The Oxford Thackeray: With Illustrations, Vydání 76,Svazek 13H. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1909 |
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Strana 31
... Holt - that he was now to be called Master Harry Esmond - that my Lord Viscount Castlewood was his parrain - that he was to live at the great house of Castlewood , in the province of shire , where he would see madame the viscountess ...
... Holt - that he was now to be called Master Harry Esmond - that my Lord Viscount Castlewood was his parrain - that he was to live at the great house of Castlewood , in the province of shire , where he would see madame the viscountess ...
Strana 32
... Holt a - laughing ; and even caused his grand parrain in the laced hat and periwig to laugh too when Holt told him what the child was singing . For it appeared that Dr. Martin Luther's hymns were not sung in the churches Mr. Holt ...
... Holt a - laughing ; and even caused his grand parrain in the laced hat and periwig to laugh too when Holt told him what the child was singing . For it appeared that Dr. Martin Luther's hymns were not sung in the churches Mr. Holt ...
Strana 33
... Holt had a few words . This , Harry , is Castlewood church , ' says Mr. Holt , and this is the pillar thereof , learned Doctor Tusher . Take off your hat , sirrah , and salute Doctor Tusher . ' C ' Come up to supper , doctor , ' says my ...
... Holt had a few words . This , Harry , is Castlewood church , ' says Mr. Holt , and this is the pillar thereof , learned Doctor Tusher . Take off your hat , sirrah , and salute Doctor Tusher . ' C ' Come up to supper , doctor , ' says my ...
Strana 34
... Holt said , bowing lowly , with a sort of comical humility . ' Make a pretty bow to my lady , monsieur ; and then another little bow , not so low , to Madam Tusher - the fair priestess of Castle- wood . ' ' Where I have lived and hope ...
... Holt said , bowing lowly , with a sort of comical humility . ' Make a pretty bow to my lady , monsieur ; and then another little bow , not so low , to Madam Tusher - the fair priestess of Castle- wood . ' ' Where I have lived and hope ...
Strana 35
... Holt looked on at this queer scene , with arch grave glances . The awe exhibited by the little boy perhaps pleased the lady to whom this artless flattery was bestowed ; for having gone down on his knee ( as Father Holt had directed him ...
... Holt looked on at this queer scene , with arch grave glances . The awe exhibited by the little boy perhaps pleased the lady to whom this artless flattery was bestowed ; for having gone down on his knee ( as Father Holt had directed him ...
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Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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...
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.