The essays of Elia. A new edW. P. Hazard, 1857 |
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... heart withal , -long since dissipated , or scattered into air at the blast of the breaking of that famous BUBBLE . Such is the SOUTH - SEA HOUSE . At least , such it was forty years ago , when I knew it , —a magnificent relic ! What ...
... heart withal , -long since dissipated , or scattered into air at the blast of the breaking of that famous BUBBLE . Such is the SOUTH - SEA HOUSE . At least , such it was forty years ago , when I knew it , —a magnificent relic ! What ...
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... hearts for ) are as good as anything from Herculaneum . The pounce- boxes of our days have gone retrograde . The very clerks which I remember in the South - Sea House- I speak of forty years back - had an air very different from those ...
... hearts for ) are as good as anything from Herculaneum . The pounce- boxes of our days have gone retrograde . The very clerks which I remember in the South - Sea House- I speak of forty years back - had an air very different from those ...
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... heart as the thousands which stand before it . He is the true actor , who , whether his part be a prince or a peasant , must act it with like intensity . With Tipp form was everything . His life was formal . His actions seemed ruled ...
... heart as the thousands which stand before it . He is the true actor , who , whether his part be a prince or a peasant , must act it with like intensity . With Tipp form was everything . His life was formal . His actions seemed ruled ...
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Charles Lamb. at present in the thick of their books , here in the heart of learn- ing , under the shadow of the mighty Bodley . I can here play the gentleman , enact the student . To such a one as myself , who has been defrauded in his ...
Charles Lamb. at present in the thick of their books , here in the heart of learn- ing , under the shadow of the mighty Bodley . I can here play the gentleman , enact the student . To such a one as myself , who has been defrauded in his ...
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... heart exclaim upon sweet Calme in Wiltshire ! To this late hour of my life , I trace impressions left by the rec- ollection of those friendless holidays . The long warm days of summer never return but they bring with them a gloom from ...
... heart exclaim upon sweet Calme in Wiltshire ! To this late hour of my life , I trace impressions left by the rec- ollection of those friendless holidays . The long warm days of summer never return but they bring with them a gloom from ...
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Стр. 26 - CVL , with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Стр. 84 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Стр. 157 - The ears of Ho-ti tingled with horror. He cursed his son, and he cursed himself that ever he should beget a son that should eat burnt pig.
Стр. 160 - See him in the dish, his second cradle, how meek he lieth ! — wouldst thou have had this innocent grow up to the grossness and indocility which too often accompany maturer swinehood ? Ten to one he would have proved a glutton, a sloven, an obstinate, disagreeable animal — wallowing in all manner of filthy conversation — from these sins he is happily snatched away — Ere sin could blight, or sorrow fade, Death came with timely care...
Стр. 114 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Стр. 112 - I WAS born, and passed the first seven years of my life, in the Temple. Its church, its halls, its gardens, its fountain, its river, I had almost said — for in those young years, what was this king of rivers to me but a stream that watered our pleasant places ? — these are of my oldest recollections.
Стр. 206 - I dream away my life in others' speculations. I love to lose myself in other men's minds. When I am not walking I am reading ; I cannot sit and think. Books think for me.
Стр. 158 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbors would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them. Nevertheless, strange stories got about. It was observed that Ho-ti's cottage was burnt down now more frequently than ever. Nothing but fires from this time forward. Some would break out in broad day, others in the night-time. As often as the sow farrowed, so sure was the house of...
Стр. 40 - ... smack of the rough magnanimity of the old English vein ? Do they not fortify like a cordial ; enlarging the heart, and productive of sweet blood, and generous spirits, in the concoction? Where be those puling fears of death, just now expressed or affected ? — Passed like a...
Стр. 158 - ... it asunder, thrust the lesser half by main force into the fists of Ho-ti, still shouting out, "Eat, eat, eat the burnt pig, father, only taste, — O Lord," — with suchlike barbarous ejaculations, cramming all the while as if he would choke.