Showing posts with label rejoice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rejoice. Show all posts

Monday, 13 August 2012

And there was great rejoicing



. . . we knew each other on the instant, and there was great rejoicing, in a wary sort of way, for we’d never been your usual bosom pals, both being leery by nature.


Flashman on the March, p.10, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Monday, 5 September 2011

Your glorious pedestal



“Aye,” says he sourly, looking me up and down, “I wish I’d a guinea for every poor bastard whose bones must have gone into making your glorious pedestal. Gaudetque viam fecisse ruina,* I’ll lay!”



*He rejoices to have made his way by ruin – Lucan.



Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.41, Harper Collins, 1995.


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