Anecdote Biographies of Thackeray and DickensRichard Henry Stoddard Scribner, Armstrong, 1874 - 305 頁 |
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... LEIGH HUNT " } 227 230 GAD'S HILL PLACE 233 BIRDS OF A FEATHER 235 DICKENS AS A SMASHER DICKENS AND THE QUEEN DICKENS'S BENEVOLENCE 236 237 238 240 MANNER OF LITERARY COMPOSITION BLANCHARD JERROLD ON DICKENS SIR ARTHUR HELPS ON DICKENS ...
... LEIGH HUNT " } 227 230 GAD'S HILL PLACE 233 BIRDS OF A FEATHER 235 DICKENS AS A SMASHER DICKENS AND THE QUEEN DICKENS'S BENEVOLENCE 236 237 238 240 MANNER OF LITERARY COMPOSITION BLANCHARD JERROLD ON DICKENS SIR ARTHUR HELPS ON DICKENS ...
第 150 頁
... Leigh Hunt's ; gazing dreamily , and often with a sad and weary look , out of window ; moving slowly westward home to dinner on a sum- mer's evening ; or making a strange presence , as obviously not belonging to the place , in Fleet ...
... Leigh Hunt's ; gazing dreamily , and often with a sad and weary look , out of window ; moving slowly westward home to dinner on a sum- mer's evening ; or making a strange presence , as obviously not belonging to the place , in Fleet ...
第 230 頁
... be , incompatible with the noblest faculties both of head and heart . To know Leigh Hunt as he was , was to hold him in reverence and love . " Dickens immediately , in a number of a number of 230 CHARLES DICKENS . DICKENS AND LEIGH HUNT.
... be , incompatible with the noblest faculties both of head and heart . To know Leigh Hunt as he was , was to hold him in reverence and love . " Dickens immediately , in a number of a number of 230 CHARLES DICKENS . DICKENS AND LEIGH HUNT.
第 231 頁
... Leigh Hunt- a Remonstrance , " made this statement : " Four or five years ago , the writer of these lines was much pained by accidentally encountering a printed statement , ' that Mr. Leigh Hunt was the original of Harold Skimpole in ...
... Leigh Hunt- a Remonstrance , " made this statement : " Four or five years ago , the writer of these lines was much pained by accidentally encountering a printed statement , ' that Mr. Leigh Hunt was the original of Harold Skimpole in ...
第 232 頁
... Leigh Hunt ( both still living ) , and altered the whole of that part of the text on their discov- ering too strong a resemblance to his ' way . ' " He cannot see the son lay this wreath on the father's tomb , and leave him to the ...
... Leigh Hunt ( both still living ) , and altered the whole of that part of the text on their discov- ering too strong a resemblance to his ' way . ' " He cannot see the son lay this wreath on the father's tomb , and leave him to the ...
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第 92 頁 - This is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
第 62 頁 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. _*• Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person,...
第 4 頁 - Ah me ! how quick the days are flitting ! I mind me of a time that's gone, When here I'd sit, as now I'm sitting, In this same place — but not alone. A fair young form was nestled near me, A dear, dear face looked fondly up, And sweetly spoke and smiled to cheer me — There's no one now to share my cup.
第 111 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 296 頁 - As by some spell divine — Their cares dropped from them like the needles shaken From out the gusty pine. Lost is that camp and wasted all its fire: And he who wrought that spell ? — Ah ! towering pine and stately Kentish spire, Ye have one tale to tell!
第 234 頁 - I go to school,' says he. I took him up in a moment, and we went on. Presently, the very queer small boy says, 'This is Gadshill we are coming to, where FalstafF went out to rob those travellers, and ran away.' 'You know something about Falstaff, eh?' said I. 'All about him,' said the very queer small boy.
第 93 頁 - The prize be sometimes with the fool, The race not always to the swift. The strong may yield, the good may fall, The great man be a vulgar clown, The knave be lifted over all, The kind cast pitilessly down.
第 86 頁 - ... by his country ; beloved at his fireside. It has been the fortunate lot of both to give incalculable happiness and delight to the world, which thanks them in return with an immense kindliness, respect, affection. It may not be our chance, brother scribe, to be endowed with such merit, or rewarded with such fame.
第 67 頁 - But the earth is the Lord's as the heaven is ; we are alike his creatures here and yonder. I took a little flower off the hillock and kissed it, and went my way like the bird that had just lighted on the cross by me, back into the world again. Silent receptacle of death ! tranquil depth of calm, out of reach of tempest and trouble. I felt as one who had been walking below the sea, and treading amidst the bones of shipwrecks.
第 4 頁 - Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine Lo, thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word : Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.