Works, 第 7 卷Tauchnitz, 1846 |
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... mother died , and yet I remember that often when I hung around her neck and oftener still when I played about the ... mother's knee in eager admiration of some picture representing a group of infant angels , which she held in her hand ...
... mother died , and yet I remember that often when I hung around her neck and oftener still when I played about the ... mother's knee in eager admiration of some picture representing a group of infant angels , which she held in her hand ...
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... mother to this boy , she loved him as if he had been her own . The child was ardently attached to her ; but he was his mother's image in face and spirit and always mistrusted me . I can scarcely fix the date when the feeling first came ...
... mother to this boy , she loved him as if he had been her own . The child was ardently attached to her ; but he was his mother's image in face and spirit and always mistrusted me . I can scarcely fix the date when the feeling first came ...
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... mother . It was no effort of my fancy , founded on close resemblance of feature and expression . I never could look the boy down . He feared me , but seemed by some in- stinct to despise me while he did so ; and even when he drew back ...
... mother . It was no effort of my fancy , founded on close resemblance of feature and expression . I never could look the boy down . He feared me , but seemed by some in- stinct to despise me while he did so ; and even when he drew back ...
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... mother's ghost was looking from his eyes . The sun burst forth from behind a cloud : it shone in the bright sky , the glisten- ing earth , the clear water , the sparkling drops of rain upon the leaves . There were eyes in everything ...
... mother's ghost was looking from his eyes . The sun burst forth from behind a cloud : it shone in the bright sky , the glisten- ing earth , the clear water , the sparkling drops of rain upon the leaves . There were eyes in everything ...
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... mother was , and she was poor . I save nothing . not a penny- though I live as you see , but " he laid his hand upon my arm and leant forward to whisper " She shall be rich one of these days , and a fine lady . Don't you think ill of me ...
... mother was , and she was poor . I save nothing . not a penny- though I live as you see , but " he laid his hand upon my arm and leant forward to whisper " She shall be rich one of these days , and a fine lady . Don't you think ill of me ...
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第 2 頁 - And let us linger in this place for an instant to remark that, if ever household affections and loves are graceful things, they are graceful in the poor. The ties that bind the wealthy and the proud to home may be forged on earth, but those which link the poor man to his humble hearth are of the true metal, and bear the stamp of Heaven.
第 278 頁 - They saw the vault covered, and the stone fixed down. Then, when the dusk of evening had come on, and not a sound disturbed the sacred stillness of the place — when the bright moon poured in her light on tomb and monument, on pillar, wall, and arch, and most of all (it seemed to them) upon her quiet grave...
第 197 頁 - Statutes in that case made and provided, and against the peace of our Sovereign Lord the King, his crown, and dignity.
第 105 頁 - But what," said Mr. Swiveller with a sigh, " what is the odds so long as the fire of soul is kindled at the taper of conwiviality, and the wing of friendship never moults a feather ! What is the odds so long as the spirit is expanded by means of rosy wine, and the present moment is the least happiest of our existence !" " You needn't act the chairman here," said his friend, half aside. " Fred 1" cried Mr. Swiveller, tapping his nose, " a word to the wise is sufficient for them — we may be good...
第 222 頁 - Since laws were made for every degree, To curb vice in others as well as in me, I wonder we ha'n't better company Upon Tyburn Tree!
第 142 頁 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, • But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
第 300 頁 - The white-headed boy then put an open book, astonishingly dog'seared, upon his knees, and thrusting his hands into his pockets began counting the marbles with which they were filled ; displaying in the expression of his face a remarkable capacity of totally abstracting his mind from the spelling on which his eyes were fixed.
第 167 頁 - My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea ; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee ! Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may...
第 275 頁 - ... summer's evening. The child who had been her little friend came there almost as soon as it was day with an offering of dried flowers, which he begged them to lay upon her breast.
第 277 頁 - And now the bell — the bell she had so often heard by night and day, and listened to with solemn pleasure almost as a living voice — rang its remorseless toll for her, so young, so beautiful, so good. Decrepit age, and vigorous life, and blooming youth, and helpless infancy, poured forth — on crutches, in the pride of strength and health, in the full blush of promise, in the mere dawn of life — to gather round her tomb.