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[5] pensions: 'PENSION. Pay given to a slave of state for treason to his country.'βJOHNSON'S Dictionary.
CHAPTER VII[6] β¦ of a beautiful day: See Denys Montfort: Histoire Naturelle des Mollusques; Vues GΓ©nΓ©rales, pp. 37, 38. (P.) The second half of this speech by Mr Asterias and the opening sentence of his previous speech are a paraphrase from Montfort, pp. 37-9.
CHAPTER X[7] Mr Burke's graduated scale of the sublime: There must be some mistake in this, for the whole honourable band of gentlemen-pensioners has resolved unanimously, that Mr Burke was a very sublime person, particularly after he had prostituted his own soul, and betrayed his country and mankind, for 1200_l_. a year: yet he does not appear to have been a very terrible personage, and certainly went off with a very small portion of human respect, though he contrived to excite, in a great degree, the astonishment of all honest men. Our immaculate laureate (who gives us to understand that, if he had not been purified by holy matrimony into a mystical type, he would have died a virgin,) is another sublime gentleman of the same genus: he very much astonished some persons when he sold his birthright for a pot of sack; but not even his Sosia has a grain of respect for him, though, doubtless, he thinks his name very terrible to the enemy, when he flourishes his criticopoeticopolitical tomahawk, and sets up his Indian yell for the blood of his old friends: but, at best, he is a mere political scarecrow, a man of straw, ridiculous to all who know of what materials he is made; and to none more so, than to those who have stuffed him, and set him up, as the Priapus of the garden of the golden apples of corruption.
CHAPTER XI[8] β¦ vanishes in the smoke of death: Childe Harold, canto 4. cxxiv. cxxvi.
[9] β¦ and reaps the whirlwind: Childe Harold, canto 4. cxxiii.
[10] β¦ or to endure: Ibid. canto 3. lxxi.
[11] β¦ whose gums are poison: Ibid. canto 4. cxxi. cxxxvi.
[12] β¦ exist only in himself: Childe Harold, canto 4. cxxii.
CHAPTER XIII[13] sedet, oeternumque sedebit: Sits, and will sit for ever.
CHAPTER XIV[14] a pint of port and a pistol: See The Sorrows of Werter, Letter 93.
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