Littell's Living Age, 133. kötetLittell, Son and Company, 1877 |
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9. oldal
... never tired of in dreamland , the writer of " histories " praising with all the cordiality of his na- what they are on the knife - board of an ture , and to whom he refers his readers omnibus . True insight may be shown in for portraits ...
... never tired of in dreamland , the writer of " histories " praising with all the cordiality of his na- what they are on the knife - board of an ture , and to whom he refers his readers omnibus . True insight may be shown in for portraits ...
11. oldal
... never happened to meet one . His stories , like " Vanity Fair , " may be described as novels without a hero . It is not merely that his characters are imper- fect , but that they are deficient in the finer ingredients which go to make ...
... never happened to meet one . His stories , like " Vanity Fair , " may be described as novels without a hero . It is not merely that his characters are imper- fect , but that they are deficient in the finer ingredients which go to make ...
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... never goes out ; and if he did go out , he never comes up- stairs . I thought Oswald would have come this evening , " Miss Cherry said , in a tone which for her sounded querulous ; and she looked from one to the other of the young ...
... never goes out ; and if he did go out , he never comes up- stairs . I thought Oswald would have come this evening , " Miss Cherry said , in a tone which for her sounded querulous ; and she looked from one to the other of the young ...
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... never could have loved her ; though indeed I don't know why not , for men being middle - aged is no guarantee , " Miss Cherry added , with a little sigh , " against their making fools of themselves for young girls ; but it would have ...
... never could have loved her ; though indeed I don't know why not , for men being middle - aged is no guarantee , " Miss Cherry added , with a little sigh , " against their making fools of themselves for young girls ; but it would have ...
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... never here ? and why did Cara know how I am to break it to her , and in take his absence so quietly ? These were her weak state of health . " the two leading thoughts with which he perplexed himself ; and as he never made out any sort ...
... never here ? and why did Cara know how I am to break it to her , and in take his absence so quietly ? These were her weak state of health . " the two leading thoughts with which he perplexed himself ; and as he never made out any sort ...
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547. oldal - Less Philomel will deign a song In her sweetest saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustomed oak. Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy!
256. oldal - In that day shall there be an altar to the Lord in the midst of the land of Egypt, and a pillar at the border thereof to the Lord.
484. oldal - Diverse lingue, orribili favelle, parole di dolore, accenti d'ira, voci alte e fioche, e suon di man con elle facevano un tumulto, il qual s'aggira sempre in quell'aura sanza tempo tinta, come la rena quando turbo18 spira.
204. oldal - Lord," he said to the Duke of Devonshire, " I am sure that I can save this country, and that nobody else can.
545. oldal - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
35. oldal - Falkland ; a person of such prodigious parts of learning and knowledge, of that inimitable sweetness and delight in conversation, of so flowing and obliging a humanity and goodness to mankind, and of that primitive simplicity and integrity of life, that if there were no other brand upon this odious and accursed civil war, than that single loss, it must be most infamous and execrable to all posterity.
39. oldal - ... upon any occasion of action, he always engaged his person in those troops, which he thought, by the forwardness of the commanders, to be most like to be farthest engaged ; and in all such encounters he had about him an extraordinary cheerfulness, without at all affecting the execution that usually attended them, in which he took no delight, but took pains to prevent it, where it was not, by resistance, made necessary : insomuch that at Edgehill, when the enemy was routed, he...
389. oldal - The opium-eater loses none of his moral sensibilities or aspirations. He wishes and longs as earnestly as ever to realize what he believes possible, and feels to be exacted by duty; but his intellectual apprehension of what is possible infinitely outruns his power, not of execution only, but even of power to attempt.
346. oldal - I'd lay me doun and dee. Her brow is like the snaw-drift; Her throat is like the swan; Her face it is the fairest That e'er the sun shone on— That e'er the sun shone on— And dark blue is her ee; And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'd lay me doun and dee. Like dew on the gowan lying Is the fa...
236. oldal - II est fait tout de même, il vient le nez au vent, Les pieds en parenthèse et l'épaule en avant. Sa perruque qui suit le côté qu'il avance, Plus pleine de lauriers qu'un jambon de Mayence.