The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Volume 7C. L. Bowman, 1852 |
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... kissed the fair protecting hand as he knelt on one knee . To the very last hour of his life , Esmond remembered the lady as she then spoke and looked , the rings on her fair hands , the very scent of her robe , the beam of her eyes ...
... kissed the fair protecting hand as he knelt on one knee . To the very last hour of his life , Esmond remembered the lady as she then spoke and looked , the rings on her fair hands , the very scent of her robe , the beam of her eyes ...
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... kissed the lean old hand , upon the gnarled knuckles of which there glittered a hundred rings . " To kiss that hand would make many a pretty fel- low happy ! " cried Mrs. Tusher : on which my lady cry- ing out , " Go , you foolish ...
... kissed the lean old hand , upon the gnarled knuckles of which there glittered a hundred rings . " To kiss that hand would make many a pretty fel- low happy ! " cried Mrs. Tusher : on which my lady cry- ing out , " Go , you foolish ...
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... kissed him , and bade God bless him in such an affectionate way as he never had used before . Father Holt blessed him too , and then they took leave of my Lady Viscountess , who came from her apartment with a pocket - handkerchief to ...
... kissed him , and bade God bless him in such an affectionate way as he never had used before . Father Holt blessed him too , and then they took leave of my Lady Viscountess , who came from her apartment with a pocket - handkerchief to ...
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... kissed a medal she wore with great fervour , and Henry Esmond knew not in the least what her meaning was ; but hath since learned that , old as she was , she was for ever expecting , by the good offices of saints and relics , to have an ...
... kissed a medal she wore with great fervour , and Henry Esmond knew not in the least what her meaning was ; but hath since learned that , old as she was , she was for ever expecting , by the good offices of saints and relics , to have an ...
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... kissed it . " He wants to go to the alehouse - let him go , ” cried my lady . " I'm d ― d if he shall , " said my lord . " I didn't think you could be so d - d ungrateful , Rachel . " Her reply was to burst into a flood of tears , and ...
... kissed it . " He wants to go to the alehouse - let him go , ” cried my lady . " I'm d ― d if he shall , " said my lord . " I didn't think you could be so d - d ungrateful , Rachel . " Her reply was to burst into a flood of tears , and ...
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Page 268 - And today, Henry, in the anthem, when they sang it, 'When the lord turned the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream,' I thought, yes, like them that dream — them that dream. And then it went, 'They that sow in tears shall reap in joy: and he that goeth forth and weepeth, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him'; I looked up from the book, and saw you.
Page 274 - ... song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot as it planted itself on the ground was firm but flexible, and whose motion, whether rapid or slow, was always perfect grace — agile as a nymph, lofty as a queen — now melting, now imperious, now sarcastic, there was no single movement of hers but was beautiful. As he thinks of her, he who writes, feels young again, and remembers a paragon.
Page 360 - I took a little flower of the hillock and kissed it, and went my way, like the bird that had just lighted on the cross by me, back into the world again. Silent receptacle of death; tranquil depth of calm, out of reach of tempest and trouble! I felt as one...
Page 396 - In this accomplished lady, love is the constant effect, because it is never the design. Yet, though her mien carries much more invitation than command, to behold her is an immediate check to loose behaviour; and to love her is a liberal education...
Page 331 - Twas then great Marlborough's mighty soul was proved, That, in the shock of charging hosts unmoved, Amidst confusion, horror, and despair, Examined all the dreadful scenes of war: In peaceful thought the field of death surveyed, To fainting squadrons sent the timely aid, Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage.
Page 2 - Park slopes, after her stag-hounds, and driving her one-horse chaise—a hot, red-faced woman, not in the least resembling that statue of her which turns its stone back upon St. Paul's, and faces the coaches struggling up Ludgate Hill.
Page 300 - He performed a treason or a court-bow, he told a falsehood as black as Styx, as easily as he paid a compliment or spoke about the weather. He took a mistress, and left her; he betrayed his benefactor, and supported him, or would have murdered him, with the same calmness always, and having no more remorse than Clotho when she weaves the thread, or Lachesis when she cuts it.