Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Prose PiecesMethuen, 1908 - 265 strán (strany) |
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Strana 30
... sent Sybil a beautiful basket of narcissus , with lovely white petals and staring pheasants ' eyes , and on arriving at the club , went straight to the library , rang the bell , and ordered the waiter to bring him a lemon - and- soda ...
... sent Sybil a beautiful basket of narcissus , with lovely white petals and staring pheasants ' eyes , and on arriving at the club , went straight to the library , rang the bell , and ordered the waiter to bring him a lemon - and- soda ...
Strana 38
... sent her off a telegram announcing his immediate return to London . He then ordered his valet to pack his things for the night mail , sent his gondoliers about five times their proper fare , and ran up to his sitting - room with a light ...
... sent her off a telegram announcing his immediate return to London . He then ordered his valet to pack his things for the night mail , sent his gondoliers about five times their proper fare , and ran up to his sitting - room with a light ...
Strana 39
... sent for at once , but , of course , there was nothing to be done , and she was to be buried on the 22nd at Beauchamp Chalcote . A few days before she died she had made her will , and left Lord Arthur her little house in Curzon Street ...
... sent for at once , but , of course , there was nothing to be done , and she was to be buried on the 22nd at Beauchamp Chalcote . A few days before she died she had made her will , and left Lord Arthur her little house in Curzon Street ...
Strana 50
... sent to the military Governor at Odessa , which , though timed to explode in ten days , had not done so for something like three months . It was quite true that when it did go off , it merely succeeded in blowing a housemaid to atoms ...
... sent to the military Governor at Odessa , which , though timed to explode in ten days , had not done so for something like three months . It was quite true that when it did go off , it merely succeeded in blowing a housemaid to atoms ...
Strana 51
... sent papa last Thursday . It arrived in a wooden box from London , carriage paid ; and papa feels it must have been sent by some one who had read his remarkable sermon , " Is Licence Liberty ? " for on the top of the clock was a figure ...
... sent papa last Thursday . It arrived in a wooden box from London , carriage paid ; and papa feels it must have been sent by some one who had read his remarkable sermon , " Is Licence Liberty ? " for on the top of the clock was a figure ...
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Strana 181 - Farewell ! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate: The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting? And for that riches where is my deserving ? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
Strana 172 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new: Speak of the spring and...
Strana 176 - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held...
Strana 177 - And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st: So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Strana 183 - Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read; And tongues to be your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of this world are dead; You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Strana 156 - Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime ; So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time.
Strana 65 - Indeed, in many respects, she was quite English, and was an excellent example of the fact that we have really everything in common with America nowadays, except, of course, language.
Strana 174 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Strana 182 - THEY that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
Strana 181 - Thyself thou gav'st, thy own worth then not knowing, Or me, to whom thou gav'st it, else mistaking ; So thy great gift, upon misprision growing, Comes home again, on better judgment making. Thus have I had thee, as a dream doth flatter ; In sleep a king, but waking, no such matter.