The Oxford Thackeray: With Illustrations, 76. izdaja ,Količina 13H. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1909 |
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Stran 11
... wife , Lady Castlewood , saying - No wonder she became a favourite , for the king likes them old and ugly , as his father did before him . ' On which papa said— All women were alike ; that there was never one so beautiful as that one ...
... wife , Lady Castlewood , saying - No wonder she became a favourite , for the king likes them old and ugly , as his father did before him . ' On which papa said— All women were alike ; that there was never one so beautiful as that one ...
Stran 19
... wife , and what indeed little Harry knew better than he - viz . , the history of the house how by yonder gate the page ran away with the heiress of Castlewood , by which the estate came into the present family , how the Roundheads ...
... wife , and what indeed little Harry knew better than he - viz . , the history of the house how by yonder gate the page ran away with the heiress of Castlewood , by which the estate came into the present family , how the Roundheads ...
Stran 23
... wife shan't ! ' and swords were drawn , and blood drawn , too , until friends separated them on this quarrel . Few men were so jealous about the point of honour in those days ; and gentlemen of good birth and lineage thought A ...
... wife shan't ! ' and swords were drawn , and blood drawn , too , until friends separated them on this quarrel . Few men were so jealous about the point of honour in those days ; and gentlemen of good birth and lineage thought A ...
Stran 26
... wife , expelled the life out of it , which was nothing but corruption . The mother's natural pang at losing this poor little child must have been increased when she thought of her rival Frank Esmond's wife , who was a favourite of the ...
... wife , expelled the life out of it , which was nothing but corruption . The mother's natural pang at losing this poor little child must have been increased when she thought of her rival Frank Esmond's wife , who was a favourite of the ...
Stran 29
... wife never told him pretty stories ; she quarrelled with Uncle George , and he went away . After this Harry's Bon Papa , and his wife and two children of her own that she brought with her , came to live at Ealing . The new wife gave her ...
... wife never told him pretty stories ; she quarrelled with Uncle George , and he went away . After this Harry's Bon Papa , and his wife and two children of her own that she brought with her , came to live at Ealing . The new wife gave her ...
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Addison admire aide de camp army asked Beatrix beautiful better brought called Captain charming child Church coach Colonel Esmond Court cried daughter dear delightful Dick dinner doctor Duke England English eyes face famous Father Holt fond Frank French friends gentleman George give grace hand happy Harry Esmond hath head heart Hexton honour horses humour Jesuit Kensington kind king king's kissed knew Lady Castlewood ladyship laugh lived London look Lord Bolingbroke Lord Castlewood Lord Mohun lord viscount lord's lordship Madam Majesty marriage married mistress Monsieur mother never night passed periwig play poor Pope pretty prince Prince of Orange princess queen royal says my lord smile speak Steele Swift talk Tatler Thomas Esmond thought told took Trix Tusher twas viscountess Westbury Whig whilst wife woman word young
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Stran 557 - 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.
Stran 661 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Stran 670 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Stran 665 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Stran 513 - Many who praise virtue do no more than praise it. Yet it is reasonable to believe that Addison's professions and practice were at no great variance, since, amidst that storm of faction in which most of his life was passed, though his station made him conspicuous and his activity made him formidable, the character given him by his friends was never contradicted by his enemies : of those with whom interest or opinion united him he had not only the esteem, but the kindness; and of others, whom the violence...
Stran 512 - I live a rent-charge on His providence : But you, whom every Muse and grace adorn, Whom I foresee to better fortune born, Be kind to my remains ; and oh, defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend ! Let not the insulting foe my fame pursue, But shade those laurels which descend to you : And take for tribute what these lines express ; You merit more, nor could my love do less.
Stran 545 - His mother, between laughing and chiding, would have put him out of the room ; but I would not part with him so. I found, upon conversation with him, though he was a little noisy in his mirth, that the child had excellent parts, and was a great master of all the learning on the other side eight years old.
Stran 661 - 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, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Stran 528 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; 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.
Stran 460 - The humourous writer professes to awaken and direct your love, your pity, your kindness — your scorn for untruth, pretension, imposture — your tenderness for the weak, the poor, the oppressed, the unhappy. To the best of his means and ability he comments on all the ordinary actions and passions of life almost. He takes upon himself to be the week-day preacher, so to speak. Accordingly, as he finds, and speaks, and feels the truth best, we regard him, esteem him — sometimes love him.