[Kenilworth by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookKenilworth CHAPTER I 9/14
Tempt not the sea, for she is a devourer.
Let cards and cockatrices do their worst, thy father's bales may bide a banging for a year or two ere thou comest to the Spital; but the sea hath a bottomless appetite,--she would swallow the wealth of Lombard Street in a morning, as easily as I would a poached egg and a cup of clary.
And for my kinsman's Eldorado, never trust me if I do not believe he has found it in the pouches of some such gulls as thyself .-- But take no snuff in the nose about it; fall to and welcome, for here comes the supper, and I heartily bestow it on all that will take share, in honour of my hopeful nephew's return, always trusting that he has come home another man .-- In faith, kinsman, thou art as like my poor sister as ever was son to mother." "Not quite so like old Benedict Lambourne, her husband, though," said the mercer, nodding and winking.
"Dost thou remember, Mike, what thou saidst when the schoolmaster's ferule was over thee for striking up thy father's crutches ?--it is a wise child, saidst thou, that knows its own father.
Dr.Bircham laughed till he cried again, and his crying saved yours." "Well, he made it up to me many a day after," said Lambourne; "and how is the worthy pedagogue ?" "Dead," said Giles Gosling, "this many a day since." "That he is," said the clerk of the parish; "I sat by his bed the whilst.
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