My Old Portfolio; Or, Tales and SketchesSmith, Elder, and Company, 1832 - 310 oldal |
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iii. oldal
... is conclusive- " The date is out of such prolixity . " The reader likes to get into the heart of the mystery without loss of time . It only provokes him to see a fellow scraping and bowing for half an hour instead of coming to the.
... is conclusive- " The date is out of such prolixity . " The reader likes to get into the heart of the mystery without loss of time . It only provokes him to see a fellow scraping and bowing for half an hour instead of coming to the.
iv. oldal
... heart you despise . Say frankly- " I have done what I could : if you like it , well ; if you dislike it — well , also . " True , if you say so , you will considerably lower yourself in the good graces of several respectable gentle- men ...
... heart you despise . Say frankly- " I have done what I could : if you like it , well ; if you dislike it — well , also . " True , if you say so , you will considerably lower yourself in the good graces of several respectable gentle- men ...
1. oldal
... woods , pour forth the countless songs of their merry hearts , as if they enjoyed a polite happiness in seeing such respectable members of society B sauntering through the green lanes ; and the re- spectable Summer Thoughts and Rambles.
... woods , pour forth the countless songs of their merry hearts , as if they enjoyed a polite happiness in seeing such respectable members of society B sauntering through the green lanes ; and the re- spectable Summer Thoughts and Rambles.
8. oldal
... heart was easily touched , and our feelings quickly awakened . No wonder we love the ancestral woods and chateaux of the Saone and Loire , of Vaucluse and Dordogne ! No wonder that the lovely scenes of Guienne , and Anjou , and pastoral ...
... heart was easily touched , and our feelings quickly awakened . No wonder we love the ancestral woods and chateaux of the Saone and Loire , of Vaucluse and Dordogne ! No wonder that the lovely scenes of Guienne , and Anjou , and pastoral ...
15. oldal
... hearts , her bright eyes , and her noble deeds ; she is ready for thee with her flood of ancient song , her stately castles , and her grey time - honoured tombs ! Scotland is rich in fine rivers , but she is not particularly happy in ...
... hearts , her bright eyes , and her noble deeds ; she is ready for thee with her flood of ancient song , her stately castles , and her grey time - honoured tombs ! Scotland is rich in fine rivers , but she is not particularly happy in ...
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My Old Portfolio: Or, Tales and Sketches: by Henry Glassford Bell Henry Bell Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
My Old Portfolio: Or, Tales and Sketches: by Henry Glassford Bell Henry Bell Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
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155. oldal - Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep, — that death is slumber, And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live. — I look on high; Has some unknown omnipotence unfurled The veil of life and death? or do I lie In dream, and does the mightier world of sleep Spread far around and inaccessibly Its circles?
201. oldal - And standest undecayed within our presence, Thou wilt hear nothing till the Judgment morning, When the great trump shall thrill thee with its warning.
137. oldal - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
5. oldal - Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm south, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim.
87. oldal - Turningvort was a man of speculative as well as practical science, and there was a favourite discovery which he had long been endeavouring to make, and in accomplishing which he imagined he had at last succeeded that very morning. Like all other manufacturers of terrestrial legs, he had ever found the chief difficulty in his progress towards perfection to consist in its being...
122. oldal - Fitzclarence."— Julia's cheeks grew first as white as her brow, and then as red as her lips. As soon as breakfast was over, she retired to her own apartment, whither we must, for once, take the liberty of following her. She sat herself down before her mirror, and deliberately took from her hair a very tasteful little knot of fictitious flowers, which she had fastened in it when she rose. One naturally expected that she was about to replace this ornament with something more splendid — a few jewels,...
91. oldal - I may walk. Don't stand gaping there, but come out and relieve me, or I shall be out of sight, and you will not be able to overtake me." The mechanician grew very pale ; he was evidently not prepared for this new difficulty. He lost not a moment, however, in following the merchant to do what he could towards extricating him from so awkward a predicament. The merchant, or rather the merchant's leg, was walking very quick, and Turningvort, being an elderly man, found it no easy matter to make up to...