Thackeray the Humourist and the Man of Letters: The Story of His Life and Literary Labours, Including a Selection from His Characteristic Speeches, Now for the First Time Gathered TogetherD. Appleton, 1864 - 242 oldal |
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194. oldal - The successors of Charles V. may disdain their brethren of England: but the romance of ' Tom Jones,' that exquisite picture of human manners, will outlive the palace of the Escurial and the Imperial Eagle of Austria.
236. oldal - Do you know what day it is ?" she continued. "It is the 29th of December — it is your birthday ! But last year we did not drink it — no, no. My lord was cold, and my Harry was likely to die ; and my brain was in a fever ; and we had no wine. But now — now you are come again, bringing your sheaves with you, my dear.
232. oldal - But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," Phcebus replied, and touched my trembling ears.
28. oldal - Dowager), a lady of very remarkable endowments, would kindly borrow our books from us, lend us her own, and graciously talk to us young men about our literary tastes and pursuits. In the respect paid by this Court to the Patriarch of letters, there was something ennobling, I think, alike to the subject and sovereign. With a five-and-twenty years...
26. oldal - Rauch's statuette. His complexion was very bright, clear and rosy. His eyes extraordinarily dark, piercing and brilliant.* I felt quite afraid before them, and recollect comparing them to the eyes of the hero of a certain romance called Melnoth the Wanderer...
27. oldal - Vidi tantum. I saw him but three times. Once walking in the garden of his house in the Frauenplan ; once going to step into his chariot on a sunshiny day, wearing a cap and a cloak with a red collar. He was caressing at the time a beautiful little golden-haired granddaughter, over whose sweet fair face the earth has long since closed too.
25. oldal - After three-and-twenty years absence, I passed a couple of summer days in the well-remembered place, and was fortunate enough to find some of the friends of my youth. Madame de Goethe was there, and received me and my daughters with the kindness of old days. We drank tea in the open air at the famous cottage in the Park,f which still belongs to the family, and had been so often inhabited by her illustrious father.
109. oldal - ... or my Lord, appended to their names, or stars and ribbons hooked on to their coats and waistcoats, as men most undoubtedly are, and as their wives, families, and relations are ; there can be no reason why men of letters should not have the chance, as well as men of the robe or the sword; or why, if honour and money are good for one profession, they should not be good for another.
66. oldal - Who can listen," exclaimed Thackeray, "to objections regarding such a book as this? It seems to me a national benefit, and to every man or woman who reads it a personal kindness.
232. oldal - Another Finis written. Another mile-stone passed on this journey from birth to the next world ! Sure it is a subject for solemn cogitation. Shall we continue this story-telling business and be voluble to the end of our age ? Will it not be presently time, O prattler, to hold your tongue...