The Shotover Papers, Or, Echoes from Oxford, Том 1J. Vincent, 1875 - 208 стор. |
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... things whereof they have no understanding . But as our object is to consider books and not their makers it behoveth us to dismiss from our con- sideration all contemplation of the makers as distinguished from the books them- selves ...
... things whereof they have no understanding . But as our object is to consider books and not their makers it behoveth us to dismiss from our con- sideration all contemplation of the makers as distinguished from the books them- selves ...
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... thing , who seemed but a shadow and a vapor , and who always reminded me of a verse I once saw on a tombstone , the last two lines of which I shall always remember , " She was a shadow brief and short , And soon the vapor filed . " 4 I ...
... thing , who seemed but a shadow and a vapor , and who always reminded me of a verse I once saw on a tombstone , the last two lines of which I shall always remember , " She was a shadow brief and short , And soon the vapor filed . " 4 I ...
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... thing we've done , we have taken it , or to put it more forcibly , boned it . Go ahead . " " And place it on a spit . " Here Jerry comes to a stop and looks enquiringly round to see if any one has an observation to offer on this ...
... thing we've done , we have taken it , or to put it more forcibly , boned it . Go ahead . " " And place it on a spit . " Here Jerry comes to a stop and looks enquiringly round to see if any one has an observation to offer on this ...
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... thing such is his face , and such too is the voice ; a strange uncertain voice , so that you could not quite tell whether he speaks his own conviction or speaks that he may convince himself : yet undoubtedly an earnest man , as none ...
... thing such is his face , and such too is the voice ; a strange uncertain voice , so that you could not quite tell whether he speaks his own conviction or speaks that he may convince himself : yet undoubtedly an earnest man , as none ...
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... thing . If you don't , read Murray and the guide - books generally : on second thoughts don't read either , they are an " amorphous blotch of unveracities . " * They also said I should there behold the jeunesse dorée of England at its ...
... thing . If you don't , read Murray and the guide - books generally : on second thoughts don't read either , they are an " amorphous blotch of unveracities . " * They also said I should there behold the jeunesse dorée of England at its ...
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Сторінка 140 - I observed some with scimitars in their hands, and others with urinals, who ran to and fro upon the bridge, thrusting several persons on trap-doors which did not seem to lie in their way, and which they might have escaped had they not been thus forced upon them. ' The genius seeing me indulge myself on this melancholy prospect, told me I had dwelt long enough upon it. Take thine eyes off the bridge, said he, and tell me if thou yet seest any thing thou dost not comprehend. Upon looking up, What mean...
Сторінка 141 - I gazed with inexpressible pleasure on these happy islands. At length said I, ' Show me now, I beseech thee, the secrets that lie hid under those dark clouds which cover the ocean on the other side of the rock of adamant.' The genius making me no answer, I turned about to address myself to him a second time, but I found that he had left me; I then turned again to the vision which I had been so long contemplating, but instead of the rolling tide, the arched bridge, and the happy islands, I saw nothing...
Сторінка 140 - But tell me, further, said he, what thou discoverest on it. I see multitudes of people passing over it, said I, and a black cloud hanging on each end of it.
Сторінка 140 - Some were looking up towards the heavens in a thoughtful posture, and in the midst of a speculation stumbled and fell out of sight. Multitudes were very busy in the pursuit of bubbles that glittered in their eyes and danced before them, but often when they thought themselves within the reach of them their footing failed and down they sunk.
Сторінка 141 - I wished for the wings of an eagle, that I might fly away to those happy seats \ but the Genius told me there was no passage to them, except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge. The islands...
Сторінка 140 - Take thine eyes off the bridge, said he, and tell me if thou yet seest anything thou dost not comprehend. Upon looking up, What mean, said I, those great flights of birds that are perpetually hovering about the bridge, and settling upon it from time to time? I see vultures, harpies, ravens, cormorants, and among many other feathered creatures several little winged boys, that perch in great numbers upon the middle arches.
Сторінка 139 - As I looked upon him he applied it to his lips, and began to play upon it. The sound of it was exceeding sweet, and wrought into a variety of tunes that were inexpressibly melodious...
Сторінка 140 - There were indeed some persons, but their number was very small, that continued a kind of hobbling march on the broken arches, but fell through one after another, being quite tired and spent with so long a walk.
Сторінка 141 - Look no more, said he, on man in the first stage of his existence, in his setting out for eternity ; but cast thine eye on that thick mist into which the tide bears the several generations of mortals that fall into it.
Сторінка 141 - The genius, being moved with compassion towards me, bid me quit so uncomfortable a prospect. Look no more, said he, on man in the first stage of his existence, in his setting out for eternity ; but cast thine eye on that thick...