Frank Fairlegh; Or, Scenes from the Life of a Private PupilA. Hall, Virtue, & Company, 1850 - 496 oldal A novel containing scenes of university life at Cambridge of a rather trite, facetious character. |
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Frank Fairlegh, Or Scenes from the Life of a Private Pupil (Classic Reprint) Frank Edward Smedley Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
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affair afraid answer appeared Archer asked Barstone began believe better billiards carpet-bag Clara continued contrived course cried Freddy Cumberland dear dinner door drysalter eyes face Fairlegh fancied Fanny father favour fear feeling Frampton Frank Freddy Freddy Coleman gentleman give glance hand happy head hear heard Heathfield honour hope horse imagined inquired interrupted lady laughing leave look Lucy Macintosh Mad Bess manner mare marry matter mean Mildman mind minutes Miss Saville morning mother Mullins never observed once perceived Peter Barnett play present pretty proceeded pupils rejoined replied Coleman replied Oaklands returned Richard Cumberland ride Rose Alba scarcely seated seemed Shrimp smile smock-frock Snaffles soon sort Spicer strong suppose sure tell there's thing thought told tone turned Umph Vernor voice walk Wilford wish word young
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168. oldal - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
110. oldal - The voice which I did more esteem Than music in her sweetest key, Those eyes which unto me did seem More comfortable than the day — Those now by me, as they have been! Shall never more be heard or seen ; But what I once enjoyed in them Shall seem hereafter as a dream. All earthly comforts vanish thus — So little hold of them have we That we from them or they from us May in a moment ravished be; Yet we are neither just nor wise If present mercies we despise, Or mind not how there may be made A...
96. oldal - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
22. oldal - ... flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping, And curling and whirling and purling and twirling, And thumping and plumping and bumping and jumping, And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing; And so never ending, but always descending, Sounds and motions for ever and ever are blending All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar, — And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
41. oldal - Away, away, my steed and I, Upon the pinions of the wind, All human dwellings left behind ; We sped like meteors through the sky...
191. oldal - No tenant ventur'd on th' unwholesome ground. Here smoaks his forge, he bares his sinewy arm, And early strokes the sounding anvil warm; Around his shop the steely sparkles flew, As for the steed he shap'd the bending shoe.
127. oldal - Since the fruit of desire is possessing, 'Tis unmanly to sigh and complain ; When we kneel for redressing, We move your disdain : Love was made for a blessing, And not for a pain. A Dance ; after which the Singers and Dancers depart.
74. oldal - Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing; A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks : and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.
171. oldal - I'm not going to talk." Then, without waiting for an answer, he stretched himself at full length on (and beyond) the sofa, and was soon buried in the pages of that best of followers in the footsteps of the mighty Wizard of the North— Walter Scott — leaving me to the somewhat less agreeable task of reading mathematics.
401. oldal - but I think there are ways and means of managing the thing which will prevent any very desperate consequences in the present instance ; sundry ideas occur to me, — would you mind my being in the room when you tell him ? " " As far as I am concerned, I should be only too glad to have you," returned I, " if you do not think it would annoy him.