The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Том 7Harper & bros., 1898 |
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... speak of common life more largely and gener- ously than common men do ; they regard the world with a man- lier countenance . . . . Learn to admire rightly , try to frequent the company of your betters in books and life . " ... On the ...
... speak of common life more largely and gener- ously than common men do ; they regard the world with a man- lier countenance . . . . Learn to admire rightly , try to frequent the company of your betters in books and life . " ... On the ...
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... speak- ing to me the whole of dinner - time ; and told me that the sum- mer was hot , the mountains were high , and so forth , and next me , on t'other side , was a very nice , natural , ugly girl , that was worth a hundred of her . My ...
... speak- ing to me the whole of dinner - time ; and told me that the sum- mer was hot , the mountains were high , and so forth , and next me , on t'other side , was a very nice , natural , ugly girl , that was worth a hundred of her . My ...
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... speak of . Occasionally when he described places , he said he could hardly believe he had not been there ; and in one of the battles in " Esmond , " he told us that the very details of the foreground were visible to him as he wrote ...
... speak of . Occasionally when he described places , he said he could hardly believe he had not been there ; and in one of the battles in " Esmond , " he told us that the very details of the foreground were visible to him as he wrote ...
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... speak to him , as Tom passed under my Lord's coach window , his Lordship going in state to his place at Court , while his nephew slunk by with his battered hat and feather , and the point of his rapier sticking out of the scabbard -to ...
... speak to him , as Tom passed under my Lord's coach window , his Lordship going in state to his place at Court , while his nephew slunk by with his battered hat and feather , and the point of his rapier sticking out of the scabbard -to ...
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... speak English perfectly , and to forget some of his French : children forget easily . Some earlier and fainter recollections the child had of a different country ; and a town with tall white houses ; and a ship . But these were quite ...
... speak English perfectly , and to forget some of his French : children forget easily . Some earlier and fainter recollections the child had of a different country ; and a town with tall white houses ; and a ship . But these were quite ...
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