The well-insured Indiaman, with her cargo of millions, comes safe into port; while the whole venture of some hardy veteran of the wave, founders within sight of his native shore.

So is it ever; where success would be all and every thing, it never comes -- but only be indifferent or regardless, and fortune is at your feet, suing and imploring your acceptance of her favours.

What would I not have given for one half of that solicitude now so kindly expressed in my favour by Miss Bingham, if syllabled by the lips of Lady Jane Callonby -- how would my heart have throbbed for one light smile from one, while I ungratefully basked in the openly avowed preference of the other.

These were my first thoughts--what were the succeeding ones?
"Comment elle est belle," said a Frenchwoman, turning round in the box next to us, and directing at the same moment the eyes of a moustached hero upon my fair companion.
What a turn to my thoughts did this unexpected ejaculation give rise to! I now began to consider her more attentively, and certainly concurred fully in the Frenchwoman's verdict.

I had never see her look half so well before.