The Gentleman's Magazine, 234. kötetF. Jefferies, 1873 |
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13. oldal
... turning very pale , scrutinised me for a second , I know not with what dreadful thought in his mind ; then we sat down side by side on the sofa , and I told him as best I could . " How much do you owe altogether ? " he asked . " Fifteen ...
... turning very pale , scrutinised me for a second , I know not with what dreadful thought in his mind ; then we sat down side by side on the sofa , and I told him as best I could . " How much do you owe altogether ? " he asked . " Fifteen ...
14. oldal
... turned to go , looking back on the threshold to add : " You had better apprise your father of your arrival by telegraph , and go to - night . " " Won't to - morrow do ? " I said . " My father will think something terrible has happened ...
... turned to go , looking back on the threshold to add : " You had better apprise your father of your arrival by telegraph , and go to - night . " " Won't to - morrow do ? " I said . " My father will think something terrible has happened ...
18. oldal
... turned to me and said , as if apologising for what looked like reproach , " And you , Lolo , have always been good to your father . " We clasped each other's hands , and were both full of thoughts we hardly knew how to utter . At last ...
... turned to me and said , as if apologising for what looked like reproach , " And you , Lolo , have always been good to your father . " We clasped each other's hands , and were both full of thoughts we hardly knew how to utter . At last ...
19. oldal
... turned suddenly cold and sick , remembering that for such trumpery as this I had made myself , and all dear to me , ashamed and unhappy . When we reached the station , however , and I caught a glimpse of father's white head in a third ...
... turned suddenly cold and sick , remembering that for such trumpery as this I had made myself , and all dear to me , ashamed and unhappy . When we reached the station , however , and I caught a glimpse of father's white head in a third ...
31. oldal
... turned on the mystification ( or properly , " humbugging " ) of a foreigner who has arrived in the great capital , and in the English version this is twisted into a pantomimic figure with long coat - tails streaming behind him , while ...
... turned on the mystification ( or properly , " humbugging " ) of a foreigner who has arrived in the great capital , and in the English version this is twisted into a pantomimic figure with long coat - tails streaming behind him , while ...
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324. oldal - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o
311. oldal - Sans check, to good and bad : but when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander. What plagues, and what portents! what mutiny! What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture ! O, when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick.
636. oldal - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
659. oldal - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest; Which his fair tongue, (conceit's expositor,) Delivers in such apt and gracious words.
422. oldal - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
655. oldal - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
419. oldal - A fool, a fool ! I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool ; — a miserable world : — As I do live by food, I met a fool ; Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun, And rail'd on lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms, — and yet a motley fool. Good morrow, fool, quoth I : No, sir...
635. oldal - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
636. oldal - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world: or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thought Imagine howling: — 'tis too horrible!
646. oldal - The cease of majesty Dies not alone ; but, like a gulf, doth draw What's near it with it : it is a massy wheel, Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount, To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things Are mortis'd and adjoin'd ; which, when it falls, Each small annexment, petty consequence, Attends the boisterous ruin.