The Norvicensian, Том 1

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Стр. 327 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
Стр. 112 - ... degree and breed ; there were droves of wild ponies, and long rows of sober cart horses ; there were donkeys, and even mules : the last rare things to be seen in damp, misty England, for the mule pines in mud and rain, and thrives best with a hot sun above and a burning sand below. There were — oh, the gallant creatures ! I hear their neigh upon the wind ; there were— goodliest sight of all — certain enormous quadrupeds only seen to perfection in our native isle, led about by dapper grooms,...
Стр. 112 - But stay! there is something remarkable about that horse, there is something in his action in which he differs from all the rest: as he advances, the clamour is hushed! all eyes are turned upon him — what looks of interest — of respect — and, what is this? people are taking off their hats — surely not to that steed! Yes, verily! men, especially old men, are taking off their hats to that one-eyed steed, and I hear more than one deep-drawn ah! '"What horse is that?
Стр. 109 - At the foot of the heights flows a narrow and deep river, with an antique bridge communicating with a long and narrow suburb, flanked on either side by rich meadows of the brightest green, beyond which spreads the city, the fine old city, perhaps the most curious specimen at present extant of the genuine old English town.
Стр. 111 - I had already attended more than one of these fairs : the present was lively enough, indeed horse fairs are seldom dull. There was shouting and whooping, neighing and braying ; there was galloping and trotting ; fellows with highlows and white stockings, and with many a string dangling from the knees of their tight breeches, were running desperately, holding horses by the halter, and in some cases dragging them along ; there were longtailed steeds, and dock-tailed steeds of every degree and breed...
Стр. 108 - No more earthly cares and affections now, my mother! Yes, one, why dost thou suddenly raise thy dark and still brilliant eye from the volume with a somewhat startled glance? What noise is that in the distant street ? Merely the noise of a hoof ; a sound common enough : it draws nearer, nearer, and now it stops before thy gate. Singular ! And now there is a pause, a long pause. Ha! thou hearest something — a footstep: a swift but heavy footstep! thou...
Стр. 108 - A fine old city, truly, is that, view it from whatever side you will ; but it shows best from the east, where the ground, bold and elevated, overlooks the fair and fertile valley in which it stands. Gazing from those heights, the eye beholds a scene which cannot fail to awaken, even in the least sensitive bosom, feelings of pleasure and admiration.
Стр. 110 - I'll go there." APPENDIX CHAPTER I. A Word for Lavengro. T AVENGRO is the history up to a certain period of one •'•"' of rather a peculiar mind and system of nerves, with an exterior shy and cold, under which lurk much curiosity, especially with regard to what is wild and extraordinary, a considerable quantity of energy and industry, and an unconquerable love of independence. It narrates his earliest dreams and feelings, dwells with minuteness on...
Стр. 108 - ... attained the middle age before I was born, no children having been vouchsafed to my parents in the early stages of their union. Yet even at the present day, now that years three-score and ten have passed over her head, attended with sorrow and troubles manifold, poorly chequered with scanty joys, can I look on that countenance and doubt that at one time beauty decked it as with a glorious garment? Hail to thee, my parent! as thou sittest there in thy widow's weeds, in the dusky parlor in the...
Стр. 112 - ... hats to that one-eyed steed, and I hear more than one deep-drawn ' ah !' " ' What horse is that ?' said I, to a very old fellow, the counterpart of the old man on the pony, save that the last wore a faded suit of velveteen, and this one was dressed in a white frock. 'The best in mother England...

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