Old Maga--God bless his cocked hat!--shakes his venerable head sagatiously, notwithstanding his keen relish for the humourous.
(1847 letter to John Murray, Selected Melville Letters)
It is wonderful how many go through the world with eyes shut, with minds unawake; but without the keen relish of the beautiful, without souls sensitive of lofty emotion, they have the enjoyments of animals, and are dull to painful reactions. (Scenes Beyond the Western Border, May 1852)
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