Out of His Head: A Romance ... [Also, Paul Lynde's Sketch Book]Thomas Bailey Aldrich Carleton, 1862 - 226 oldal |
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48. oldal
... going to the bad by a through - train . Of course my remonstrances were thrown away . What is the use of advising a man who is tired to death ? In the meanwhile , my own life passed tran- quilly enough , with the reading of books on ...
... going to the bad by a through - train . Of course my remonstrances were thrown away . What is the use of advising a man who is tired to death ? In the meanwhile , my own life passed tran- quilly enough , with the reading of books on ...
74. oldal
... going to fly away , and never does , is L'Amour . Dear me ! some of you have charac- ters , and some of you have n't . This is Rose Bonbon , and this , Madam la Marquise with the snowiest shoulder in Louisiana . You should see them with ...
... going to fly away , and never does , is L'Amour . Dear me ! some of you have charac- ters , and some of you have n't . This is Rose Bonbon , and this , Madam la Marquise with the snowiest shoulder in Louisiana . You should see them with ...
83. oldal
... going for Dr. Pendegrast , the other day . A manikin musician , playing a few exquisite airs on a miniature piano , likewise excited much admiration . This figure bore such an absurd , unintentional resemblance to a gentleman who has ...
... going for Dr. Pendegrast , the other day . A manikin musician , playing a few exquisite airs on a miniature piano , likewise excited much admiration . This figure bore such an absurd , unintentional resemblance to a gentleman who has ...
116. oldal
... going , so ceaselessly . Always wandering . No resting spot . No tranquil fireside . But on through snow - storms . Whipped by the sleet . Burnt by the sun . Blinded by the bronzed dust of the desert . I used to lie in bed , and think ...
... going , so ceaselessly . Always wandering . No resting spot . No tranquil fireside . But on through snow - storms . Whipped by the sleet . Burnt by the sun . Blinded by the bronzed dust of the desert . I used to lie in bed , and think ...
119. oldal
... going up and down . Am I to become mellow in the head like these ? Ay ; but not yet . The man who brings me food three times a day , is not my keeper ; the refined and cheerful gentlemen with whom I converse in our high- walled garden ...
... going up and down . Am I to become mellow in the head like these ? Ay ; but not yet . The man who brings me food three times a day , is not my keeper ; the refined and cheerful gentlemen with whom I converse in our high- walled garden ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Amaryllis Anglice Antoine's arms Arthur Jocelyn balmoral Beau Ideal beauty Bonton Brandon broke Cecil Roylstone Celeste chair CHAPTER cheroot child cholera Christina Clementina clouds Crandall street cried crowded dark Davie Howe's dead death doctor door dream dress eyes face feet fingers flower garden gentleman Gervase girl glass grew hair hand heard heart Howland Jove Julius Kenneth Kate kissed lady Langdon laugh LES MISERABLES light looked lounge Lynde Markem Mary Ware meerschaum Miss Badeau Miss Hepzibah Molineux MOON-APPARATUS morning never night passed Paul Lynde Pendegrast Père Antoine person Philip Winter Piscataqua river porch pretty woman Red Domino Reuben Walforde rose seemed shadow Sir Godfrey smile stood strange thee things thou thought three-cent pieces Tibbs twilight Venus de Medici village voice walked Walter Brandt watch whispered window woman worshipful John Jocelyn young
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172. oldal - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
34. oldal - ... inherit us : our looks are strange : And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy. Or else the island princes over-bold Have eat our substance, and the minstrel sings Before them of the ten years' war in Troy, And our great deeds, as half-forgotten things.
113. oldal - It is a way of mine to put this and that together ! " " If you intend to betray me — " " O, no, but I don't, or I should not be here — alone with you. I am, as you may allow, not quite a fool.
127. oldal - ... Literary History of England, p. 54. From the slight and more or less conflicting evidence of these funerals we learn but little of the nature of the other world. . We have seen that there is no suggestion of comrades meeting after death, no cry like Lord Thomas's " stay for me " (Child, 73), no Wait for me there ; I shall not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale,1 and the line already quoted, " gum-dream ofgeaf, Codes leoht geceas " (v. 2469), implies no eager or voluntary choice. Nor does that...
176. oldal - Though the sedge is withered from the Lake And no birds sing. Why four kisses — you will say — why four because I wish to restrain the headlong impetuosity of my Muse — she would have fain said "score" without hurting the rhyme — but we must temper the Imagination as the Critics say with Judgment.
160. oldal - Antoine could not pacify her. By and by she ceased to weep, and went about the cottage with a dreary, disconsolate air that cut Antoine to the heart. A long-tailed paroquet, which she had brought with her in the ship, walked solemnly behind her from room to room, mutely pining, it seemed, for those heavy orient airs that used to ruffle its brilliant plumage.