Thackeray the Humourist and the Man of Letters: The Story of His Life and Literary Labours, Including a Selection from His Characteristic Speeches, Now for the First Time Gathered Together

D. Appleton, 1864 - 242 頁

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第 67 頁 - Thames' broad aged back do ride. Where now the studious lawyers have their bowers, There whilom wont the Templar knights to bide, Till they decayed through pride...
第 199 頁 - And when, its force expended, The harmless storm was ended, And, as the sunrise splendid Came blushing o'er the sea ; I thought, as day was breaking, My little girls were waking, And smiling, and making A prayer at home for me.
第 167 頁 - successors of Charles the Fifth may disdain their ' brethren of England, but the romance of Tom Jones, ' that exquisite picture of human manners, will outlive ' the Palace of the Escurial and the imperial eagle of 'the House of Austria.
第 35 頁 - Dickens since those halfdozen years, the store of happy hours that he has made us pass, the kindly and pleasant companions whom he has introduced to us ; the harmless laughter, the generous wit, the frank, manly, human love which he has taught us to feel ! Every month of those years has brought us some kind token from this delightful genius.
第 82 頁 - If it be a caricature, it is the result of a natural perversity of vision, not of an artful desire to mislead : but my attempt was to tell the truth, and I meant to tell it not unkindly. I have seen the bookseller whom Bludyer robbed of his books : I have carried money, and from a noble brother man-of-letters, to some one not unlike Shandon in prison, and have watched the beautiful devotion of his wife in that dreary place. Why are these things not to be described, if they illustrate, as they appear...
第 36 頁 - As for TINY TIM, there is a certain passage in the book regarding that young gentleman, about which a man should hardly venture to speak in print or in public, any more than he would of any other affections of his private heart. There is not a reader in England but that little creature will be a bond of union between the author and him ; and he will say of Charles Dickens, as the woman just now,