Roundabout Papers: To which is Added The Second Funeral of Napoleon : Critical Reviews : The Four Georges : The English Humorists of the Eighteenth Century : Sketches and Travels in LondonEstes and Lauriat, 1882 - 819 стор. |
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... Prince of the Sidereal Realms in his screaming car drawn by his snorting steel elephant coming to waken it ? Time was when there must have been life and bustle and commerce here . Those vast , venerable walls were not made to keep out ...
... Prince of the Sidereal Realms in his screaming car drawn by his snorting steel elephant coming to waken it ? Time was when there must have been life and bustle and commerce here . Those vast , venerable walls were not made to keep out ...
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... I must have walked to the station in my * Prince Alfred was serving on board the frigate " Euryalus " when this was written . sleep , paid three guineas in a profound fit of 26 ROUNDABOUT PAPERS . On some late Great Victories.
... I must have walked to the station in my * Prince Alfred was serving on board the frigate " Euryalus " when this was written . sleep , paid three guineas in a profound fit of 26 ROUNDABOUT PAPERS . On some late Great Victories.
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... an inn with a little green and trees before it ; and by the trees there is an open carriage . It is our carriage . Yes , there are Prince and Blucher , the horses ; and my parents in the carriage . Oh 48 ROUNDABOUT PAPERS .
... an inn with a little green and trees before it ; and by the trees there is an open carriage . It is our carriage . Yes , there are Prince and Blucher , the horses ; and my parents in the carriage . Oh 48 ROUNDABOUT PAPERS .
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... prince and warrior ! You a champion to fight that monster ? Your feeble spear ever pierce that slimy paunch or plated back ? See how the flames come gurgling out of his red - hot brazen throat ! What a roar ! Nearer and nearer he trails ...
... prince and warrior ! You a champion to fight that monster ? Your feeble spear ever pierce that slimy paunch or plated back ? See how the flames come gurgling out of his red - hot brazen throat ! What a roar ! Nearer and nearer he trails ...
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... Prince of Wales drive from Brighton to London , with a light carriage built expressly , and relays of horses longing to gallop the next stage ? Do you remember Sir Somebody , the coachman of the Age , who took our half- crown so affably ...
... Prince of Wales drive from Brighton to London , with a light carriage built expressly , and relays of horses longing to gallop the next stage ? Do you remember Sir Somebody , the coachman of the Age , who took our half- crown so affably ...
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Roundabout Papers: To which is Added The Second Funeral of Napoleon ... William Makepeace Thackeray Перегляд фрагмента - 1882 |
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Сторінка 164 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Сторінка 226 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Сторінка 292 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and God has given my share, — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
Сторінка 57 - The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then, with no...
Сторінка 191 - When I read the several dates of the tombs, of" some that died yesterday, and some six hundred years ago, I consider that great day when we shall all of us be contemporaries, and make our appearance together.
Сторінка 219 - I have ever hated all nations, professions, and communities, and all my love is towards individuals; for instance, I hate the tribe of lawyers, but I love Counsellor Such-a-one and Judge Such-a-one; so with physicians — I will not speak of my own trade — soldiers, English, Scotch, French, and the rest. But principally I hate and detest that animal called man, although I heartily love John, Peter, Thomas, and so forth.
Сторінка 95 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when...
Сторінка 121 - A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends, and when the family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish...
Сторінка 191 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow.
Сторінка 158 - The marriage, if uncontradicted report can be credited, made no addition to his happiness ; it neither found them nor made them equal. She always remembered her own rank, and thought herself entitled to treat with very little ceremony the tutor of her son.