Godolphin, Volume 4.Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Godolphin, Volume 4.
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
Two nights before their departure, Lady Erpingham gave a farewell party to
her more intimate acquaintance. Saville, who always contrived to be well
with every one who was worth the trouble it cost him, was of course among
the guests. Years had somewhat scathed him since he last appeared on our
stage. Women had ceased to possess much attraction for his jaded eyes:
gaming and speculation had gradually spread over the tastes once directed
to other pursuits. His vivacity had deserted him in great measure, as
years and infirmity began to stagnate and knot up the current of his
veins; but conversation still possessed for and derived from him its
wonted attraction. The sparkling jeu d'esprit had only sobered down into
the quiet sarcasm; and if his wit rippled less freshly to the breeze of
the present moment, it was coloured more richly by the glittering sands
which rolled down from the experience that over shadowed the current. For
the wisdom of the worldly is like the mountains that, sterile without,
conceal within them unprofitable ore: only the filings and particles
escape to the daylight and sparkle in the wave; the rest wastes idly
within. The Pactolus takes but the sand-drifts from the hoards lost to
use in the Tmolus.
"And how," said Saville, seating himself by Lady Erpingham, "how shall we
bear London when you are gone? When society--the everlasting draught--had
begun to pall upon us, you threw your pearl into the cup; and now we are
grown so luxurious, that we shall never bear the wine without the pearl."
"But the pearl gave no taste to the wine: it only dissolved itself--idly,
and in vain."
"Ah, my dear Lady Erpingham, the dullest of us, having once seen the
pearl, could at least imagine that we were able to appreciate the
subtleties of its influence. Where, in this little world of tedious
realities, can we find anything even to imagine about, when you abandon
us?"
"Nay! do you conceive that I am so ignorant of the framework of society as
to suppose that I shall not be easily replaced? King succeeds king,
without reference to the merits of either: so, in London, idol follows
idol, though one be of jewels and the other of brass. Perhaps, when I
return, I shall find you kneeling to the dull Lady A----, or worshipping
the hideous Lady Z----."
"'Le temps assez souvent a rendu legitime
Ce qui sembloit d'abord ne se pouvoir sans crime;"'
answered Saville with a mock heroic air. "The fact is, that we are an
indolent people; the person who succeeds the most with us has but to push
the most. You know how Mrs. ----, in spite of her red arms, her red gown,
her city pronunciation, and her city connexions, managed--by dint of
perseverance alone--to become a dispenser of consequence to the very
countesses whom she at first could scarcely coax into a courtesy. The
person who can stand ridicule and rudeness has only to desire to become
the fashion--she or he must be so sooner or later."
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