Thackeray's Works, Том 8Estes & Lauriat, 1891 |
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... moral or adorn a tale of ambition , as any hero's that presume to blacken the brightest characters , and to give even scur- rilous language to those who are in the first degrees of honor . This , my lord , among others , is a symptom of ...
... moral or adorn a tale of ambition , as any hero's that presume to blacken the brightest characters , and to give even scur- rilous language to those who are in the first degrees of honor . This , my lord , among others , is a symptom of ...
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... moral , I think it horrible , shame- ful , unmanly , blasphemous ; and giant and great as this Dean is , I say we should hoot him . Some of this au- dience may n't have read the last part of Gulliver , and to such I would recall the ...
... moral , I think it horrible , shame- ful , unmanly , blasphemous ; and giant and great as this Dean is , I say we should hoot him . Some of this au- dience may n't have read the last part of Gulliver , and to such I would recall the ...
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... moral , and the blue sky shines calmly over the ruin . The Con- greve Muse is dead , and her song choked in Time's ashes . We gaze at the skeleton , and wonder at the life which once revelled in its mad veins . We take the skull up ...
... moral , and the blue sky shines calmly over the ruin . The Con- greve Muse is dead , and her song choked in Time's ashes . We gaze at the skeleton , and wonder at the life which once revelled in its mad veins . We take the skull up ...
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... moral of its own quite un- like life too . I'm afraid it's a Heathen mystery , symbolizing a Pagan doctrine ; protesting - as the Pompeians very likely were , assembled at their thea- tre and laughing at their games ; as Sallust and his ...
... moral of its own quite un- like life too . I'm afraid it's a Heathen mystery , symbolizing a Pagan doctrine ; protesting - as the Pompeians very likely were , assembled at their thea- tre and laughing at their games ; as Sallust and his ...
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... moral- ity you have in the comedies of William Congreve , Esq . They are full of wit . Such manners as he ob- serves , he observes with great humor ; but ah ! it's a weary feast , that banquet of wit where no love is . It palls very ...
... moral- ity you have in the comedies of William Congreve , Esq . They are full of wit . Such manners as he ob- serves , he observes with great humor ; but ah ! it's a weary feast , that banquet of wit where no love is . It palls very ...
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Сторінка 131 - 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 130 - 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: when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions and debates of mankind.
Сторінка 88 - HAvE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Сторінка 30 - That the remaining hundred thousand may at a year old be offered in sale to the persons of quality, and fortune, through the kingdom, always advising the mother to let them suck plentifully in the last month, so as to render them plump, and fat for a good table. 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, and seasoned with a little pepper or salt will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially...
Сторінка 78 - To Dr. Jonathan Swift, the most agreeable companion, the truest friend, and the greatest genius of his age.
Сторінка 91 - 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 273 - Sweet AUBURN ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power. Here, as I take my solitary rounds...
Сторінка 191 - She comes ! she comes ! the sable throne behold 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. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sickening stars fade off the ethereal plain; . As Argus
Сторінка 261 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Tho' round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Сторінка 274 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly. For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt...