Bon-Mots of Sydney Smith and R. Brinsley Sheridan

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 Excerpt: ...contribution. I did so. She never repaid me, and spent it on herself.--A/Vv--T TNDER the last regimen of his physician, Sydney Smith exclaimed to a friend, Ah! Charles, I wish I were allowed to eat even the wing of a roasted butterfly.--a/vw VyHAT a pity it is that in England we have no amusements but vice and religion. 'XS/'HEN I began to thump the cushion of my pulpit on first coming to Foston, as is my wont when I preach, the accumulated dust of a hundred and fifty years made such a cloud, that for some minutes I lost sight of my congregation. A/E were savage, said Smith, recalling the early days of the Edinburgh Review. I remember how Brougham and I sat trying one night how we could exasperate our cruelty to the utmost. We had got hold of a poor nervous little vegetarian, who had put out a poor silly little book, and when we had done our review of it, we sat trying to find one more chink, one more crevice, through which we might drop in one more drop of verjuice to eat into his bones.--WW--XJOLDING forth to a laughing circle on the subject of tithes and the Tripartite division, Sydney Smith said, ' I am sorry to tell you that the great historian, Hallam, has declared himself in favour of the Tripartite, and contends that it was so, in the age of King Fiddlefred; but we of the Church, he continued, slapping his breast mock-heroically, ' say, 'a fig for King Fiddlefred; we will keep our tithes to ourselves.' TANTE-in his Purgatorio would have assigned five hundred years of assenting to Hallam, and as many to Rogers of praising his fellow-creatures. TALKING of absence of mind--the oddest instance of absence of mind happened to me once in forgetting my own name. I knocked at a door in London; asked, Is M...