The History of Pendennis: His Fortunes and Misfortunes, His Friends and His Greatest Enemy

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A. and C. Black, 1903 - 913 Seiten

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Seite 872 - 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.
Seite 72 - It is best to love wisely, no doubt : but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
Seite 352 - 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 332 - ... selfish. He could not cultivate a friendship or do a charity, or admire a work of genius, or kindle at the sight of beauty or the sound of a sweet song — he had no time, and no eyes for anything but his law-books. All was dark outside his reading-lamp. Love, and Nature, and Art, (which is the expression of our praise and sense of the beautiful world of God), were shut out from him. And as he turned off his lonely lamp at night, he never thought but that he had spent the day profitably, and...
Seite 723 - Friend Arthur was a Sadducee, and the Baptist might be in the Wilderness shouting to the poor, who were listening with all their might and faith to the preacher's awful accents and denunciations of wrath or woe or salvation ; and our friend the Sadducee would turn his sleek mule with a shrug and a smile from the crowd, and go home to the shade 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...
Seite 873 - The man that lays his hand upon a woman, Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch Whom 'twere gross flattery to name a coward.
Seite 59 - She bristled with indignation at the thought. Pen explained it was not of her he spoke, but of Ophelia of the play. " Oh, indeed ; if no offence was meant, none was taken : but as for Bingley, indeed, she did not value him — not that glass of punch." Pen next tried her on Kotzebue. " Kotzebue ? who was he ? " — " The author of the play in which she had been performing so admirably." "She did not know that — the man's name at the beginning of the book was Thompson,

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