The Gentleman's Magazine, 4권;228권Bradbury, Evans, 1870 |
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... mind you , I should be sorry for a son of mine to be launched upon the great tide of life compass- less and rudderless as I was ; for you can readily judge that my mother was not the sort of woman to fortify her son with moral armour ...
... mind you , I should be sorry for a son of mine to be launched upon the great tide of life compass- less and rudderless as I was ; for you can readily judge that my mother was not the sort of woman to fortify her son with moral armour ...
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... mind wanders back to the well - filled coffers of the past ? Ask the dying man why he thinks of those early days when he sat by his mother's knee and listened to the sweet music of her loving voice ? Ask the rich man in the burning pit ...
... mind wanders back to the well - filled coffers of the past ? Ask the dying man why he thinks of those early days when he sat by his mother's knee and listened to the sweet music of her loving voice ? Ask the rich man in the burning pit ...
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... mind like a dull , painful feeling , in which there was much sorrow and sympathy for my father . If he had not seemed ashamed , I should have thought the incident rather funny than other- wise ; but I had seen his eye fall on me as mine ...
... mind like a dull , painful feeling , in which there was much sorrow and sympathy for my father . If he had not seemed ashamed , I should have thought the incident rather funny than other- wise ; but I had seen his eye fall on me as mine ...
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... mind and sent me to work - to work in that same factory where he had worked , and for years I crossed that bridge daily , and for years saw my poor father lying in the water . I could not shut out the picture ; it would come up in the ...
... mind and sent me to work - to work in that same factory where he had worked , and for years I crossed that bridge daily , and for years saw my poor father lying in the water . I could not shut out the picture ; it would come up in the ...
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... minds , something of it will remain there . Perhaps he did not altogether deceive himself ; the foundations of a work settle down in the public mind . The truth is , that this populace , attentive to this wolf , this bear , to this man ...
... minds , something of it will remain there . Perhaps he did not altogether deceive himself ; the foundations of a work settle down in the public mind . The truth is , that this populace , attentive to this wolf , this bear , to this man ...
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546 페이지 - I will not be put to the question. Don't you consider, Sir, that these are not the manners of a gentleman ? I will not be baited with what and why ; what is this ? what is that ? why is a cow's tail long? why is a fox's tail bushy ?" The gentleman, who was a good deal out of countenance, said, " Why, Sir, you are so good, that I venture to trouble you.
198 페이지 - As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
197 페이지 - Pity it is that the momentary beauties flowing from an harmonious elocution cannot, like those of poetry, be their own record; that the animated graces of the player can live no longer than the instant breath and motion that presents them, or at best can but faintly glimmer through the memory or imperfect attestation of a few surviving spectators...
65 페이지 - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.
68 페이지 - No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
552 페이지 - He had thought more than any body supposed, and had a pretty good stock of general learning and knowledge. He had all Dr. Johnson's principles, with some degree of relaxation. He had rather too little, than too much prudence; and, his imagination being lively, he often said things of which the effect was very different from the intention. He resembled sometimes The best good man, with the worst natur'd muse.
542 페이지 - Mr. Boswell amounted almost to pain. His eyes goggled with eagerness; he leant his ear almost on the shoulder of the Doctor; and his mouth dropped open to catch every syllable that might be uttered : nay, he seemed not only to dread losing a word, but to be anxious not to miss a breathing; as if hoping from it, latently or mystically, some information.
126 페이지 - Now there is nothing in the understanding which was not before in the sense. And, therefore, to exercise the senses well about the right perceiving the differences of things, will be to lay the grounds for all wisdom, and all wise discourse, and all discreet actions in one's course of life.
65 페이지 - From henceforth, this damning guilty secret became the ruling force in his life, holding him with a morbid fascination, yet filling him with remorse and anguish and insane dread of detection.
197 페이지 - The painter dead, yet still he charms the eye; While England lives, his fame can never die: But he who struts his hour upon the stage, Can scarce extend his fame for half an age; Nor pen nor pencil can the actor save, The art, and artist, share one common grave.