My youthful companions, by the author of 'My school-boy days'.Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1846 - Počet stran: 154 |
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My youthful companions. J.Marchant . HAdlard London , Longman & Co Page ! MY YOUTHFUL COMPANIONS . BY THE AUTHOR OF < 6. CHARLES MURPHY HAVING HIS FORTUNE TOLD . London . Longman & Co.
My youthful companions. J.Marchant . HAdlard London , Longman & Co Page ! MY YOUTHFUL COMPANIONS . BY THE AUTHOR OF < 6. CHARLES MURPHY HAVING HIS FORTUNE TOLD . London . Longman & Co.
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... Side of the River.- Charles Murphy and the Fortune - teller . - Conversation on An- gling . Letter from Arthur Sampson . His Visits to myself . — Reproves Charles Murphy . - Arthur Sampson's last Letter and Death . A Visit to his Grave ...
... Side of the River.- Charles Murphy and the Fortune - teller . - Conversation on An- gling . Letter from Arthur Sampson . His Visits to myself . — Reproves Charles Murphy . - Arthur Sampson's last Letter and Death . A Visit to his Grave ...
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... Fortune . - My parting Advice to him . - Becomes a Bankrupt . Placed in a Counting - house . - His Regret . - Lines on Contentment 118 CHAP . VIII . -- The reflecting Boy : Lines from Wordsworth.- Fred Sherbourne's Conjectures . Alfred ...
... Fortune . - My parting Advice to him . - Becomes a Bankrupt . Placed in a Counting - house . - His Regret . - Lines on Contentment 118 CHAP . VIII . -- The reflecting Boy : Lines from Wordsworth.- Fred Sherbourne's Conjectures . Alfred ...
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... FORTUNE - TELLER . CONVERSATION ON ANGLING . LETTER FROM ARTHUR SAMPSON . HIS VISITS TO MYSelf . -REPROVES CHARLES MURPHY . - ARTHUR SAMPSON'S LAST LETTER AND DEATH . A VISIT TO HIS GRAVE . Many sounds were sweet , Most ravishing and ...
... FORTUNE - TELLER . CONVERSATION ON ANGLING . LETTER FROM ARTHUR SAMPSON . HIS VISITS TO MYSelf . -REPROVES CHARLES MURPHY . - ARTHUR SAMPSON'S LAST LETTER AND DEATH . A VISIT TO HIS GRAVE . Many sounds were sweet , Most ravishing and ...
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... fortune - teller , and she wanted to " tell the young gentlemen their fortunes . " Whether the sibyl saw any thing in my face denoting that I was not very favourable to her calling or no , I cannot say , but certain it is she attacked ...
... fortune - teller , and she wanted to " tell the young gentlemen their fortunes . " Whether the sibyl saw any thing in my face denoting that I was not very favourable to her calling or no , I cannot say , but certain it is she attacked ...
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Alfred Rowland Arthur Sampson asked beautiful character Charles Murphy Coachy cottage Cousin John dear friend dear old schoolfellow death delight dervise diligence door drachmas endeavoured Esquire eyes Father William replied fear feel felt fish forget fortune Frank Goddard Fred Sherbourne friendship gentleman giving up angling gold gold-headed cane grave hand happy hath hear heart honour hope hour indolent Izaak Walton John Morphew John's letter live London look Master Evrett Matt Norden mind Mother Marpet neighbours never occasion old companions old friend Gervase old woman once parents Patroclus philosopher piety pleased pleasure poet racter recollect rejoined remarked rich scene seek Sherbourne's sibyl soon sorrow soul spirit sure sweet tale tears tell thee THEOCRITUS thing thou thought truth Uncle John Vice views walk wealth William Doane William Gervase wish wonder youthful companions
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Strana 143 - Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be ? — It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought...
Strana 67 - Therefore came I forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
Strana 130 - Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice ; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo, thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.
Strana 49 - The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed, .
Strana 51 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Strana 143 - WISDOM hath builded her house, she hath hewn out her seven pillars: she hath killed her beasts; she hath mingled her wine ; she hath also furnished her table. She hath sent forth her maidens : she crieth upon the highest places of the city, Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: as for him that wanteth understanding, she saith to him , Come, eat of my bread, and drink of the wine which I have mingled.
Strana 78 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Strana 25 - You are old, Father William," the young man cried, "And life must be hastening away; You are cheerful and love to converse upon death: Now tell me the reason, I pray.
Strana 130 - MY mind to me a kingdom is ; Such perfect joy therein I find As far exceeds all earthly bliss That God or nature hath assigned ; Though much I want that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave.
Strana 143 - Tis, finally, the man who lifted high, Conspicuous object in a nation's eye, Or left unthought of in obscurity, Who, with a toward or untoward lot, Prosperous or adverse to his wish or not, Plays in the many games of life that one Where what he most doth value must be won...