Bentley's Miscellany, Band 45Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1859 |
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... dash of Sir Walter in this class of similes , which tells famously with the majority . Hackneyed the imagery may be , and a cer- tain sameness may pervade it throughout ; but it has a charm for the multitude in being never recondite ...
... dash of Sir Walter in this class of similes , which tells famously with the majority . Hackneyed the imagery may be , and a cer- tain sameness may pervade it throughout ; but it has a charm for the multitude in being never recondite ...
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... dash its walls to earth , But still it stands , in gleams and showers , A temple for a Poet's birth . Little to art or schools he ow'd , Of rules and forms he took no heed , From Nature's fount his learning flow'd , From God his genius ...
... dash its walls to earth , But still it stands , in gleams and showers , A temple for a Poet's birth . Little to art or schools he ow'd , Of rules and forms he took no heed , From Nature's fount his learning flow'd , From God his genius ...
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... dash up to Sir Edmund Claver- ing's in the afternoon , bribing the cabman to speed . By dint of good luck , I found Sir Edmund in , and I inquired if he held possession of the will . " Mr. Brightman holds the will , " he replied ...
... dash up to Sir Edmund Claver- ing's in the afternoon , bribing the cabman to speed . By dint of good luck , I found Sir Edmund in , and I inquired if he held possession of the will . " Mr. Brightman holds the will , " he replied ...
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... Dash used to say . But it was the four blood greys that were the cream of it . I bet you a pony , sir , you never saw greater beauties in the yard . Dash belonged to a four - in - hand club , and he distanced Spur Harcourt , the first ...
... Dash used to say . But it was the four blood greys that were the cream of it . I bet you a pony , sir , you never saw greater beauties in the yard . Dash belonged to a four - in - hand club , and he distanced Spur Harcourt , the first ...
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... Dash wretchedly , and Dash won't stand it . He wanted him to stand for the county , but my brother has some ticklish notions of honour , and won't sneak out of his debts that way . The drag is a great bone of contention between them ...
... Dash wretchedly , and Dash won't stand it . He wanted him to stand for the county , but my brother has some ticklish notions of honour , and won't sneak out of his debts that way . The drag is a great bone of contention between them ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
admiration Annabel appeared asked Barnard Jones Beaumanoir beautiful Blanche Brightman called captain Carlyon Celadon Charles child Clavering colonel cried D'Urfé Dash Dawkes dear death dinner door DUDLEY COSTELLO Emmanuel Philibert English eyes face father favour feeling fire France French gentleman give hand Hatch head heard heart honour hope Houdin hour House of Rothschild Italy John Bunting Kage king knew Lady Level Lady Morgan Lady Tunstall laughed Leah Leila Lennard letter live looked Lord Lord Palmerston marriage married mind Miranda Miss Monsieur Perrotin Montebello Montefiore Moriscoes morning never night once Paris passed Perrotin Piedmont Plât Ploërmel poor present Rachel Ravensworth replied returned round Sir Edmund smile soon Strange Sydney Tahiti tell thing thought tion told took turned wife woman words young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 239 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Seite 250 - Thy thoughts and feelings shall not die, Nor leave thee, when grey hairs are nigh A melancholy slave; But an old age serene and bright, And lovely as a Lapland night, Shall lead thee to thy grave.
Seite 584 - Dear Babe, that sleepest cradled by my side, Whose gentle breathings, heard in this deep calm, Fill up the interspersed vacancies And momentary pauses of the thought ! My babe so beautiful ! it thrills my heart With tender gladness, thus to look at thee...
Seite 485 - Late political events have convinced me, that the whole transaction was intended as a blind to the protestant and high church party ; that the noble duke, who had, for some time previous to that period, determined upon " breaking in upon the constitution of 1688," might the more effectually, under the cloak of some outward show of zeal for the Protestant religion, carry on his insidious designs, for the infringement of our liberties, and the introduction of popery into every department of the state.
Seite 585 - Full fain it would delay me! My dear babe, Who, capable of no articulate sound, Mars all things with his imitative lisp,— How he would place his hand beside his ear, His little hand, the small forefinger up, And bid us listen ! And I deem it wise To make him nature's playmate. He knows well The evening star; and once, when he awoke In most distressful mood, (some inward pain Had made up that strange thing, an infant's dream...
Seite 583 - OFT o'er my brain does that strange fancy roll Which makes the present (while the flash doth last) Seem a mere semblance of some unknown past Mixed with such feelings, as perplex the soul Self-questioned in her sleep ; and some have said We lived, ere yet this robe of flesh we wore.
Seite 252 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Seite 586 - I thought of times when Pain might be thy guest, Lord of thy house and hospitality; And Grief, uneasy lover ! never rest But when she sate within the touch of thee.
Seite 345 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Seite 254 - Couldst thou go back into far-distant years, Or share with me, fond thought ! that inward eye, Then, and then only, Painter ! could thy Art The visual powers of Nature satisfy, Which hold, whate'er to common sight appears, Their sovereign empire in a faithful heart.