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Bingley?”
“When I am in the country,” he replied, “I never wish to leave it;
and when I am in town it is pretty much the same. They have each their
advantages, and I can be equally happy in either.”
“Aye--that is because you have the right disposition. But that
gentleman,” looking at Darcy, “seemed to think the country was nothing
at all.”
“Indeed, Mamma, you are mistaken,” said Elizabeth, blushing for her
mother. “You quite mistook Mr. Darcy. He only meant that there was not
such a variety
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copied this twaddling etymology into his Cratylus.
280 This book has been closely imitated by Virgil in his fifth book, but
it is almost useless to attempt a selection of passages for
comparison.
281 --_Thrice in order led._ This was a frequent rite at funerals. The
Romans had the same custom, which they called _decursio._ Plutarch
states that Alexander, in after times, renewed these same honours to
the memory of Achilles himself.
282 --_And swore._ Literally, and called Orcus, the god of oaths, to
witness. See Buttmann, Lexilog, p. 436.
283 "O, long expected by thy friends! from whence
Art thou so late return'd for our defence?
Do we behold thee, wearied as we are
With length of labours, and with, toils of war?
After so many funerals of thy own,
Art thou restored to thy declining town?
But say, what wounds are these? what new disgrace
Deforms the manly features of thy face?"
Dryden, xi. 369.
284 --_Like a thin smoke._ Virgil, Georg. iv. 72.
"In vain I reach my feeble hands to join
In sweet embraces--ah! no longer thine!
She said, and from his eyes the fleeting fair
Retired, like subtle smoke dissolved in air."
Dryden.
285 So Milton:--
"So eagerly the fiend
O'er bog, o'er steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare,
With head, hands, wings, or feet pursues his way,
And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies."
"Paradise Lost," ii. 948.
286 "An ancient forest, for the work design'd
(The shady covert of the savage kind).
The Trojans found: the sounding axe is placed:
Firs, pines, and pitch-trees, and the tow'ring pride
Of forest ashes, feel the fatal stroke,