Anecdote Biographies of Thackeray and DickensRichard Henry Stoddard Scribner, Armstrong, 1875 - 305 頁 |
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... regard to the Thackerayana here , may not be without interest . The opening paper · " Haud Immemor . Thackeray in America , " was written by Mr. William B. Reed , of this city , formerly of Philadelphia , and at one time , United States ...
... regard to the Thackerayana here , may not be without interest . The opening paper · " Haud Immemor . Thackeray in America , " was written by Mr. William B. Reed , of this city , formerly of Philadelphia , and at one time , United States ...
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... regard to what was written concerning himself , and his private affairs . When it came to large things , to his work and his life , he was supremely indifferent . He left his Work to the world , as Shakespeare did : his Life was of no ...
... regard to what was written concerning himself , and his private affairs . When it came to large things , to his work and his life , he was supremely indifferent . He left his Work to the world , as Shakespeare did : his Life was of no ...
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... regard to " the foregoing fable " that " Mr. Cruikshank is to be congratulated on the prudence of his rigid silence respect- ing it so long as Mr. Dickens lived . " As Mr. Forster had seen , while he was writing his first volume , the ...
... regard to " the foregoing fable " that " Mr. Cruikshank is to be congratulated on the prudence of his rigid silence respect- ing it so long as Mr. Dickens lived . " As Mr. Forster had seen , while he was writing his first volume , the ...
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... regards of LONDON , October 1855. " W. M. THACKERAY . And is now among the most cherished volumes in our library . In the winter of 1855 , Mr. Thackeray made his second and last visit to this country , and gave us the first - fruits of ...
... regards of LONDON , October 1855. " W. M. THACKERAY . And is now among the most cherished volumes in our library . In the winter of 1855 , Mr. Thackeray made his second and last visit to this country , and gave us the first - fruits of ...
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... regards to Mrs. Reed and your sister - in- law , and Lewis and his kind folks , and to Mac's whisky - punch , which gave me no headache ; I'm very sorry it treated you so unkindly . Always yours , dear Reed . - " W. M. THACKERAY . " The ...
... regards to Mrs. Reed and your sister - in- law , and Lewis and his kind folks , and to Mac's whisky - punch , which gave me no headache ; I'm very sorry it treated you so unkindly . Always yours , dear Reed . - " W. M. THACKERAY . " 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 190 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 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 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 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.
第 77 頁 - But the sullen ocean answered with a louder, deeper roar, And the rapid waves drew nearer, falling sounding on the shore ; Back the Keeper and the Bishop, back the King and courtiers bore. And he sternly bade them never more to kneel to human clay, But alone to praise and worship That which earth and seas obey : And his golden crown of empire never wore he from that day. King Canute is dead and gone : Parasites exist alway.
第 40 頁 - laughs," he does not sneer. He asks home questions at himself as well as the world: "Who is this?" Then his feeling " not otherwise than very grave" when people begin to praise, is true conscientiousness. This servant of his Master hoped to be able " to tell the truth always, and to see it aright, according to the eyes which God Almighty gives me.
第 127 頁 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains ; They crown'd him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.
第 62 頁 - Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went on cutting bread and butter.
第 296 頁 - ... 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 ! Lost is that camp! but let its fragrant story Blend with the breath that thrills With hop-vines' incense all the pensive glory That fills the Kentish hills.