Thackeray's London: A Description of His Haunts and the Scenes of His NovelsJ. W. Jarvis & son, 1885 - 103 頁 |
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Adsum alleys Amelia ancient Athenæum Club Bayham Becky Sharp Belgravia Binnie boys brilliant Brompton Bungay and Bacon called Carlton House chambers chapel characters Charterhouse Clive Colonel Newcome corner Crawley Curzon street Dickens dining-hall door dress elaborate Esmond famous fancy fashionable Fitzroy Square Fleet Street front gardens Gaunt House Gaunt Square Gaunt street gentleman George Osborne gloomy houses gown grass grotesque Haunt honorable hospital Hyde Park inclosed James's street Jermyn street Joseph Addison Kensington Lady little dinners London look Lord Marquis of Steyne Mayfair merchant Merchant Taylors Miss Thackeray neighbourhood noble occupied old buildings old Colonel Onslow Square oration ornaments Oxford street palace Pall Mall Park Lane Pendennis poor brethren portico prosperity Rawdon reader remember Russell Square scene scholars seen shabby shining Smithfield smoke stories Thackeray's Vanity Fair walking walls Warrington Yonder Young street
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第 28 頁 - The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD : And he delighteth in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down : For the LORD upholdeth him with his hand.
第 27 頁 - A plenty of candles lights up this chapel, and this scene of age and youth,, and early memories, and pompous death. How solemn the well-remembered prayers are, here uttered again in the place where in childhood we used to hear them ! How beautiful and decorous the rite ; how noble the ancient words of the supplications which the priest utters, and to which generations of fresh children and troops of bygone seniors have cried Amen...
第 25 頁 - ... tomb, with its grotesque carvings, monsters, heraldries, darkles and shines with the most wonderful shadows and lights. There he lies, Fundator noster, in his ruff and gown, awaiting the Great Examination Day.
第 28 頁 - LORD upholdeth him with his hand. 25 I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.
第 72 頁 - I do not speak to thee in drink, but in tears ; not in pleasure, but in passion ; not in words only, but in woes also : — and yet there is a virtuous man, whom I have often noted in thy company, but I know not his name. P. Hen. What manner of man, an it like your majesty? Fal. A goodly portly man, i...
第 99 頁 - Down on your knees, you rogue, for here ' Vanity Fair ' was penned ! And I will go down with you, for I have a high opinion of that little production myself.
第 26 頁 - Day. We oldsters, be we ever so old, become boys again as we look at that familiar old tomb, and think how the seats are altered since we were here, and how the doctor — not the present doctor, the doctor of our time — used to sit yonder, and his awful eye used to frighten us shuddering boys, on whom it lighted; and how the boy next us would kick our shius during service time, and how the monitor would cane us afterwards because our shins were kicked.
第 39 頁 - Solomon to aid him:" but the man of letters can't but love the place which has been inhabited by so many of his brethren, or peopled by their creations as real to us at this day as the authors whose children they were — and Sir Roger de Coverley walking in the Temple Garden, and discoursing with Mr. Spectator about the beauties in hoops and patches who are sauntering over the grass, is just as lively a figure to me as old Samuel Johnson rolling through the fog with the Scotch gentleman at his heels...
第 30 頁 - So they walked in, and took a table in a remote corner, and then Thackeray, drawing the fresh sheets of M S. from his breast pocket, read through that exquisitely touching chapter, which records the death of Colonel Newcome. When he came to the final Adsum, the tears which...
第 73 頁 - O, that indomitable youth is an old crony of mine," he replied; and then, quoting Falstaff, "a goodly, portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent, of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage." It was the manner of saying this, then and there in the London street, the cabman moving slowly off on his sorry vehicle, with one eye (an eye dewy with gin and water, and a tear of gratitude, perhaps) on Thackeray, and the great man himself so jovial and so full of kindness...