Speeches, literary and social. With chapters on 'Charles Dickens as a letter writer, poet, and public reader' [and a bibliography. Ed. by R.H. Shepherd].Hotten, 1870 - 372 páginas |
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... sure as ever they stirred ' em up a bit , and made ' em roar , Jinkinson opens his eyes if he wos ever so bad , calls out , ' There's the bears ! ' and rewives agin . Vun day the doctor happenin ' to say , ' I shall look in as usual to ...
... sure as ever they stirred ' em up a bit , and made ' em roar , Jinkinson opens his eyes if he wos ever so bad , calls out , ' There's the bears ! ' and rewives agin . Vun day the doctor happenin ' to say , ' I shall look in as usual to ...
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... sure you have done more good , and not only fastened more kindly feelings , but prompted more positive acts of benevolence by this little publication than can be " " * We are told that Overs did not live long after the publication of ...
... sure you have done more good , and not only fastened more kindly feelings , but prompted more positive acts of benevolence by this little publication than can be " " * We are told that Overs did not live long after the publication of ...
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... sure , by their presence here . Judging of you by myself , I am certain that the recol- lection of their beautiful faces will cheer your lonely vigils upon the ocean for a long time to come . * The Britannia was the vessel that conveyed ...
... sure , by their presence here . Judging of you by myself , I am certain that the recol- lection of their beautiful faces will cheer your lonely vigils upon the ocean for a long time to come . * The Britannia was the vessel that conveyed ...
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... sure upon the other , that if , instead of being what I am , I were the greatest genius that ever trod the earth , and had diverted myself for the oppression and degradation of mankind , you would despise and reject me . I hope you will ...
... sure upon the other , that if , instead of being what I am , I were the greatest genius that ever trod the earth , and had diverted myself for the oppression and degradation of mankind , you would despise and reject me . I hope you will ...
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... sure , in the presence of such writers as Bryant , Halleck , and — but I suppose I must not mention the ladies here- THE LITERATURE OF AMERICA : She well knows how to do honour to her own literature and to that of other lands , when she ...
... sure , in the presence of such writers as Bryant , Halleck , and — but I suppose I must not mention the ladies here- THE LITERATURE OF AMERICA : She well knows how to do honour to her own literature and to that of other lands , when she ...
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Página 134 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Página 339 - Oh ! it is hard to take to heart the lesson that such deaths will teach, but let no man reject it, for it is one that all must learn, and is a mighty, universal Truth. When Death strikes down the innocent and young, for every fragile form from which he lets the panting spirit free, a hundred virtues rise, in shapes of mercy, charity, and love, to walk the world, and bless it. Of every tear that sorrowing mortals shed on such green graves, some good is born, some gentler nature comes.
Página 312 - Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou...
Página 35 - One Sunday night my mother reads to Peggotty and me in there, how Lazarus was raised up from the dead. And I am so frightened that they are afterwards obliged to take me out of bed, and show me the quiet churchyard out of the bedroom window, with the dead all lying in their graves at rest, below the solemn moon.
Página 88 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Página 32 - The essential value and truth of Dickens's writings have been unwisely lost sight of by many thoughtful persons, merely because he presents his truth with some colour of caricature. Unwisely, because Dickens's caricature, though often gross, is never mistaken. Allowing for his manner of telling them, the things he tells us are always true.
Página 162 - Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Página 339 - Along the crowded path they bore her now ; pure as the newly fallen snow that covered it ; whose day on earth had been as fleeting. Under that porch, where she had sat when Heaven in its mercy brought her to that peaceful spot, she passed again, and the old church received her in its quiet shade.
Página 37 - ... spectres until day; where even the blessed sun, shining down on festering elements of corruption and disease, became a horror; this was the realm of Hope through which they moved. At last they stopped. At Eden too. The waters of the Deluge might have left it but a week before: so choked with slime and matted growth was the hideous swamp which bore that name.
Página 339 - Old men were there, whose eyes were dim and senses failing — grandmothers, who might have died ten years ago, and still been old — the deaf, the blind, the lame, the palsied, the living dead in many shapes and forms, to see the closing of that early grave.