Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Vydanie 10Archibald Hamilton Bryce 1862 |
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Strana iv
... honour . Some of these may be objected to as hackneyed ; but it must be remembered that though familiar to us , they are fresh to the rising generation ; and that if they delighted our youthful fancies , they will be no less success ...
... honour . Some of these may be objected to as hackneyed ; but it must be remembered that though familiar to us , they are fresh to the rising generation ; and that if they delighted our youthful fancies , they will be no less success ...
Strana 23
... honour ; but think , ye brawling canaille , how will it be when a whole Bastille springs skyward ! In such statuesque , taper - holding attitude , one fancies De Launay might have left Thuriot , the red clerks of the Basoche , Curé of ...
... honour ; but think , ye brawling canaille , how will it be when a whole Bastille springs skyward ! In such statuesque , taper - holding attitude , one fancies De Launay might have left Thuriot , the red clerks of the Basoche , Curé of ...
Strana 31
... honours . To one given to day dreaming , and fond of losing himself in reveries , a sea voyage is full of subjects for meditation ; but then they are the wonders of the deep and of the air , and rather tend to abstract the mind from ...
... honours . To one given to day dreaming , and fond of losing himself in reveries , a sea voyage is full of subjects for meditation ; but then they are the wonders of the deep and of the air , and rather tend to abstract the mind from ...
Strana 44
... fire whilst I did it . " I believe , sir , ' said he , very modestly , " I can please him best myself .'- ' I am sure , ' said I , ' his honour will not like the toast the worse for being toasted 44 STORY OF LE FEVRE .
... fire whilst I did it . " I believe , sir , ' said he , very modestly , " I can please him best myself .'- ' I am sure , ' said I , ' his honour will not like the toast the worse for being toasted 44 STORY OF LE FEVRE .
Strana 45
... honour ? " - " Nothing in the world , Trim , " said my uncle Toby , blowing his nose , - " but that thou art a good - natured fellow . ” - " When I gave him the toast , " continued the Corporal , “ I thought it was proper to tell him I ...
... honour ? " - " Nothing in the world , Trim , " said my uncle Toby , blowing his nose , - " but that thou art a good - natured fellow . ” - " When I gave him the toast , " continued the Corporal , “ I thought it was proper to tell him I ...
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Strana 297 - Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Strana 281 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Strana 85 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Strana 252 - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Strana 281 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew...
Strana 166 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee...
Strana 201 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Strana 238 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Strana 296 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roared, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy, But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Strana 237 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...