Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volume 61James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch J. Fraser, 1860 - Authors Contains the first printing of Sartor resartus, as well as other works by Thomas Carlyle. |
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... Perhaps you can do something for him . Little kind- ness he has known for very long . Give him the five shillings by all means ; but next morning see you go out , and try what may be done to lift him out of the slough of despond , and ...
... Perhaps you can do something for him . Little kind- ness he has known for very long . Give him the five shillings by all means ; but next morning see you go out , and try what may be done to lift him out of the slough of despond , and ...
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... perhaps be inclined to commiserate the state of those ages which were less well provided with such means of entertainment ; but in truth at no time since the exist- ence of literature have there been wanting , for those who could read ...
... perhaps be inclined to commiserate the state of those ages which were less well provided with such means of entertainment ; but in truth at no time since the exist- ence of literature have there been wanting , for those who could read ...
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... perhaps had the least share of any of the older forms of prose fiction in forming the modern English novel . Sir Lancelot Greaves is Smollett's worst performance ; and the Spiritual Quixote ( in which indeed little more than the name is ...
... perhaps had the least share of any of the older forms of prose fiction in forming the modern English novel . Sir Lancelot Greaves is Smollett's worst performance ; and the Spiritual Quixote ( in which indeed little more than the name is ...
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... perhaps the most remarkable work of Fielding , and as surpassing even Swift in the same species of composition . The com- pleteness of Tom Jones remains unrivalled as a work of art it is absolutely perfect ; and the fact that it was ...
... perhaps the most remarkable work of Fielding , and as surpassing even Swift in the same species of composition . The com- pleteness of Tom Jones remains unrivalled as a work of art it is absolutely perfect ; and the fact that it was ...
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... perhaps the highest pitched of all Miss Austen's male characters . Externally haughty , reserved , refined to a fault , and making enemies in general society because he will not take the trouble to make himself agreeable , he has a ...
... perhaps the highest pitched of all Miss Austen's male characters . Externally haughty , reserved , refined to a fault , and making enemies in general society because he will not take the trouble to make himself agreeable , he has a ...
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Page 331 - O that I had wings like a dove, then would I flee away and be at rest — Ps.
Page 214 - Nor consider that it is expedient for us, that one man should die for the people, and that the whole nation perish not.
Page 106 - Swiftly gliding in, blushing like a girl, a tall thin stripling held out both his hands : and, although I could hardly believe — as I looked at his flushed, feminine, and artless face — that it could be the poet, I returned his warm pressure. After the ordinary greetings and courtesies, he sat down and listened. I was silent from astonishment. Was it possible this mild-looking beardless boy could be the veritable monster at war with all the world...
Page 608 - Harp and carp, Thomas," she said; " Harp and carp along wi me; And if ye dare to kiss my lips, Sure of your bodie I will be." — "Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me." — Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. "Now, ye maun go wi...
Page 215 - Sentence executed, in the open Street before Whitehall, upon the morrow, being the Thirtieth day of this instant month of January, between the hours of Ten in the morning and Five in the afternoon, with full effect.
Page 548 - Kneller, by Heaven, and not a master taught, Whose art was nature, and whose pictures thought ; Now for two ages, having snatch'd from fate Whate'er was beauteous, or whate'er was great, Lies crown'd with Princes' honours, Poets' lays, Due to his merit, and brave thirst of praise.
Page 33 - It has been coming on so gradually, that I hardly know when it began. But I believe I must date it from my first seeing his beautiful grounds at Pemberley.
Page 106 - Prodigioso. I am translating some passages in it". "Oh, read it to us." Shoved off from the shore of common-place incidents that could not interest him, and fairly launched on a theme that did, he instantly became oblivious of everything but the book in his hand. The masterly manner in which he...
Page 456 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Page 106 - The masterly manner in which he analysed the genius of the author, his lucid interpretation of the story, and the ease with which he translated into our language the most subtle and imaginative passages of the Spanish poet, were marvellous, as was his command of the two languages. After this touch of his quality I no longer doubted his identity; a dead silence ensued ; looking up, I asked, " Where is he ?" Mrs. Williams said, " Who ? Shelley ! Oh, he comes and goes like a spirit, no one knows when...