Miscellanies,Harper, 1877 |
З цієї книги
Результати 1-5 із 83
Сторінка 11
... wife of George I. , by Dr. Doran , has lately appeared , and I confess I am astounded at the verdict which that writer has deliv- ered , and at his acquittal of this most unfortunate lady . That she had a cold selfish libertine of a ...
... wife of George I. , by Dr. Doran , has lately appeared , and I confess I am astounded at the verdict which that writer has deliv- ered , and at his acquittal of this most unfortunate lady . That she had a cold selfish libertine of a ...
Сторінка 12
... wife innocent . She never peeped into the closet where The characters in the tragedy , of the other wives were with their heads which the curtain was now about to off . She never dropped the key , or fall , are about as dark a set as ...
... wife innocent . She never peeped into the closet where The characters in the tragedy , of the other wives were with their heads which the curtain was now about to off . She never dropped the key , or fall , are about as dark a set as ...
Сторінка 18
... wife ; and sure enough , pallid Death , having seized upon the luck- less Princess in her castle of Ahlden , presently pounced upon H. M. King George I. , in his travelling chariot , on the Hanover road . What postilion can outride that ...
... wife ; and sure enough , pallid Death , having seized upon the luck- less Princess in her castle of Ahlden , presently pounced upon H. M. King George I. , in his travelling chariot , on the Hanover road . What postilion can outride that ...
Сторінка 20
... he fights like a man , " George I. , the taciturn , said of his son and succes- sor . had . Courage George II . certainly The Electoral Prince , at the He and his wife were turned out of St. James's 20 THE FOUR GEORGES .
... he fights like a man , " George I. , the taciturn , said of his son and succes- sor . had . Courage George II . certainly The Electoral Prince , at the He and his wife were turned out of St. James's 20 THE FOUR GEORGES .
Сторінка 22
William Makepeace Thackeray. He and his wife were turned out of St. James's , and their princely children taken from them , by order of the royal head of the family . Fa- ther and mother wept piteously at parting from their little ones ...
William Makepeace Thackeray. He and his wife were turned out of St. James's , and their princely children taken from them , by order of the royal head of the family . Fa- ther and mother wept piteously at parting from their little ones ...
Зміст
3 | |
19 | |
33 | |
48 | |
69 | |
91 | |
112 | |
134 | |
158 | |
179 | |
219 | |
227 | |
237 | |
243 | |
247 | |
260 | |
266 | |
278 | |
286 | |
296 | |
392 | |
401 | |
408 | |
416 | |
431 | |
444 | |
450 | |
457 | |
506 | |
525 | |
549 | |
561 | |
Інші видання - Показати все
Загальні терміни та фрази
Addison admirable amusing Athenæum Club beautiful Belle Poule Bonnington called Captain charming Cornhill Magazine court dance dear delightful dinner Duke England English eyes famous fancy father fellow French genius gentle gentleman George George Cruikshank George III give hand Hanover happy head heart honest honor humor hundred John Joseph Addison Kicklebury kind King lady LADY K laugh letters lived London look Lord Lord Bolingbroke Löwe madam married Médoc MILLIKEN Minna Miss morning mother never night noble ogres paper passed picture play poet poor Pope pretty Prince Prince de Joinville Princess Queen remember round royal smile speak story Struldbrugs suppose sure sweet Swift talk Tatler tell thing thought tion Tom Jones TOUCHIT walk whilst wife wine woman women wonder word write young
Популярні уривки
Сторінка 196 - the past to pain. of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my In all my wanderings round this world 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 211 - 1 Dreadfully staring Through muddy impurity, As when with the daring Last look of despairing Fixed on futurity. Perishing gloomily, Spurred by contumely Cold inhumanity, Burning insanity Into her rest. Cross her hands humbly As if praying dumbly, Over her breast 1 Owning her weakness, Her evil behavior, And leaving with meekness Her sins to
Сторінка 151 - Dreading even fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging that he ne'er obliged : Like Cato give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise ; Who would not weep if Atticus were he?" Who but must laugh if such a man there be,
Сторінка 65 - Mr. President, — The great events on which my resignation depended having at length taken place, I present myself before Congress to surrender into their hands the trust committed to me, and to claim the indulgence of retiring from the service of my country. mending the interests of our dearest country to the
Сторінка 129 - the world with their contests and disputes, — I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions, and debates of mankind. And, when I read the several dates on the tombs of some that died yesterday and some 600 years ago, I consider that Great Day when we shall all of us be contemporaries, and make our appearance together.
Сторінка 157 - Of Night primeval and of Chaos old ; Before her, Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away ; Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. plain ; As Argus' eyes, by Hermes' wand oppressed, Closed, one by one, to everlasting rest;— » Thus, at her fell approach and
Сторінка 48 - Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little ! ' « Vex not his ghost —oh! let him pass — he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer ! ' Hush! Strife and Quarrel, over
Сторінка 196 - O blest retirement, friend to life's decline! Retreats from care that never must be mine — How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labor with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temp
Сторінка 130 - holy men, with the same sceptic placidity. " Look what a little vain dust we are," he says, smiling over the tombstones ; and catching, as is his wont, quite a divine effulgence as he looks heavenward, he speaks, in words of inspiration almost, of " the Great Day, when we shall all of us be contemporaries, and make our appearance together.
Сторінка 538 - Thus seeing Gilpin fly, With post-boy scamp'ring in the rear, " Six gentlemen upon the road They raised the hue and cry : — "'Stop thief! stop thief! —a highwayman!' Not one of them was mute ; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. Flew open in short space ; The toll-men thinking, as before,