Sketches from Life, 3. kötetH. Colburn, 1846 |
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3. oldal
... give distinctness to what he wrote . Often interrupted , he constantly resumed his endeavour when the interruption ceased ; as though unconscious of any difficulty that could thwart his pur- pose , or of any pain , insult , or outrage ...
... give distinctness to what he wrote . Often interrupted , he constantly resumed his endeavour when the interruption ceased ; as though unconscious of any difficulty that could thwart his pur- pose , or of any pain , insult , or outrage ...
17. oldal
... give us a share of the fire , he applied the poker to the cinders , not to kin- dle a blaze and throw a light upon the gloom , but evi- dently to put out any little stray flame that might happen to be lingering there . There was just ...
... give us a share of the fire , he applied the poker to the cinders , not to kin- dle a blaze and throw a light upon the gloom , but evi- dently to put out any little stray flame that might happen to be lingering there . There was just ...
19. oldal
... give him an excuse for procrasti- nating , and an opportunity of grumbling out his regrets at stripping from head to foot , not to go to bed , but to go out ; at being doomed to shake off his quiet moping mood , and plunge head ...
... give him an excuse for procrasti- nating , and an opportunity of grumbling out his regrets at stripping from head to foot , not to go to bed , but to go out ; at being doomed to shake off his quiet moping mood , and plunge head ...
21. oldal
... give one drop of ink for a man who never goes into terrific passions ; who never lets his blood boil over , at least now and then ; but I should feel peculiar pleasure in hurling any inkstand ( the writing - desk would be better ) , at ...
... give one drop of ink for a man who never goes into terrific passions ; who never lets his blood boil over , at least now and then ; but I should feel peculiar pleasure in hurling any inkstand ( the writing - desk would be better ) , at ...
22. oldal
... give a cool account to some susceptible friend , who stamps and raves at every word of the narrative . They calmly inform you that they have been shamefully ill - used ; upon which they stroke their chins complacently , and leave you to ...
... give a cool account to some susceptible friend , who stamps and raves at every word of the narrative . They calmly inform you that they have been shamefully ill - used ; upon which they stroke their chins complacently , and leave you to ...
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329. oldal - Oh that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter!
334. oldal - My tables, — meet it is, I set it down, That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain; At least, I am sure, it may be so in Denmark : [ Writing. So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word ; It is, Adieu, adieu ! remember me.
161. oldal - He was a man, take him for all in all, We ne'er shall look upon his like again.
335. oldal - Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs? Who does me this? Ha! Swounds, I should take it, for it cannot be But I am pigeon-liver'd, and lack gall To make oppression bitter, or ere this I should have fatted all the region kites With this slave's offal.
156. oldal - What more felicity can fall to creature Than to enjoy delight with liberty, And to be lord of all the works of nature! To...
354. oldal - Ham. Do you see yonder cloud, that's almost in shape of a camel? Pol. By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed. Ham. Methinks, it is like a weasel. Put. It is backed like a weasel. Ham. Or, like a whale ? Pol. Very like a whale.
59. oldal - So he died, and she very imprudently married the barber; and there were present the Picninnies, and the Joblillies, and the Garyulies, and the Grand Panjandrum himself, with the little round button at top; and they all fell to playing the game of catch as catch can, till the gunpowder ran out at the heels of their boots.
332. oldal - Thrift, thrift, Horatio; the funeral baked meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
58. oldal - So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage-leaf, to make an apple-pie; and at the same time a great she-bear, coming up the street, pops its head into the shop. 'What! no soap?
305. oldal - Set you down this; And say, besides, that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, I took by the throat the circumcized dog, And smote him, thus.