Character Sketches of Romance, Fiction, and the Drama, Vol. 4: A Revised American Edition of the Reader's HandbookBrewer, Ebenezer Cobham
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Character Sketches of Romance, Fiction, and the Drama, Vol. 4: A Revised American Edition of the Reader's Handbook
Brewer, Ebenezer Cobham
Allusions; Fiction -- Dictionaries; Literature -- Dictionaries
The Thymbræan god
With Mars I saw and Pallas.
Dantê, _Purgatory_, xii. (1308).
=Thymert=, priest and guardian of Guenn. Beloved by the fisherfolk,
and secretly in love with his beautiful ward. He finds her drowned on
the shore of his island home.--Blanche Willis Howard, _Guenn_ (1883).
=Thyrsis=, a herdsman introduced in the _Idylls_ of Theocrĭtos, and in
Virgil’s _Eclogue_, vii. Any shepherd or rustic is so called.
Hard by, a cottage chimney smokes
From betwixt two agêd oaks,
Where Corydon and Thyrsis met,
Are at their savory dinner set.
Milton, _L’Allegro_ (1638).
=Thyrsus=, a long pole with an ornamental head of ivy, vine leaves, or
a fir cone, carried by Bacchus and by his votaries at the celebration
of his rites. It was emblematic of revelry and drunkenness.
[_I will_] abash the frantic thyrsus with my song.
Akenside, _Hymn to the Naiads_ (1767).
=Tibbs= (_Beau_), a poor, clever, dashing young spark, who had the
happy art of fancying he knew all the _haut monde_, and that all the
_monde_ knew him; that his garret was the choicest spot in London, for
its commanding view of the Thames; that his wife was a lady of
distinguished airs; and that his infant daughter would marry a peer.
He took off his hat to every man and woman of fashion, and made out
that dukes, lords, duchesses, and ladies addressed him simply as Ned.
His hat was pinched up with peculiar smartness; his looks were pale,
thin, and sharp, round his neck he wore a broad black ribbon, and in
his bosom a glass pin; his coat was trimmed with tarnished lace; and
his stockings were silk. Beau Tibbs interlarded his rapid talk with
fashionable oaths, such as, “Upon my soul! egad!”
“I was asked to dine yesterday,” he says, “at the Duchess of
Piccadilly’s. My Lord Mudler was there. ‘Ned,’ said he, ‘I’ll hold
gold to silver I can tell you where you were poaching last night ... I
hope Ned, it will improve your fortune,’ ‘Fortune, my lord? five
hundred a year at least--great secret--let it go no further.’ My lord
took me down in his chariot to his country seat yesterday, and we had
a _tête-à-tête_ dinner in the country.” “I fancy you told us just now
you dined yesterday at the duchess’s, in town.” “Did I so?” replied
he, coolly. “To be sure, egad! now I do remember--yes, I had two
dinners yesterday.”--Letter liv.
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