Lavengro: The Scholar, the Gypsy, the PriestBorrow, George
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Lavengro: The Scholar, the Gypsy, the Priest
Borrow, George
England -- Fiction; Romanies -- Fiction
solicitous that he should choose for himself a profession, offering to
his choice either the army or law--he was calculated to shine in either
of these professions--for, like many others of his countrymen, he was
brave and eloquent; but he did not wish to shackle himself with a
profession. As, however, his minority did not terminate till he was
three-and-twenty, of which age he wanted nearly two years, during which
he would be entirely dependent on his guardians, he deemed it expedient
to conceal, to a certain degree, his sentiments, temporising with the old
gentlemen, with whom, notwithstanding his many irregularities, he was a
great favourite, and at whose death he expected to come into a yet
greater property than that which he inherited from his parents.
Such is a brief account of Francis Ardry--of my friend Francis Ardry; for
the acquaintance, commenced in the singular manner with which the reader
is acquainted, speedily ripened into a friendship which endured through
many long years of separation, and which still endures certainly on my
part, and on his--if he lives; but it is many years since I have heard
from Francis Ardry.
And yet many people would have thought it impossible for our friendship
to have lasted a week, for in many respects no two people could be more
dissimilar. He was an Irishman, I an Englishman; he fiery, enthusiastic
and open-hearted, I neither fiery, enthusiastic nor open-hearted; he fond
of pleasure and dissipation, I of study and reflection. Yet it is of
such dissimilar elements that the most lasting friendships are formed: we
do not like counterparts of ourselves. "Two great talkers will not
travel far together," is a Spanish saying; I will add, "Nor two silent
people"; we naturally love our opposites.
So Francis Ardry came to see me, and right glad I was to see him, for I
had just flung my books and papers aside, and was wishing for a little
social converse; and when we had conversed for some little time together,
Francis Ardry proposed that we should go to the play to see Kean; so we
went to the play, and saw--not Kean, who at that time was ashamed to show
himself, but--a man who was not ashamed to show himself, and who people
said was a much better man than Kean--as I have no doubt he was--though
whether he was a better actor I cannot say, for I never saw Kean. {210}
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