The Cornhill Magazine, Volumes 42-43William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1880 |
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The Cornhill Magazine, Volumes 9-10;Volume 83;Volume 1901 William Makepeace Thackeray Volledige weergave - 1901 |
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A. H. Layard admirable æsthetic afraid Angus Sutherland appeared Ardnamurchan artist asked Assyrian bas-reliefs beautiful believe Belzoni better brother Cassilis Catherine Catherine's character Cimabue colour cried dear Doctor Egypt England English eyes face fancy father Faustus feeling figure Funchal Furnivall girl give Goethe Graden hand head Hellenic honour Huddlestone human imagination Italian Italy John of Skye Laird laugh less light live Loch Loch Hourn look Madeira marry Mary Avon mean mind minuet Morris Townsend mother nature never night Northmour once Ornsay painting parish passed pavilion Penniman perhaps person poet poor present Prince round sculpture seemed sentiment side smile speak Sterne stood supernatural suppose tell Teneriffe things thought tion told took town Tristram Shandy turned Uncle Toby walk whole wind woman XLII.-NO young
Populaire passages
Pagina 29 - There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his...
Pagina 25 - I hear! —But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
Pagina 229 - Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Pagina 26 - In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm:— I hear, I hear, with joy I hear!
Pagina 584 - Garrick described her to me as very fat, with a bosom of more than ordinary protuberance, with swelled cheeks, of a florid red, produced by thick painting, and increased by the liberal use of cordials ; flaring and fantastic in her dress, and affected both in her speech and her general behaviour.
Pagina 162 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Pagina 364 - Keats, who was killed off by one critique, Just as he really promised something great, If not intelligible, without Greek Contrived to talk about the gods of late, Much as they might have been supposed to speak. Poor fellow ! His was an untoward fate ; 'Tis strange the mind, that very fiery particle, Should let itself be snuffed out by an article.
Pagina 229 - Her lips suck forth my soul; see where it flies! — Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for Heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
Pagina 103 - Dessein's coach-yard. Much, indeed, was not to be said for it — but something might — and when a few words will rescue misery out of her distress, I hate the man who can be a churl of them.
Pagina 585 - Sir, she had read the old romances, and had got into her head the fantastical notion that a woman of spirit should use her lover like a dog. So, sir, at first she told me that I rode too fast, and she could not keep up with me, and, when I rode a little slower, she passed me, and complained that I lagged behind. I was not to be made the slave of caprice; and I resolved to begin as I meant to end. I therefore pushed on briskly, till I was fairly out of her sight.