Some Literary EccentricsA. Constable, 1906 - 296 sidor |
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... joy , the old father reappeared , and insisted that he should stay to dinner , requesting his daughter to entertain the visitor meanwhile . As soon as Buncle was again left alone with Miss Noel , he told ' JOHN BUNCLE ' AND ITS AUTHOR 5.
... joy , the old father reappeared , and insisted that he should stay to dinner , requesting his daughter to entertain the visitor meanwhile . As soon as Buncle was again left alone with Miss Noel , he told ' JOHN BUNCLE ' AND ITS AUTHOR 5.
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... Miss Noel begged that she might hear no more on that subject . She would rather , she said , hear his views on the ' primævity ' of the Hebrew language . Thus challenged , Buncle proceeded to give , at some length , his reasons for ...
... Miss Noel begged that she might hear no more on that subject . She would rather , she said , hear his views on the ' primævity ' of the Hebrew language . Thus challenged , Buncle proceeded to give , at some length , his reasons for ...
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... Miss Noel quietly replied that , if he did not talk about some- thing more rational , she must leave the room . ' If you please , then , Madam , ' said he at once , we will con- sider the miracle at Babel . ' He then owned to being ...
... Miss Noel quietly replied that , if he did not talk about some- thing more rational , she must leave the room . ' If you please , then , Madam , ' said he at once , we will con- sider the miracle at Babel . ' He then owned to being ...
Sida 8
... Miss Noel died of the small - pox . For the space of two months the bereaved lover scarcely spoke ; then he resolved to go home to his father , whom he had not seen for five years . But at home further trouble was in store for him . His ...
... Miss Noel died of the small - pox . For the space of two months the bereaved lover scarcely spoke ; then he resolved to go home to his father , whom he had not seen for five years . But at home further trouble was in store for him . His ...
Sida 9
... Miss Melmoth , put up at the same inn , and for the following three weeks breakfasted , dined , and supped together . Miss Mel- moth was fluent in Latin and Greek , and they talked together ' like two critics , or two grammarians , anti ...
... Miss Melmoth , put up at the same inn , and for the following three weeks breakfasted , dined , and supped together . Miss Mel- moth was fluent in Latin and Greek , and they talked together ' like two critics , or two grammarians , anti ...
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Sida 116 - I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
Sida 110 - There are no fields of amaranth on this side of the grave; there are no voices, O Rhodope, that are not soon mute, however tuneful; there is no name, with whatever emphasis of passionate love repeated, of which the echo is not faint at last.
Sida 233 - By a daisy whose leaves spread Shut when Titan goes to bed ; Or a shady bush or tree, She could more infuse in me, Than all Nature's beauties can, In some other wiser man.
Sida 131 - ... at least as old as his earliest plays. This however is certain, that he is the first who taught either tragedy or comedy to please, there being no theatrical piece of any older writer, of which the name is known, except to antiquaries and collectors of books, which are sought because they are scarce, and would not have been scarce, had they been much esteemed.
Sida 188 - I should like a little previous consideration before I move in a thin house of country gentlemen, a large vote for the creation of a wooden man to calculate tables from the formula xz + x + 41.
Sida 237 - This thy picture, therefore show I, Naked, unto every eye ; Yet no fear of rival know I, Neither touch of jealousy; For, the more make love to thee, I the more shall pleased be. I am no Italian lover, That will mew thee in a jail ; But thy beauty I discover, English-like, without a veil. If thou may'st be won away, Win and wear thee he that may.
Sida 110 - We may enjoy the present while we are insensible of infirmity and decay: but the present, like a note in music, is nothing but as it appertains to what is past and what is to come.
Sida 146 - His gait was slouching and awkward, and his dress neglected ; but when he began to talk he could not be mistaken for a common man. In the company of persons with whom he was not familiar his bashfulness was painful ; but when he became entirely at ease, and entered on a favourite topic, no one's conversation was ever more delightful.
Sida 221 - After all, life has something serious in it. It cannot all be a comic history of humanity. Some men would, I believe, write the Comic Sermon on the Mount. Think of a Comic History of England ; the drollery of Alfred ; the fun of Sir Thomas More in the Tower ; the farce of his daughter begging the dead head, and clasping it in her coffin on her bosom. Surely the world will be sick of this blasphemy.
Sida 234 - Her true beauty leaves behind Apprehensions in my mind Of more sweetness, than all art Or inventions can impart. Thoughts too deep to be expressed, And too strong to be suppressed.