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...ing kindness, and it seemed to Mrs. Sedley that a muffin and a quantity of orange marmalade spread out in a little cut-glass saucer would be peculiarl... ...nce the next quadrille, or that it is very hot weather? George, always the champion of his regiment, rose immensely in the opinion of the youth of the... ... she believed to be the most famous family in the world. Having tried nine seasons at Dublin and two at Bath and Cheltenham, and not finding a partner... ...man, from his boyhood up- wards, had flung himself with all his might. The champion of his school and his regiment, the bravos of his companions had f... ...of the division under the command of his Sovereign apparent, the Prince of Orange, and as respected length of swords and mustachios, and the richness ... ...had?” “What, you fly?” said Rebecca, with a laugh. “I thought you were the champion of all the ladies, Mr. Sedley.” “I—I’m not a military man,” gasped... ... by leaving a card at his aunt’s house, and making a modest inquiry of Mr. Bowls or his assistant foot- man, with respect to the health of the invalid... ...tate to Miss Crawley’s door, and the tall serious footman handed in to Mr. Bowls her Ladyship’s cards for Miss Crawley, and one likewise for Miss Brig... ...e on Pitt’s part—and slept a good deal. When the time for coffee came, Mr. Bowls used to enter in a noisy manner, and summon Squire Pitt, who would be...

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...ainst Harrow and Winchester. He was sent in first in the Harrow match; the bowling was steady and straight, but Patteson’s defence was admirable. He s... ...here was but one four, and by steady play completely broke the neck of the bowling. Eton won the match easily, Patteson making a brilliant catch at po... ...idding, the Winchester captain, played an uphill game so fiercely that the bowling had to be repeatedly changed. Our eleven were disorganised, and the... ...I know you would have me out directly there.’ The next cricket season this champion was disabled by a severe sprain of the wrist, needing leeches, spl... ...S. ‘Juno.’ The vegetation and climate struck them as beautiful; there were oranges, lemons, sweet potatoes, and common potatoes, and English vegetable... ...island, and that they had set out to defend or avenge him. He received his champions with reproof:—’This is the very thing I told you not to do. It is... ...tation; and a piece of ground was dug and planted with pine-apples, vines, oranges, and cotton, also a choicer species of banana than the indig- enous... ...ions, but you may add that there is as yet no other pine-apple, though our oranges, lemons, citrons, guavas, &c., are coming on. Any- one living here ... ...ealous men almost injuring the good cause, and placing its best and wisest champions in an un- necessarily difficult position, because they do not see...

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...tarring away at a hint of tearfulness; excepting further by chance a solid champion man, or some generous woman capable of faith in the pelted solitar... ...he could not accept a ‘perhaps’ that cast dubiousness on her disinterested championship. She protested a perfect certainty of the single aim of her he... ...t was Diana’s. Then while her fingers eagerly tore it open, her heart, the champion rider over-night, sank. It needed support of facts, and feared the... ... to be seated. The small glow of candle-light made her dark rich colouring orange in shadow. ‘House and grounds are open to a tenant,’ she resumed. ‘I... ... of dulness. When we taste it consciously it becomes mortal—a thing of the Seasons. But I like my walk. How long these November sunsets burn, and what... ...of charming were addressed to the women. Men may be counted on for falling bowled over by a hand- some face and pointed tongue; women require some woo... ...uld become a glutton.’ ‘Do,’ said Tony. ‘I should be ashamed to “drain the bowl” all to myself: a solitary toper is a horrid creature, unless he makes... ...orecast the weather and understand the climate of our country. ‘We have no Seasons, or only a shuffle of them. Old calendars give seven months of the ... ..., the magnetic attraction in the spirituous flames of that wild snapdragon bowl, called the Upper class; and she was angelically blonde, a straw-colou...

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... Gilbert, piteously. ‘Happily, nothing more serious,’ thrust in Lucy; ‘Mr. Bowles told Aunt Maria that he considers Gilbert’s health much improved.’ A... ...nia with needless repetitions of ‘Mamma dear,’ and plunging into what Mrs. Bowles and Miss Goldsmith had said of Mr. Dusautoy, and how he kept so few ... ..., was told by his father, ‘I cannot have this going on. You must go to Mr. Bowles directly after breakfast to-morrow, have the tooth drawn, and then g... ...tience, and not recollect this against poor Lucy. The warm indignation and championship of her husband and his son were what Albinia chiefly wished to... ...to know any- thing about it. But Albinia was already exclaiming, ‘Here’s a champion wanting to do battle with Louisa Osborn in our cause. Oh, Edmund! ... ...-boy logic well revenged!’ said Genevieve. ‘Mrs. Price shall have locks of orange red, and for Mrs. Gilbert Kendal—ah! we will content ourselves with ... ...heinously ugly it was, of tawny currish yellow (whence it was known as the Orange-man), with a bull-dog countenance; and the legs that did not limp we... ...en glow at the unexpected sight of Ulick O’More. ‘I am only deputy for the Orange man,’ he said; ‘it is Hyder Ali who ought to be dining here! Yes, it... ... was to be pressed in those kind arms, and suffered to weep freely for the champion of her younger days. When she had heard how he had thought of her ...

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...uring mill ran blue among the broad green pastures; the air smelt of cream-bowls and wheaten loaves; the firs on the beacon-ridge, far south- ward, ov... ...see bonds in all sorts of colours, Spaniards in black and white, Peruvians—orange, Mexicans—red as the British army. Well, it’s just my whim. If I lik... ...alrously advance upon the risks of right and wrong, and rank himself prime champion of a woman belied, absent, and so helpless. Be- sides, there was b... ... fields from my windows, as good as that land of yours will allow in heavy seasons.” To this the farmer replied, “I’ve not heart or will to be round a... ...e had not been a boxer in the neighbourhood like Robert Eccles, nor such a champion in all games, nor, when he set himself to it, such an invincible d... ...-luminous rela- tionship. Y oung Nic loved also to steep his spirit in the bowl; but, in addition to his never paying for his luxury, he drank as if i... ... force, with a finely-witted man’s full loath- ing; and Dahlia’s obnoxious champion had grown to be as- sociated in his mind with Dahlia. He swept the... ... newspaper, and looked much as if a fat lobworm had plunged himself into a bowl of ink, and in his literary delirium had twisted uneasily to the verge... ... so. This is good, this is blessed money!” Rhoda’s cheeks flushed to their orange-rounded swarthy red, and her dark eyes had the fervour of an exalted...

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...etting of their soles. Notwith- standing the woollen socks in which at all seasons he envel- oped his feet with the extreme care that ecclesiastics ta... ...dition was perfect calmness, and his eyelids were usually lowered over his orange-colored eyes, which could, however, give clear and piercing glances ... ... quitted, having a little plate of dainties always at his left side, and a bowl of fresh water at his right. “Well, my pretty,” said the vicar, “are y... ...the struggle. Like the seconds or sponsors who in the Middle Age armed the champion, and strengthened his valor by useful counsel until he entered the...

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..., who form the larger portion of the English book- buying public. Election-seasons called him to ballad-poetry on behalf of the T ory party. Dialer po... ...aining energies of Algernon’s mind were devoted to animadversions on swift bowling. He preached it over the county, struggling through laborious liter... ...t! “Did we beat to-day, uncle?” “Yes, boy; and we’d beat them any day they bowl fair. I’d beat them on one leg. There’s only Watkins and Featherdene a... ...And so he was dragged into the lists by Ralph, and experienced the luck of champions. For cricket, and for diving, Ralph bore away the belt: Richard’s... ...ing and running. Why will silly mortals strive to the painful pinnacles of championship? Or why, once having reached them, not have the magnanimity an... ...how the ranks of our enemies are thinned; no sooner do poor women put up a champion in their midst than she betrays them. “I see,” she said archly, “w... ...s constancy rewarded? ‘The ouzel-cock so black of hue, With orange-tawny bill; The rascal with his aim so true; The Poe... ... grumble at bridal presents being expected from grandpapas. This one smelt orange-flower, another spoke solemnly of an old shoe. The finding of a wedd... ...- solutely dangerous to walk alone in these streets. My opin- ion is, that orange-peel lasts all through the year now, and will till legislation puts ...

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...- ness, ‘Speak not of it now in the freshness of my grief! Other times and seasons are there. My soul is but newly widowed!’ Fierce was the eye of the... ...nd-hills; and whoso approached by that line I knew was he marked out as my champion, my betrothed,— a youth destined for great things. Was I right? Th... ...cers surround- ing him, and there was brought to the King a basin, a soap- bowl, and barber’s tackle. When Shibli Bagarag saw these, the uses of the b... ...d leaves of gold; among the leaves gold-feathered birds, and fruits of all seasons and every description—the droop- ing grape and the pleasant-smellin... ... the gummy date, and the oily pistachio-nut, and peaches, and citrons, and oranges, and the plum, and the fig. Surely, they were countless in number, ...

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...atey was in more than common favour, topping a pitch of rapture, for clean bowling, first ball, middle stump on the kick, the best bat of the other el... ...sustain his argument; with his “men are mortal,” and talk of a true living champion as “no chicken,” and the wordy drawl over “justification for calcu... ...d several of Matey’s doings and sayings: his running and high leaping, his bowling, a maxim or two of his, and the tight strong fellow he was; also th... ...ERE WAS NO COUNTING now on Lord Ormont’s presence in the British gathering seasons, when wheatears wing across our fields or swallows return to their ... ...eech, general opinions, professional doctrines; rolled him into a ball and bowled him, with a shrug for lamentation, over the decay of the good old or... ...e middle of the day, just to taste the favourite he welcomed at home as he championed her abroad. The reasons were numerous and intimate why she pleas... ...dozen others were heads off on the same course to that goal.’ That was her champion’s perusal of a lady candidly assert- ing her right to have breeche... ...nowledge of Aminta’s favourite colours through the dwelling of his look on orange 267 George Meredith and black, deepest rose, light yellow, light bl...

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...ike flying wings, and shadowed like wings of archangels with rose and with orange and with violet, silverwhite Alps are seen. You might take them for ... ...rrow. Let us wait. I think, my Ammiani, you are to have a lemon and not an orange. Never mind. Let us wait.’ Carlo got his forehead into a show of smo... ..., the con- spiracy for Italian freedom would not have crowed for many long seasons; the torch would have been ready, but not the 158 Vittoria magazin... ...ast unseen land. Innumerable brooks went talking to the night: torrents in seasons of rain, childish voices now, with endless involutions of a song of... ...tood over the valley they sat beneath a chest- nut tree in a semicircle of orange rock to eat the food which Angelo had procured at the inn. He poured... ...lev- erly to “ai.” Henceforth the mountaineer becomes trans- formed into a champion of humanity, hunting the wicked bearded steinbock in all corners; ... ...he children from Vittoria. They ran down with her no more to meet the vast bowls of grapes in the morning and feather their hats with vine leaves. Dep... ...but he knew that a breath of generous confi- dence from the self-appointed champion of the national cause would have subdued his impatience at royalty... ... nothing finer than luck; and besides, his adversary had a right to call a champion. “We all do it,” the soldiers assured him. “Now your blood’s up yo...

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...ngage and encounter in the midst of that broad plain; for at all times and seasons his fancy was full of the battles, enchantments, adventures, crazy ... ...ace in dread lest his master should carry out the vow he had hurled like a bowl at him. The fact of the matter as regards the helmet, steed, and knigh... ...hen they describe some lady or another in the arms of her knight under the orange trees, and the duenna who is keeping watch for them half dead with e... ...d slight his attire was, would not go in to witness the battle between her champion and her opponent. As for Sancho, he went searching all over the fl... ...ps; for, as everyone knows, the beauty of some women has its times and its seasons, and is increased or diminished by chance causes; and naturally the...

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...Fine doings! I thought you were merely in- vited to look on at the game at bowls. Who had the best of the match?” “The first game was won by Canon Bol... ...the field long enough, and now it was our turn. So a cow was driven on the bowling-green, with a bell round her neck and pink ribbons on her horns.” “... ... sir,” said Aurelia, whom he had addressed; “she was to be milked into the bowl of syllabub.” This was received with a great “Ho! ho!” and a demand wh... ...ake care of them. Should they, sister?” cried the doughty seven years’ old champion. “Who taught you that, sir?” asked Betty, trying to keep her count... ...a child not much exceeding him in height. The monster was put to rout, the champion dragged out of the pond, breathlessly explaining that he only want... ...e these agreeable recitations made you acquainted with the new poem on the Seasons by Mr. James Thomson?” “No,” replied Mr. Belamour, “my acquaintance... ...te to your bookseller, Mr. Tonson, and order a book of Mr. James Thomson’s Seasons to give to my sister Harriet, who is delighted with the ex- tracts ... ... his cousins. This did not prove a success, for Eugene constituted himself champion to Amoret, of whom Archer was very jeal- ous, though she was his d... ...ify the chimes of the church bells by the notable nursery rhyme, Oranges and lemons, Say the bells of St. Clements, &c., watched t...

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...and in tears, looked up with wonder and incredulity at seeing this amazing champion put up sud- denly to defend him: while Cuff’s astonishment was sca... ...ed; for you see his papa kept a carriage, and he was rather ashamed of his champion. Y es, when the hour of battle came, he was almost ashamed to say,... ... at a ball, planted his blows upon his adversary, and floored that unlucky champion three times running. At each fall there was a cheer; and everybody... ...ght’s pleasuring; and that Mrs. Sedley had forgiven his breaking the punch-bowl at the child’s party. Don’t you remember the ca- tastrophe, Ma’am, sev... ...ember in the pink frock, such a short time ago—the night I upset the punch-bowl, just after I was gazetted? Are you the little girl that George Osborn... ...part of the refreshments on the tables. Finally, he insisted upon having a bowl of rack punch; everybody had rack punch at V auxhall. “Waiter, rack pu... ...ich advantages were represented in the per- son of Frederick Augustus. Had orange blossoms been in- vented then (those touching emblems of female puri... ... she bestowed her young affections on the junior partner. Sweet, blooming, orange flowers! The other day I saw Miss Trotter (that was), arrayed in the... ..., who need not be mentioned. As soon as the young ladies had discussed the orange and the glass of wine which formed the ordinary conclusion of the di...

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... answer, loaded my plate from Mabel’s grillade, which, with a large wooden bowl of potatoes, formed 46 Redgauntlet our whole meal. A sprinkling from ... ...oming. Deil be in him! He has got to the lee-side of some smuggler’s punch-bowl, and he wunna budge the night, I doubt.’ ‘That is your consort’s instr... ...within as used to be at Sir Robert’s house at Pace and Yule, and such high seasons. They lap off, and my gudesire, as seemed to him, fastened his hors... ...uble about me; but, while the seniors resumed their places near an immense bowl or rather reeking cauldron of brandy-punch, the younger arranged thems... ...on the silver bottom of the tankard the huge toast, as well as the roasted orange, which had whilom floated jollily upon the brim, and rendered legibl... ...ld expecta- tions, and indigested schemes, hurry through one’s thoughts in seasons of doubt and of danger. But by arresting them as they flit across t... ...the voice of heralds were mixed with the clatter of horses’ hoofs, while a champion, armed at all points like those I had read of in romances, attende... ...the trumpets, a lane opened as if by word of command, be- twixt me and the champion, and my uncle’s voice said, “Now, 368 Redgauntlet Lilias, now!” ‘... ...isguise,—and yet, Lilias, you do not look very masculine,—had taken up the champion’s gauntlet at the present king’s coronation, and left in its place...

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...l defect of the scheme, and the remedy then suggested was to rally round a champion at the next election, in the person of one of the two men who so g... ... that was obviously one of the quaint nick- 9 Balzac names assumed by the champions of the Reformation—had set up as highly respectable cloth merchan... ...our writing-table carved and gilt, brocade window curtains, and a Japanese bowl full of flowers on the round table among a selection of the new- est b... ...e friend who con- doled with her on her isolation: “I would rather have my bowl empty than with anything in it!” This speech produced a terrible effec... ...e was so much admired in a certain bonnet that she made it do duty for two seasons. So it was in everything. Not unfrequently her artistic sense led h... ...seat. “And yet she could quit the joys of Seville, its woods and fields of orange-trees, for a Norman soldier who won her love and carried her away to... ...nce, and we saw a Spaniard, whose glittering eyes shone through a clump of orange-trees. On finding himself the object of our attention, the man vanis... ...of Bracciano found her glove. Adolphe, who had brought her back to the orange grove, might certainly have supposed that there was some purpose... ... of the Department an unhappy creature. Monsieur de Clagny was her valiant champion; he went several times to the Chateau d’Anzy to acquire the right ...

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...d ‘the weeds were wrapped about his head,’ and all the watery world of woe bowled over him. Yet even then beyond the reach of any plummet — ‘out of th... ... island; that is, dipping his consecrated and consecrating fingers into the bowl before the blessed beverage circulates. Seeing himself placed next the... ...g’s own house — the Captain coolly proceeds to wash his hands in the punch bowl; — taking it I suppose for a huge finger glass. “Now,” said Queequeg, “... ... of circumnavigations round it; peeped in at Bhering’s Straits; and in all seasons and all oceans declared everlasting war with the mightiest animated... ...Thou who, in all Thy mighty, earthly marchings, ever cullest Thy selectest champions from the kingly commons; bear me out in it, O God! Chapter 27 Kn... ...ould refer to piles of old log books beside him, wherein were set down the seasons and places in which, on various former voyages of various ships, sp... ...bber. Now as the blubber envelopes the whale precisely as the rind does an orange, so is it stripped off from the body precisely as an Chapter 67 Cut... ...s it stripped off from the body precisely as an Chapter 67 Cutting In 297 orange is sometimes stripped by spiralizing it. For the strain constantly k... ...d to you how the blubber wraps the body of the whale, as the rind wraps an orange. Just so with the head; but with this difference: about the head thi...

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...d ‘the weeds were wrapped about his head,’ and all the watery world of woe bowled over him. Y et even then beyond the reach of any plum- met— ‘out of ... ...island; that is, dipping his consecrated and consecrating fingers into the bowl before the blessed beverage circulates. Seeing himself placed next the... ... of circumnavigations round it; peeped in at Behring’s Straits; and in all seasons and all oceans declared everlasting war with the mightiest animated... ... placed before us. We resumed business; and while plying our spoons in the bowl, thinks I to myself, I wonder now if this here has any effect on the h... ...Thou who, in all Thy mighty, earthly marchings, ever cullest Thy selectest champions from the kingly commons; bear me out in it, O God! CHAPTER 27 Kni... ...ould refer to piles of old log-books beside him, wherein were set down the seasons and places in which, on various former voyages of vari- ous ships, ... ...he sperm whale’s food; and, also, calling to mind the regular, ascertained seasons for hunting him in particular latitudes; could arrive at reasonable... ...bber. Now as the blubber envelopes the whale precisely as the rind does an orange, so is it stripped off from the body precisely as an orange is some-... ...d to you how the blubber wraps the body of the whale, as the rind wraps an orange. Just so with the head; but with this difference: about the head thi...

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...iced, while the stars 445 Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Int... ...e among the flowers. Thus oft amid those fits of vulgar joy Which, through all seasons, on a child’s pursuits Are prompt attendants, ’mid that giddy bli... ...and appearances, 595 Albeit lifeless then, and doomed to sleep Until maturer seasons called them forth To impregnate and to elevate the mind. —And if ... ...s foolish pomp. The garden lay Upon a slope surmounted by a plain Of a small bowling green; beneath us stood A grove, with gleams of water through the... ...f knowledge, when all knowledge is delight, 290 And sorrow is not there! The seasons came, And every season wheresoe’er I moved Unfolded transitory qu... ...ly we travel, and how far! To have, for instance, brought upon the scene The champion, Jack the Giant killer: Lo! 280 RESIDENCE IN LONDON 111 He dons... ...unlaborious pleasure, with no task 205 More toilsome than to carve a beechen bowl For spring or fountain, which the traveller finds, When through the r...

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...iana’s beauty, whether of soul or sense, had given him delight. At all the seasons which should have been their happiest, he invariably and without i... ...of wine had bewildered his senses, a singular inci dent occurred. A small orange colored reptile, of the lizard or chameleon species, chanced to be c... ...t?” inquired I. “Beyond a doubt the directors have engaged that famous old champion to be chief conductor on the railroad?” “Why, no,” said Mr. Smooth... ..., as soon as the order was given, there was an intense red glow out of the bowl of the pipe, and a whiff of smoke came from Mother Rigby’s lips. Whenc... ...s a smoke black ened earthen stump, and became a meerschaum, with painted bowl and amber mouthpiece. It might be apprehended, however, that as the li... ...oner said than the intensely red speck of fire was glowing within the pipe bowl; and the scarecrow, without waiting for the witch’s bidding, applied t...

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...ngage and encounter in the midst of that broad plain; for at all times and seasons his fancy was full of the battles, enchantments, adventures, crazy ... ...ace in dread lest his master should carry out the vow he had hurled like a bowl at him. The fact of the matter as regards the helmet, steed, and knigh... ...hen they describe some lady or another in the arms of her knight under the orange trees, and the duenna who is keeping watch for them half dead with e... ...d slight his attire was, would not go in to witness the battle between her champion and her opponent. As for Sancho, he went searching all over the fl... ...mighty works and magnificence of its founders. It is in the form of a half orange, of enormous dimensions, and well lighted, though no light penetrate... .... Your worship’s great courage has been fully manifested already; no brave champion, so it strikes me, is bound to do more than challenge his enemy an... ...nd a great ball-player; he runs like a deer, and leaps better than a goat, bowls over the nine-pins as if by magic, sings like a lark, plays the guita... ...what I intend to amuse myself with is playing all fours at Eastertime, and bowls on Sundays and holidays; for these huntings don’t suit my condition o... ...e the greatest enemy that the Church of God our Lord had, and the greatest champion it will ever have; a knight-errant in life, a stead- 701 Cervante...