The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, 第 1 卷


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第 476 頁 - Moreover his mother made him a little coat, and brought it to him from year to year, when she came up with her husband to offer the yearly sacrifice.
第 8 頁 - The world is a looking-glass, and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it, and it will in turn look sourly upon you: laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly, kind companion; and so let all young persons take their choice.
第 513 頁 - Mon Dieu, Madame, what has happened ? " she asked. What had happened? Was she guilty or not? She said not ; but who could tell what was truth which came from those lips ; or if that corrupt heart was in this case pure? All her lies and her schemes, all her selfishness and her wiles, all her wit and genius had come to this bankruptcy.
第 10 頁 - By the side of many tall and bouncing young ladies in the establishment, Rebecca Sharp looked like a child. But she had the dismal precocity of poverty. Many a dun had she talked to, and turned away from her father's door : many a tradesman had she coaxed and wheedled into good-humor, and into the granting of one meal more.
第 404 頁 - And who knows but Rebecca was right in her speculations — and that it was only a question of money and fortune which made the difference between her and an honest woman ? If you take temptations into account, who is to say that he is better than his neighbor?
第 xxv 頁 - Frauenplan ; once going to step into his chariot on a sunshiny day, wearing a cap and a cloak with a red collar. He was caressing at the time a beautiful little golden-haired granddaughter, over whose sweet fair face the earth has long since closed too.
第 xxxvi 頁 - What I want is to make a set of people living without God in the world (only that is a cant phrase) greedy pompous mean perfectly self-satisfied for the most part and at ease about their superior virtue.
第 403 頁 - It isn't difficult to be a country gentleman's wife," Rebecca thought. " I think I could be a good woman if I had five thousand a year. I could dawdle about in the nursery, and count the apricots on the wall. I could water plants in a green-house, and pick off dead leaves from the geraniums. I could ask old women about their rheumatisms, and order half-a-crown's worth of soup for the poor.
第 5 頁 - All which details, I have no doubt, JONES, who reads this book at his club, will pronounce to be excessively foolish, trivial, twaddling, and ultra-sentimental. Yes; I can see Jones at this minute (rather flushed with his joint of mutton and half-pint of wine), taking out his pencil and scoring under the words " foolish, twaddling," etc., and adding to them his own remark of
第 604 頁 - ... sympathy for the great and the small? We all know a hundred whose coats are very well made, and a score who have excellent manners, and one or two happy beings who are what they call, in the inner circles, and have shot into the very centre and bull's-eye of the fashion; but of gentlemen how many? Let us take a little scrap of paper and each make out his list.