“When Jericho fell, weeping was permitted, and in Babylon it was fashionable to make a memorable moan by the retreating waters. But here you must go to your office, looking spritely, with a sparkle even if synthetic in your eye. For who dares to stand up and say ‘We are weary! O Christ but we are weary!’ ”
(Elizabeth Smart, The Assumption of the Rogues & Rascals, p. 23.)
“83. When Fust, or Faustus, sold at Paris his first printed bibles as manuscripts, the price of a parchment copy was reduced from four or five hundred to sixty, fifty, and forty crowns. The public was at first pleased with the cheapness, and at length provoked by the discovery of the fraud. (Mattaire, Annal. Typograph. tom. i. p. 12.; first edition).”
(Edward Gibbon, The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, vol. IV, chapter XLIV; p. 802 in volume 2 of the Penguin edition.)
“The Decemvirs had neglected to impart the sanction of Zaleucus, which so long maintained the integrity of his republic. A Locrian who proposed any new law, stood forth in the assembly of the people with a cord round his neck, and if the law was rejected, the innovator was instantly strangled.”
(Edward Gibbon, The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, vol. IV, chapter XLI;V pp. 783–4 in volume 2 of the Penguin edition.)
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“Such pretty details as this [Nathaniel] Wraxall missed; also details less pretty, such as two men whom [Richard] Twiss observed when ‘strolling one day about Lisbon in search of new objects’, who had each a large baboon on his shoulders, freeing his head from vermin; it seems they were hired out for this purpose. ‘They seem’, says Twiss, ‘to be the lousiest people I know of, especially the women, who have an enormous quantity of hair.’ ”
(Rose Macaulay, They Went to Portugal Too, pp. 176–7.)
“Another, Jerome Allen, a century and a half later, an intimate of the Portuguese nobility and himself half Portuguese, became pen-maker to the court and a favourite of the king and queen, brilliantly conducted theological disputations before the court, and designed a balloon which (unlike some Portuguese balloons) really went up: it had for passenger an immense baboon in a sailor suit. The baboon, not liking the trip, jumped into the Tagus and was drowned, but, as he was a baboon of malevolent disposition, no one minded, and the episode added prestige to the college.”
(Rose Macaulay, They Went to Portugal Too, pp. 85–86.)
“After Lisbon and Oporto, there are only two considerable towns in Portugal, Coimbra and Évora, and Évora, the smaller of the two, is the more interesting.*
* I find that Braga has a slightly larger population than Coimbra, but leave the remark unchallenged in order not to spoil my argument.”
(Sacheverell Sitwell, Portugal and Madeira, p. 142.)
“Setúbal wafts fish oil into the blue skies and, concurrently, should echo to the banging of sardine tins, except that the canning is carried out discreetly behind closed factory doors. It is a dusty town, and can be blinding in the heat and glare.”
(Sacheverell Sitwell, Portugal and Madeira, p. 137.)
“Sergio envied the few resolute anti-Fascists he knew, Communists and the like, because their attitude was as clear as that of the Fascists. But he was not able to distill his doubts and disgust into an unambiguous attitude, a plan of action. Even though he hated Fascism, he felt that it had wormed its way into his blood, not in the form of political allegiance, but rather as a kind of torpor and mortal passivity, like a poison that slowly intoxicates and weakens the body.”
(Alberto Moravia, The Two Friends, trans. Marina Harss, version A, p. 11.)
“There are problems in this for the modern reader. Few of us share the extent and depth of Camões’s knowledge or the classics, and the pleasures of recognition, that agreeable Renaissance game of spotting how the poet has adapted a favourite passage from a classical author and refurbished it to serve a contemporary purpose, plays little part in our reading.”
(Landeg White, introduction to Luis Vaz de Camões’s The Lusíads, p. xiii.)