The Cornhill Magazine, Band 15William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1867 |
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... looked around him , felt almost ashamed of his sister . The walls were whitewashed , and stained in many places ; and the floor in the middle of the room seemed to be very rotten . What young man who has himself dwelt ever in comfort ...
... looked around him , felt almost ashamed of his sister . The walls were whitewashed , and stained in many places ; and the floor in the middle of the room seemed to be very rotten . What young man who has himself dwelt ever in comfort ...
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... looked through the papers and written a few letters . Yes , I think she'll see me . And as for what Hugh says about Harry Clavering , why , d— it , you know , a fellow can't go on in that way ; can he ? " " Because of the other girl ...
... looked through the papers and written a few letters . Yes , I think she'll see me . And as for what Hugh says about Harry Clavering , why , d— it , you know , a fellow can't go on in that way ; can he ? " " Because of the other girl ...
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... looked like a troop of weird ghosts , who had somehow strayed from the Inferno , and were fated to dig their way down again into the darkness , while we mere earthly travellers passed on into higher air . The horses rushed over the snow ...
... looked like a troop of weird ghosts , who had somehow strayed from the Inferno , and were fated to dig their way down again into the darkness , while we mere earthly travellers passed on into higher air . The horses rushed over the snow ...
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... the windows of which we looked out on nothing but the same dream of snow . That sugar temple and the flowers added the element of poetry to the adventure which was lacking in our prosaic and SKETCHES FROM PONTRESINA . . 51.
... the windows of which we looked out on nothing but the same dream of snow . That sugar temple and the flowers added the element of poetry to the adventure which was lacking in our prosaic and SKETCHES FROM PONTRESINA . . 51.
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... looked as though he had been kept on bread and water , and then dried and smoked . I never saw any- thing human so like an Egyptian mummy or a red - herring ; but his miserable condition was really due to the amount of work that had ...
... looked as though he had been kept on bread and water , and then dried and smoked . I never saw any- thing human so like an Egyptian mummy or a red - herring ; but his miserable condition was really due to the amount of work that had ...
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Seite 623 - Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, And measure every wandering planet's course, Still climbing after knowledge infinite, And always moving as the restless spheres, Will us to wear ourselves, and never rest, Until we reach the ripest fruit of all, That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
Seite 699 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I: And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a...
Seite 625 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
Seite 626 - Here she was wont to go ! and here ! and here ! Just where those daisies, pinks, and violets grow : The world may find the spring by following her, For other print her airy steps ne'er left. Her treading would not bend a blade of grass, Or shake the downy blow-ball from his stalk ! But like the soft west wind she shot along, And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sowed them with her odorous foot.
Seite 628 - twixt the breasts of Happiness — Who winks and shuts his apprehension up From common sense of what men were, and are ; Who would not know what men must be : let such Hurry amain from our black-visaged shows ; We shall affright their eyes.
Seite 635 - Their number last he sums. And now his heart Distends with pride, and, hardening in his strength, Glories : for never since created man Met such embodied force as, named with these, Could merit more than that small infantry Warr'd on by cranes : though all the giant brood Of Phlegra...
Seite 625 - To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world: or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thought Imagine howling: — 'tis too horrible! The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay...
Seite 624 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Whom once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover; thither come, And let my gravestone be your oracle.
Seite 67 - Candour, which spares its foes, nor e'er descends With bigot zeal to combat for its friends ; Candour, which loves in see-saw strain to tell Of acting foolishly but meaning well ; Too nice to praise by wholesale, or to blame, Convinced that all men's motives are the same, And finds, with keen discriminating sight, Black's not so black, nor white so very white.
Seite 621 - Ah, noble prince, how oft have I beheld Thee mounted on thy fierce and trampling steed, Shining in armour bright before the tilt, And with thy mistress...