It is very curious that the sea, which brings the colour back to our cheeks, generally takes it from our ribbons!
It is the same with dispositions as with bonnets; it is not every one that can stand the sea-side.
Scandal is a rank weed which is generally found in great profusion near the sea-coast.
A watering-place is a harbour of refuge, that we, poor weak vessels, after having been tossed about for nine months in the year, are obliged, during the other three, to put into for repairs.
I am frequently reminded, when I see a party about to start in a pleasure boat, of the effect of a London season. Every one is so gay and blooming, so full of health and spirits at the starting, but how pale, dejected, dragged, drenched, and fairly sickened they look, if you chance to see them returning at the end of it!
SONG OF THE TRANSPLANTED SHAMROCK.
"One of the Royal servants brought with him to the train a sod of shamrock which had been dug up in the grounds attached to the Viceregal Lodge. A porcelain pot received the plant, which, as it had been obtained at the special request of Her Majesty, is probably destined to be transplanted to some of the Royal grounds, and cultivated as a memento of a visit which will be long memorable in Ireland."—Dublin Daily Express.
Erin mavourneen, torn up from thy green,
Lonely, withered, and drooped for a while,