Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Ausgabe 10Archibald Hamilton Bryce 1862 |
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... knew who he was , he had written under feigned names . To Fagon he had described himself as a parish priest . Fagon replied , somewhat bluntly , that such symptoms could have only one meaning , and that the only advice which he had to ...
... knew who he was , he had written under feigned names . To Fagon he had described himself as a parish priest . Fagon replied , somewhat bluntly , that such symptoms could have only one meaning , and that the only advice which he had to ...
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... knew , he tried to practise ; what knowledge he could master , he strove to acquire . But , as one thinks of an office almost divine , performed by any mortal man - of any single being pretending to control the thoughts , to direct the ...
... knew , he tried to practise ; what knowledge he could master , he strove to acquire . But , as one thinks of an office almost divine , performed by any mortal man - of any single being pretending to control the thoughts , to direct the ...
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... knew him by his calculat- ing brow and restless air . His hands were thrust into his pockets ; he was whistling thoughtfully , and walking to and fro , a small space having been accorded him by the crowd , in deference to his temporary ...
... knew him by his calculat- ing brow and restless air . His hands were thrust into his pockets ; he was whistling thoughtfully , and walking to and fro , a small space having been accorded him by the crowd , in deference to his temporary ...
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... knew that , if anything remained to do , by him it could no longer be done . But the lady ! Oh ! will that spectacle ever depart from my dreams , as she rose and sank upon her seat , sank and rose , threw up her arms wildly to heaven ...
... knew that , if anything remained to do , by him it could no longer be done . But the lady ! Oh ! will that spectacle ever depart from my dreams , as she rose and sank upon her seat , sank and rose , threw up her arms wildly to heaven ...
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... knew much , but whom everybody loved , and whose father must at the least have been a lord , - was going , in a year or less , to marry the daughter of Allan Fleming - Lucy of the Fold ... ...... In spring , Mr. Howard went away for a ...
... knew much , but whom everybody loved , and whose father must at the least have been a lord , - was going , in a year or less , to marry the daughter of Allan Fleming - Lucy of the Fold ... ...... In spring , Mr. Howard went away for a ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abbot ALFRED TENNYSON arms Babylon battle BATTLE OF NASEBY Battle of Trafalgar beauty beneath blood blow born bosom brave breath bright brother brow Cæsar Catiline child clouds dark dead death deep died dread dream earth Enniskilleners eternal eyes fair fame father fear fell fire glorious glory grave Greece hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hills honour hope hour Hurrah king lady land Lapstone light lips living look Lord LORD MACAULAY Macgregor MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT mighty morning mountains never night o'er pride proud rise roar rose round shore shout SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent sleep smile soul sound spirit stood sweet sword tears tell thee thine Thomas Kibble Hervey thou thought thousand throne thunder Tower of London uncle Toby University of Edinburgh Vent voice wave wild wind
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 297 - Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Seite 281 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Seite 85 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Seite 252 - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Seite 281 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew...
Seite 166 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee...
Seite 201 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Seite 238 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Seite 296 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roared, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy, But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Seite 237 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...