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Page 178
... Pickwick Club . " It is now some " sixty years since " this book was published , and it is still as heartily appreciated as ever . What English novel or story is there which is made the subject of notes and commentaries on the most ...
... Pickwick Club . " It is now some " sixty years since " this book was published , and it is still as heartily appreciated as ever . What English novel or story is there which is made the subject of notes and commentaries on the most ...
Page 179
... Pickwick , " as is well known , was not held in special esteem by its author . He looked on it as a rather juvenile , and perhaps jejune , performance , dashed off in buoyant spirits , without much regard to the canons of art , and in ...
... Pickwick , " as is well known , was not held in special esteem by its author . He looked on it as a rather juvenile , and perhaps jejune , performance , dashed off in buoyant spirits , without much regard to the canons of art , and in ...
Page 180
... Pickwick and his three followers was in itself a situation in posse . These Pickwickian characters moved about in society like other living characters , were talked of , laughed at , and the artists felt their irresistible influence ...
... Pickwick and his three followers was in itself a situation in posse . These Pickwickian characters moved about in society like other living characters , were talked of , laughed at , and the artists felt their irresistible influence ...
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Imitations : " Pickwick Abroad , " by G. W. Reynolds ; " Pick- wick in America , " the " Penny Pickwick , " the " Queerfish Chronicles , " the " Cadger Club , " and many more . In the way of Commentaries : The " History of Pickwick ...
Imitations : " Pickwick Abroad , " by G. W. Reynolds ; " Pick- wick in America , " the " Penny Pickwick , " the " Queerfish Chronicles , " the " Cadger Club , " and many more . In the way of Commentaries : The " History of Pickwick ...
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... Pickwick " in shorthand , and , finally , " Pickwick " in raised characters on the Braille system for the blind . This odd publication of " Pickwick " for the blind came about in a quaint way enough . As we know , the author issued at ...
... Pickwick " in shorthand , and , finally , " Pickwick " in raised characters on the Braille system for the blind . This odd publication of " Pickwick " for the blind came about in a quaint way enough . As we know , the author issued at ...
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Page 137 - Here lies Fred, Who was alive, and is dead. Had it been his father, I had much rather. Had it been his brother, Still better than another. Had it been his sister, No one would have missed her. Had it been the whole generation, Still better for the nation. But since 'tis only Fred, Who was alive, and is dead, There's no more to be said.
Page 175 - Of such wisdom, the poetic passion, the desire of beauty, the love of art for its own sake, has most. For art comes to you, proposing frankly to give nothing but the highest quality to your moments as they pass, and simply for those moments
Page 402 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties, all a summer's day; While smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Page 175 - A counted number of pulses only is given to us of a variegated, dramatic life. How may we see in them all that is to be seen in them by the finest senses? How shall we pass most swiftly from point to point, and be present always at the focus where the greatest number of vital forces unite in their purest energy? To burn always with this hard, gemlike flame, to maintain this ecstasy, is success in life.
Page 333 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the English man-ofwar, 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.
Page 175 - While all melts under our feet, we may well catch at any exquisite passion, or any contribution to knowledge that seems, by a lifted horizon, to set the spirit free for a moment, or any stirring of the senses, strange dyes, strange flowers, and curious odours, or work of the artist's hands, or the face of one's friend.
Page 201 - Piacer, quanto le belle membra in ch' io Rinchiusa fui, e sono in terra sparte : E se il sommo piacer sì ti fallio Per la mia morte, qual cosa mortale Dovea poi trarre te nel suo disio ? Ben ti dovevi, per lo primo strale Delle cose fallaci, levar suso Diretro a me che non era più tale.
Page 141 - This evening one of our married ladies, a lively pretty little woman, good humouredly sat down upon Dr. Johnson's knee, and, being encouraged by some of the company, put her hands round his neck, and kissed him. ' Do it again, (said he,) and let us see who will tire first.
Page 175 - ... us, — for that moment only. Not the fruit of experience, but experience itself, is the end. A counted number of pulses only is given to us of a variegated, dramatic life. How may we see in them all that is to be seen in them by the finest senses?
Page 322 - ROSE AYLMER AH, WHAT avails the sceptred race! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee.