conduct them, artfully, cru... ...akes off the little vermin of an enemy, and walks away unmolested. Ah! the Irish soldiers might well say after the Boyne, “Change kings with us and we... ...tion, after the affair of the Boyne, at Trim, in Ireland, made both to the Irish priest and a French ecclesiastic of Holt’s order, that was with King ... ...of the charge of the Household, when their horse and ours were mingled, an Irish officer recognized the Prince-Duke, and calling out—”Marlborough, Mar...

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...ul whether many more would be thrown up, until the north-east winds of the early spring set in. Moreover, a great number of the passengers, and partic... ..., it was not a great price. The people were none the richer for the wreck, for it was the season of the herring-shoal—and who could cast nets for fish... ...vement of this little church, hundreds of years hence, when the digging for gold in Australia shall have long and long ceased out of the land. Forty-f... ...ate words, and encouraged to look, she would say, with a piercing cry, ‘This is my boy!’ and drop insensible on the insensible figure. He soon observe... ...ere all frightfully disap- pointed to see us. ‘Who have you got up-stairs here?’ says Sharpeye, gener- ally. (In the Move-on tone.) ‘Nobody, surr; sur... ...t back to his bed and laid himself down on the outside of it. I could have pro- nounced him, alone, to be a young man aged by famine and sickness. As ... ... famine and sickness. As we were standing by the Irish soldier’s bed, I mentioned my perplexity to the Doctor. He took a board with an inscription on ... ...d too often with some poor sick creature quite unfit for the rough life, for whom they suppose the smell of the fresh hop to be a sovereign remedy. Ma... ... the smell of damaged oranges, I think I should feel languidly benevolent if I had time. I have not time, because I am un- der a curious compulsion to...

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...s; whereupon the footmen took agile leaps to the post of danger, while the women, in whose bosoms intense curiosity now supplanted terror, pro- ceeded... ...stay here?—Am I going away tomorrow?—What’s going to be done with me?’ The women found these questions of a youthful wanderer touching. Between kissin... ...eturned to him. He carried me almost the whole of the way back to Dipwell. Women must feel for the lucky heroes who win them, something of what I felt... ...ary agreed with both in every- thing, which reconciled them, for both good women loved me so heartily they were near upon disputing over the medi- cin... ...m, however, of impudence. She let me see a portrait of her dead mother, an Irish lady raising dark eyelashes, whom she resembled. I talked of the port... ...ore kisses! Oh, yes, I will kiss you, dear.’ Heriot said, ‘Your mother was Irish, Julia.’ ‘Yes. She would have loved you.’ ‘I ‘ve Irish blood too. Giv... ...dies. All the better; keep him there Captain Bulsted convoyed me to pretty Irish-eyed Julia Rippenger. Temple had previ- ously made discovery of Janet... ...oached my cold- ness for Janet, how much I wished Janet resembled her. Her Irish eyes lightened: ‘Me! Harry’; then they shadowed: ‘She is worth ten of... ...s cot- tage, on the outskirts of the estate now devolved upon her husband. Irish eyes are certainly bewitching lights. I thought, for my part, I could...

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...atience knows the cavern,” murmured Steadfast to his father. “Best have no womenfolk, nor young maids in such a mat- ter,” said the Vicar. 8 Under th... ...he sound of a powerful voice, and presently they could see all the men and women of the parish as it seemed, gathered about the lych gate, where, on t... ...ther emerg- ing from the cottages that stood around the village green. The women were all hotly angry with Jeph for going off and leav- ing his young ... ...ave,” exclaimed a whole clamour of voices. “Belike he knew what a clack of women’s tongues there would be, and would fain be out of it,” replied the o... ...always civil to country folk and women— leastways unless they take ‘em for Irish—and thinking that, they did make bloody work with the poor ladies at ... ... friends.” “The child of a Midianitish woman!” exclaimed Jeph, “one of the Irish idolaters of whom it is written, ‘Thou shalt smite them, and spare ne... ... and spare neither man, nor woman, infant, nor suck- ling.’” “But I am not Irish,” broke out Emlyn, “I am from Worcestershire. My father is Serjeant G... ...hts of hospitality enough not to touch his weapon even when he thought her Irish, “we harm not women and babes save when they are even as the Amalekit... ...e of deathless hope, the little shamrock, birth.” —Irish Ballad. THE K ING’S VISIT left traces. Emlyn had become far more rest...

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...attractive in uniform than in their ordinary clothes, and who attribute to women so depraved a taste that they believe they will be favorably impresse... ...tions—tried indeed to deprave me altogether, preached Saint-Simonism as to women, and all sorts of lordly ideas; but, you see, I was fond enough of my... ...r pull up on the road he has taken? In the first place, he is too sweet on women. There is a happy me- dium in all things, as our King has told us. An... ...g pas- sion, you would find a thousand arguments in favor of yield- ing—as women do when they are in love.—Yes, and Hortense’s interests will suggest ... ...du Barry, Madame Tallien, Mademoiselle Georges, Madame Recamier.—all these women who preserved their beauty in spite of years, of passion, and of thei... ...erchants, and earns sixteen sous a day—one sou an hour!—and feeds like the Irish, on potatoes fried in rats’ dripping, with bread five times a week—an...

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