The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Band 3Smith, Elder & Company, 1868 |
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... person writing strives to tell the truth . If there is not that , there is nothing . Perhaps the lovers of " excitement " may care to know , that this book began with a very precise plan , which was entirely put aside . Ladies and ...
... person writing strives to tell the truth . If there is not that , there is nothing . Perhaps the lovers of " excitement " may care to know , that this book began with a very precise plan , which was entirely put aside . Ladies and ...
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... person and family , which was very large . Master Ribstone coming home for the Christmas holidays from Eton , over - ate himself and had a fever , in which Mr. Pendennis treated him with the greatest skill and tenderness . In a word ...
... person and family , which was very large . Master Ribstone coming home for the Christmas holidays from Eton , over - ate himself and had a fever , in which Mr. Pendennis treated him with the greatest skill and tenderness . In a word ...
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... persons amongst his circle of acquaintance - women , in whose angelical natures , there is something awful , as well as beautiful , to contem- plate ; at whose feet the wildest and fiercest of us must fall down and humble ourselves , in ...
... persons amongst his circle of acquaintance - women , in whose angelical natures , there is something awful , as well as beautiful , to contem- plate ; at whose feet the wildest and fiercest of us must fall down and humble ourselves , in ...
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... person , as in that of her family . She spoke about Mr. Pendennis ( a worthy little gentleman enough , but there are others as good as he ) with an awful reverence , as if he had been the Pope of Rome on his throne , and she a cardinal ...
... person , as in that of her family . She spoke about Mr. Pendennis ( a worthy little gentleman enough , but there are others as good as he ) with an awful reverence , as if he had been the Pope of Rome on his throne , and she a cardinal ...
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... person , he had what his friends would call a dumpy , but his mamma styled a neat little figure . His hair was of a healthy brown colour , which looks like gold in the sunshine , his face was round , rosy , freckled , and good- humoured ...
... person , he had what his friends would call a dumpy , but his mamma styled a neat little figure . His hair was of a healthy brown colour , which looks like gold in the sunshine , his face was round , rosy , freckled , and good- humoured ...
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Seite 365 - ALTHOUGH I enter not, Yet round about the spot Ofttimes I hover ; And near the sacred gate, With longing eyes I wait, Expectant of her.
Seite 73 - It is best to love wisely, no doubt : but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
Seite 366 - Kneel, undisturbed, fair Saint ! Pour out your praise or plaint Meekly and duly ; I will not enter there, To sully your pure prayer With thoughts unruly. But suffer me to pace Round the forbidden place, Lingering a minute Like outcast spirits who wait And see through heaven's gate Angels within it.
Seite 356 - There she is — the great engine — she never sleeps. She has her ambassadors in every quarter of the world, her couriers upon every road. Her officers march along with armies, and her envoys walk into statesmen's cabinets. They are ubiquitous. Yonder journal has an agent, at this minute, giving bribes at Madrid, and another inspecting the price of potatoes in Covent Garden.
Seite 168 - Ah, sir — a distinct universe walks about under your hat and under mine — all things in nature are different to each — the woman we look at has not the same features, the dish we eat from has not the same taste to the one and the other — you and I are but a pair of infinite isolations, with some fellow-islands a little more or less near to us.
Seite 6 - There were those alive who remembered having seen his name painted on a board, which was sur-. mounted by a gilt pestle and mortar over the door of a very humble little shop in the city of Bath, where Mr. Pendennis exercised the profession of apothecary and surgeon ; and where he not only attended gentlemen in their sick-rooms, and ladies at the most interesting periods of their lives, but would condescend to sell a brown-paper plaster to a farmer's wife across the counter, — or to vend tooth-brushes,...
Seite viii - You shall not find fault with my Art, or fall asleep over my pages ; but I ask you to believe that this person writing strives to tell the truth. If there is not that, there is nothing.
Seite 28 - Aristophanes (whom he vowed to be the greatest poet of all). But he went so fast that, though he certainly galloped through a considerable extent of the ancient country, he clean forgot it in afterlife...
Seite 356 - Covent Garden. Look ! here comes the Foreign Express galloping in. They will be able to give news to Downing Street tomorrow : funds will rise or fall, fortunes be made or lost ; Lord B. will get up, and, holding the paper in his hand, and seeing the noble Marquis in his place, will make a great speech ; and — Mr.
Seite 250 - She had fair hair, with green reflections in it. But she had dark eyebrows. She had long black eyelashes, which veiled beautiful brown eyes. She had such a slim waist, that it was a wonder to behold ; and such slim little feet, that you would have thought the grass would hardly bend under them. Her lips were of the colour of faint rosebuds, and her voice warbled limpidly over a set of the sweetest little pearly teeth ever seen. She showed them very often, for they were very pretty. She was very good-natured,...