Stray Moments with Thackeray: His Humor, Satire, and Characters: Being Selections from His Writings, Prefaced with a Few Biographical Notes

D. Appleton, 1880 - 192 頁

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第 157 頁 - So great a man he seems to me, that thinking of him is like thinking of an empire falling. We have other great names to mention — none I think, however, so great or so gloomy.
第 144 頁 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
第 145 頁 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
第 49 頁 - I have been young, and now am old ; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.
第 107 頁 - He was not only sightless — he became utterly deaf. All light, all reason, all sound of human voices, all the pleasures of this world of God, were taken from him. Some slight lucid moments he had ; in one of which the queen, desiring to see him, entered the room, and found him singing a hymn, and accompanying himself at the harpsichord. When he had finished, he knelt down and prayed aloud for her, and then for his family, and then for the nation, concluding...
第 177 頁 - Who, of the millions whom he has amused, doesn't love him? To be the most beloved of English writers, what a title that is for a man ! A wild youth, wayward but full of tenderness and affection, quits the country village where his boyhood has been passed in happy musing, in idle shelter, in fond longing to see the great world out of doors, and achieve name and fortune : and after years of dire struggle and neglect and poverty...
第 52 頁 - 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 a Scotch gentleman at his heels on their way to Dr.
第 156 頁 - And yet to have had so much love, he must have given some. Treasures of wit and wisdom, and tenderness, too, must that man have had locked up in the caverns of his gloomy heart, and shown fitfully to one or two whom he took in there. But it was not good to visit that place. People did not remain there long, and suffered for having been there.
第 54 頁 - We alter very little. When we talk of this man or that woman being no longer the same person whom we remember in youth, and remark (of course to deplore) changes in our friends, we don't, perhaps, calculate that circumstance only brings out the latent defect or quality, and does not create it.
第 145 頁 - If Swift's life was the most wretched, I think Addison's was one of the most enviable : a life prosperous and beautiful, a calm death, an immense fame and affection afterwards for his happy and spotless name...