The essays of Elia. A new edW. P. Hazard, 1857 |
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... hour of tea and visiting . The simulta- neous sound of his well - known rap at the door with the stroke of the clock announcing six , was a topic of never - failing mirth in the families which this dear old bachelor gladdened with his ...
... hour of tea and visiting . The simulta- neous sound of his well - known rap at the door with the stroke of the clock announcing six , was a topic of never - failing mirth in the families which this dear old bachelor gladdened with his ...
Σελίδα 5
... hours . He sang , certainly , with other notes than to the Orphean lyre . He did , indeed , scream and scrape most abom- inably . His fine suite of official rooms in Threadneedle - street , which , without anything very substantial ...
... hours . He sang , certainly , with other notes than to the Orphean lyre . He did , indeed , scream and scrape most abom- inably . His fine suite of official rooms in Threadneedle - street , which , without anything very substantial ...
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... hours of my time in the contemplation of indigos , cottons , raw silks , piece - goods , flowered or otherwise . In the first place and then it sends you home with such increased appetite to your books * not to say , that your outside ...
... hours of my time in the contemplation of indigos , cottons , raw silks , piece - goods , flowered or otherwise . In the first place and then it sends you home with such increased appetite to your books * not to say , that your outside ...
Σελίδα 13
... hours after , his walking destinies returned him into the same neighbourhood again , and again the quiet image of the fire - side circle at M.'s - Mrs . M. presiding at it like a Queen Lar , with pretty A. S. at her side - striking ...
... hours after , his walking destinies returned him into the same neighbourhood again , and again the quiet image of the fire - side circle at M.'s - Mrs . M. presiding at it like a Queen Lar , with pretty A. S. at her side - striking ...
Σελίδα 16
... 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 the haunting memory of those whole - day - leaves , when ...
... 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 the haunting memory of those whole - day - leaves , when ...
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admired April Fool beauty Benchers better Bo-bo Bridget character child CHRIST'S HOSPITAL comedy common confess countenance cousin day's pleasuring dear dreams Elgin marble Elia face fancy fear feel gentle gentleman give Gladmans grace guests hand hath head heard heart Hertfordshire honor hour humor imagination impertinent Inner Temple kind knew lady less lived look Malvolio manner Margate matter mind moral morning nature never night occasion once passed passion person play pleasant pleasure poor present pretty quadrille Quakers reason remember ROBERT WILLIAM ELLISTON scarce scene seemed seen sense sight Sir Philip Sydney Sizar smile sometimes sort speak spirit stand sure sweet taste tender theatre thee thing thou thought tion Titian told true truth walk watchet Wheathampstead whist young younkers youth
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Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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.