Publicity: An Essay on Advertising

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G. S. Brown, 1878 - 412 стор.
 

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Сторінка 124 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Сторінка 368 - All scattered in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Сторінка 368 - Gloster stumbled: and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Into the tumbling billows of the main. O Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes...
Сторінка 258 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ?" Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Сторінка 370 - The ghost of the person condemned to walk the earth in a biography glides into a public library, and goes to the shelf where his mummied life lies in its paper cerements. I can see the pale shadow glancing through the pages and hear the comments that shape themselves in the bodiless intelligence as if they were made vocal by living lips.
Сторінка 152 - My lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there ; 3 I do beseech you, send for some of them.
Сторінка 140 - Promise, large promise, is the soul of an advertisement. I remember a wash-ball that had a quality truly wonderful — It gave an exquisite edge to the razor.
Сторінка 190 - The next observed that the word makes might as well be omitted, because his customers would not care who made the hats; if good and to their mind they would buy, by whomsoever made. He struck it out. A third said he thought the words for ready money were useless, as it was not the custom of the place to sell on credit.
Сторінка 133 - He was a low man, of an ill cut, very short neck, and his visage and features were most particular. His mouth was the centre of his face ; and a compass there would sweep his nose, forehead, and chin, within the perimeter.
Сторінка 138 - Tower, pretending only curiosity of seeing the regalia there, when, stabbing the keeper, though not mortally, he boldly went away with it through all the guards, taken only by the accident of his horse falling down. How he came to be pardoned, and even received into...

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