The Life of William Makepeace Thackeray, 第 2 卷

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H. S. Stone, 1899
 

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第 227 頁 - awe-stricken, as in the midst of such heroical characters and circumstances one should be. "' Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless—thy blood is cold! Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
第 42 頁 - No more firing was heard at Brussels—the pursuit rolled miles away. The darkness came down on the field and city, and Amelia was praying for George, who was lying on his face, dead, with a bullet through his heart.
第 239 頁 - professes to awaken and direct your love, your pity, your kindness, your scorn of untruth, pretension, imposture, your tenderness for the weak, the poor, the oppressed, the unhappy. To the best of his means and ability he comments on all the ordinary actions and passions of life almost.
第 245 頁 - how fate may change and shift; 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,
第 242 頁 - are a snob; you, who forget your friends, meanly to follow after those of a higher degree, are a snob; you, who are ashamed of your poverty, and blush for your calling, are a snob; as are you who boast of your pedigree, or are proud of your wealth.
第 245 頁 - kind cast pitilessly down." But he preached,— " Come wealth or want, come good or ill, Let young and old accept their part, And bow before the Awful Will, And bear it with an honest heart. Who misses, or who wins the prize? Go, lose or conquer, as you can: But if you fail, or if you rise, Be each, pray God, a gentleman." "Do your duty,
第 251 頁 - 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 142 頁 - It may not be our chance, brother scribe, to be endowed with such merit or rewarded with such fame," he concluded his appreciation of Macaulay and Washington Irving. "But the rewards of these men are rewards paid to our service. We may not win the
第 96 頁 - the Rhine—the brown-faced, flat-nosed, thick-lipped, dirty wenches! Think of ' filling high a cup of Samian wine , small beer is nectar compared to it, and Byron himself always drank gin. The man never wrote from his heart. He got up rapture and enthusiasm with an eye to the public. . . . Our native bard!
第 250 頁 - regiment arrived at Ashburnham House; and at half-past twelve, in the yellow drawing-room at the Russian Embassy, before the ambassadress and four ladies'-maids, the Greek Papa, and the Secretary of Embassy, Madame de Scragamoffsky received thirteen dozen. She was knouted, sir—knouted in the midst of England in Berkeley Square—for having said that the

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