The History of Pendennis: His Fortunes and Misfortunes, His Friends and His Greatest Enemy, Volume 2Bradbury and Evans, 1850 - 372 pagina's |
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Pagina 6
... thought , d'you know , Harry , of writing to the landlady , and begging that she would have the kindness to put only very little wine in the negus which you take , and see that you have your shawl on before you get into your Brougham ...
... thought , d'you know , Harry , of writing to the landlady , and begging that she would have the kindness to put only very little wine in the negus which you take , and see that you have your shawl on before you get into your Brougham ...
Pagina 7
... thought her rather forward , and didn't listen to her singing . only sang at you and Mr. Pendennis , it seemed to me . her if you wish , Harry , " and so Miss Amory's name was written on the card with her mother's . This piece of ...
... thought her rather forward , and didn't listen to her singing . only sang at you and Mr. Pendennis , it seemed to me . her if you wish , Harry , " and so Miss Amory's name was written on the card with her mother's . This piece of ...
Pagina 11
... thought little Foker , com- pared to her ? She's all soul , she is , and can write poetry or compose music , as easy as I could drink a glass of beer . Beer ? -damme , that ' s all I'm fit for , is beer . I am a poor , ignorant little ...
... thought little Foker , com- pared to her ? She's all soul , she is , and can write poetry or compose music , as easy as I could drink a glass of beer . Beer ? -damme , that ' s all I'm fit for , is beer . I am a poor , ignorant little ...
Pagina 13
... thoughts , Fokey ! " cried out Miss Rougemont , taking her cigar from her truly vermilion lips , as she beheld the young fellow lost in thought , seated at the head of his table , amidst melting ices , and cut pine - apples , and ...
... thoughts , Fokey ! " cried out Miss Rougemont , taking her cigar from her truly vermilion lips , as she beheld the young fellow lost in thought , seated at the head of his table , amidst melting ices , and cut pine - apples , and ...
Pagina 17
... thought of the incongruity of their talk , perhaps ; whilst the old gentleman at his side was utterly unconscious of any such contrast . His hat was brushed : his wig was trim his neckcloth was perfectly tied . He looked at every soul ...
... thought of the incongruity of their talk , perhaps ; whilst the old gentleman at his side was utterly unconscious of any such contrast . His hat was brushed : his wig was trim his neckcloth was perfectly tied . He looked at every soul ...
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The history of Pendennis: his fortunes and misfortunes, his ..., Volume 2 Thackeray Volledige weergave - 1850 |
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Pagina 362 - I do not like thee, Dr Fell. The reason why I cannot tell, But this I know, I know full well, I do not like thee, Dr Fell.
Pagina 237 - I see the truth in that man, as I do in his brother, whose logic drives him to quite a different conclusion, and who, after having passed a life in vain endeavours to reconcile an irreconcilable book, flings it at last down in despair, and declares, with tearful eyes, and hands up to heaven, his revolt and recantation.
Pagina 309 - ... outline of the elder man's tour thus gloomily sketched out, the young one begins to speak. He has been in the country — very much bored — canvassing — uncommonly slow — he is here for a day or two, and going on to — to the neighbourhood of Tunbridge Wells, to some friends — that will be uncommonly slow, too. How hard it is to make an Englishman acknowledge that he is happy ! "And the seat in Parliament, Pen? Have you made it all right ? " asks Warrington. "All right, — as soon as...
Pagina vii - Since the author of Tom Jones was buried, uo writer of fiction among us has been permitted to depict to his utmost power a MAN. "VVe must drape him, and give him a certain conventional simper. Society will not tolerate the Natural in our Art.
Pagina v - TP this kind of composition, of which the two years' product is now laid before the public, fail in art, as it constantly does and must, it at least has the advantage of a certain truth and honesty, which a work more elaborate might lose. In his constant communication with the reader, the writer is forced into frankness of expression, and to speak out his own mind and feelings as they urge him.
Pagina 237 - ... of his terrace, and muse over preacher and audience, and turn to his roll of Plato, or his pleasant Greek song-book babbling of honey and Hybla, and nymphs and fountains and love. To what, we say, does this scepticism lead? It leads a man to a shameful loneliness and selfishness, so to speak — the more shameful, because it is so goodhumoured and conscienceless and serene. Conscience! What is conscience ? Why accept remorse ? What is public or private faith? Mythuses alike enveloped in enormous...
Pagina 189 - As they were talking the clock struck nine, and Helen reminded him how, when he was a little boy, she used to go up to his hed-room at that hour, and hear him say Our Father. And once more, oh, once more, the young man fell down at his mother's sacred knees, and sobbed out the prayer which the Divine Tenderness uttered for us, and which has been echoed for twenty ages since by millions of sinful and humbled men. And as he spoke the last words of the supplication, the mother's head fell down on her...