. And after so great a gap in his matrimonial felicity--when his death was reckoned certain, his estate settled, his name dismissed from memory, and his wife, long, long ago, resigned to her autumnal widowhood--he entered the door one evening, quietly, as from a day's absence, and became a loving spouse till death.
Some retrospective perception of this came long afterward when I read his essays, and after I knew all of his poetry, and later yet when I read the 'Vicar of Wakefield
'; but for the present my eyes were holden, as the eyes of a boy mostly are in the world of art.
These are the York, the Chester, the Wakefield
, and the Coventry cycles.
Damon, who had a curious habit of "blessing" everything that happened to strike his fancy.
The "livre de lecture" was the "Vicar of Wakefield
," much used in foreign schools because it is supposed to contain prime samples of conversational English; it might, however, have been a Runic scroll for any resemblance the words, as enunciated by Jules, bore to the language in ordinary use amongst the natives of Great Britain.
In Les Courbezon, the French Vicar of Wakefield
, as Sainte-Beuve declared, with this imposing background, the Church and the world, as they shape themselves in the Cevennes, the priest and the peasant, occupy about an equal share of interest.
"You may easily believe," said he, "how great was the difficulty to persuade my father that all necessary knowledge was not comprised in the noble art of bookkeeping; and, indeed, I believe I left him incredulous to the last, for his constant answer to my unwearied entreaties was the same as that of the Dutch schoolmaster in The Vicar of Wakefield
And I know he has read the Vicar of Wakefield
. He never read the Romance of the Forest, nor The Children of the Abbey.
,' used to do the same of a Sunday as o' weekdays, and took no heed to right or wrong, as if there was nayther God nor devil.
She never finds herself very soon, so the minute her cap began to bob like a top-heavy dahlia, I whipped the VICAR OF WAKEFIELD
out of my pocket, and read away, with one eye on him and one on Aunt.
I never liked any clergyman except the Vicar of Wakefield
From that blessed little room, Roderick Random, Peregrine Pickle, Humphrey Clinker, Tom Jones, the Vicar of Wakefield
, Don Quixote, Gil Blas, and Robinson Crusoe, came out, a glorious host, to keep me company.