The Essays of EliaMacmillan, 1909 - 403 стор. |
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... meet . It makes both worse . . . If you come this way any morning , I can only just shake you by the hand . This gloomy house does not admit of my making my friends welcome . " • • This then is the main fact of Lamb's life . The rest of ...
... meet . It makes both worse . . . If you come this way any morning , I can only just shake you by the hand . This gloomy house does not admit of my making my friends welcome . " • • This then is the main fact of Lamb's life . The rest of ...
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... meet the sorrow life had brought him , they may not have realized how dependent he was upon them . Certainly he never made the demand in words , - in any appeal for sympathy ; but over and over in his letters to Coleridge at a distance ...
... meet the sorrow life had brought him , they may not have realized how dependent he was upon them . Certainly he never made the demand in words , - in any appeal for sympathy ; but over and over in his letters to Coleridge at a distance ...
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... meet in these essays , written between the years 1820 and 1833 for the magazines , - 66 for the London , the New Monthly , for Leigh Hunt's Indica- tor , for the Athenæum , and for the short - lived Englishman's Maga- zine , which ran ...
... meet in these essays , written between the years 1820 and 1833 for the magazines , - 66 for the London , the New Monthly , for Leigh Hunt's Indica- tor , for the Athenæum , and for the short - lived Englishman's Maga- zine , which ran ...
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... meet it smilingly , as it were half - way . Come , a handsome sacrifice ! See how light he makes of it ! Strain not courtesies with a noble enemy . 20 Reflections like the foregoing were forced upon my mind by the death of my old friend ...
... meet it smilingly , as it were half - way . Come , a handsome sacrifice ! See how light he makes of it ! Strain not courtesies with a noble enemy . 20 Reflections like the foregoing were forced upon my mind by the death of my old friend ...
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... meet , And renders e'en Disaster sweet : And though the Princess turn her back , Let us but line ourselves with sack , We better shall by far hold out , Till the next Year she face about . How say you , Reader- do not these verses smack ...
... meet , And renders e'en Disaster sweet : And though the Princess turn her back , Let us but line ourselves with sack , We better shall by far hold out , Till the next Year she face about . How say you , Reader- do not these verses smack ...
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Сторінка 101 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Сторінка 82 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turn'd round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Сторінка 146 - ... pigs, no less than nine in number, perished. China pigs have been esteemed a luxury all over the East, from the remotest periods that we read of. Bo-bo was in the utmost consternation, as you may think, not so much for the sake...
Сторінка 277 - BELSHAZZAR the king made a great feast to a thousand of his lords, and drank wine before the thousand. Belshazzar, whiles he tasted the wine, commanded to bring the golden and silver vessels which his father Nebuchadnezzar had taken out of the temple which was in Jerusalem; that the king, and his princes, his wives, and his concubines, might drink therein.
Сторінка 125 - I became in doubt which of them stood there before me, or whose that bright hair was ; and while I stood gazing, both the children gradually grew fainter to my view, receding, and still receding, till nothing at last but two mournful features were seen in the uttermost distance, which, without speech, strangely impressed upon me the effects of speech : "We are not of Alice, nor of thee, nor are we children at all. The children of Alice call Bartrum father. We are nothing; less than nothing, and dreams....
Сторінка 299 - Here is a young and courtly Mandarin, handing tea to a lady from a salver, two miles off.
Сторінка 148 - Pekin, then an inconsiderable assize town. Evidence was given, the obnoxious food itself produced in court, and verdict about to be pronounced, when the foreman of the jury begged that some of the burnt pig, of which the culprits stood accused, might be handed into the box. He handled it, and they all handled it ; and burning their...
Сторінка 148 - ... would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them. Nevertheless, strange stories got about. It was observed that Ho-ti's cottage was burnt down now more frequently than ever. Nothing but fires from this time forward.
Сторінка 146 - Ho-ti, having gone out into the woods one morning, as his manner was, to collect mast for his hogs, left his cottage in the care of his eldest son Bo-bo, a great lubberly boy, who being fond of playing with fire, as younkers of his age commonly are, let some sparks escape into a bundle of straw, which kindling quickly, spread the conflagration over every part of their poor mansion, till it was reduced to ashes.
Сторінка 300 - I wish the good old times would come again," she said, " when we were not quite so rich. I do not mean, that I want to be poor ; but there was a middle state " — so she was pleased to ramble on, — "in which I am sure we were a great deal happier. A purchase is but a purchase, now that you have money enough and to spare. Formerly it used to be a triumph. When we coveted a cheap luxury (and...