PrismaticsD. Appleton, 1854 - 235페이지 |
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... tion , or my companion drew closer to my side ) - " but he can't be fur off . Body down there yet ? " - He pointed toward the office . " Yes . " " All right , I hope - dead , I ' spect , hey ? " " Yes . " " Good night . " I had a ...
... tion , or my companion drew closer to my side ) - " but he can't be fur off . Body down there yet ? " - He pointed toward the office . " Yes . " " All right , I hope - dead , I ' spect , hey ? " " Yes . " " Good night . " I had a ...
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... tion of something seen before . The man returned now with short pieces of firewood from the neighboring bakery , and a bright fire sparkled upon the desolate hearth . Then he laid a loaf tenderly by her side and said , " She has not ...
... tion of something seen before . The man returned now with short pieces of firewood from the neighboring bakery , and a bright fire sparkled upon the desolate hearth . Then he laid a loaf tenderly by her side and said , " She has not ...
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... tion known as the malignant scarlet fever . It had been prevalent in our neighborhood , and the cases were unusu- ally fatal ; so I told him , as I rested on my knees by the bedside . He said nothing , but merely clasped his hands and ...
... tion known as the malignant scarlet fever . It had been prevalent in our neighborhood , and the cases were unusu- ally fatal ; so I told him , as I rested on my knees by the bedside . He said nothing , but merely clasped his hands and ...
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... tion gave way , then the superstructure fell — was submerged for ever , and above it rose the beautiful rainbow of consola- tion . She took the squalor , the misery , the pestilence , the poor wreck of a life in her arms , and ...
... tion gave way , then the superstructure fell — was submerged for ever , and above it rose the beautiful rainbow of consola- tion . She took the squalor , the misery , the pestilence , the poor wreck of a life in her arms , and ...
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... tion ; the tributary tears fall as the mournful pageant moves on ; the tomb closes ; night falls around it ; and in the darkness and silence we turn from the dead , dumb , voiceless past , to seek new loves and new sympathies with the ...
... tion ; the tributary tears fall as the mournful pageant moves on ; the tomb closes ; night falls around it ; and in the darkness and silence we turn from the dead , dumb , voiceless past , to seek new loves and new sympathies with the ...
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204 페이지 - For wit lying most in the assemblage of ideas, and putting those together with quickness and variety, wherein can be found any resemblance or congruity, thereby to make up pleasant pictures, and agreeable visions in the fancy ; judgment, on the contrary, lies quite on the other side, in separating carefully one from another, ideas wherein can be found the least difference, thereby to avoid being misled by similitude, and by affinity to take one thing for another.
216 페이지 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer!
172 페이지 - The quality of mercy is not strained, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest: It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
214 페이지 - I SAW him once before^ As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets Sad and wan, And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone.
216 페이지 - And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling.
76 페이지 - I how great she be ? Great, or good, or kind, or fair, I will ne'er the more despair: If she love me, this believe, I will die ere she shall grieve : If she slight me when I woo, I can scorn and let her go ; For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be ? George Wither.
75 페이지 - SHALL I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care 'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flowery meads in May, If she think not well of me, What care I how fair she be?
223 페이지 - Go," says he, one day at dinner, to an over-grown one, which had buzzed about his nose, and tormented him cruelly all dinner-time, and which, after infinite attempts, he had caught at last as it flew by him. " I'll not hurt thee," says my Uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room with the fly in his hand. " I'll not hurt a hair of thy head. Go," says he, liftin<* up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke to let it escape.
209 페이지 - Be lion-mettled, proud and take no care Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are: Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill Shall come against him.
204 페이지 - This is, I think, the best and most philosophical account that I have ever met with of wit, which generally, though not always, consists in such a resemblance and congruity of ideas as this author mentions. I shall only add to it, by way of explanation, that every resemblance of ideas is not that which we call wit, unless it be such an one...