The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Volume 7C. L. Bowman, 1852 |
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... smile extraordinary sweet . How well I remember it , and how little any description I can write can recall his image ! He was of rather low stature , not being above five feet seven inches in height ; he used to laugh at my sons , whom ...
... smile extraordinary sweet . How well I remember it , and how little any description I can write can recall his image ! He was of rather low stature , not being above five feet seven inches in height ; he used to laugh at my sons , whom ...
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... smiling , and her eyes beam- ing with a kindness which made Harry Esmond's heart to beat with surprise . " His name is Henry Esmond , sure enough , my lady , " says Mrs. Worksop , the housekeeper ( an old tyrant whom Henry Esmond ...
... smiling , and her eyes beam- ing with a kindness which made Harry Esmond's heart to beat with surprise . " His name is Henry Esmond , sure enough , my lady , " says Mrs. Worksop , the housekeeper ( an old tyrant whom Henry Esmond ...
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... smile , the sun making a golden halo round her hair . As the boy was yet in this attitude of humility , enters behind him a portly gentleman , with a little girl of four years old in his hand . The gentleman burst into a great laugh at ...
... smile , the sun making a golden halo round her hair . As the boy was yet in this attitude of humility , enters behind him a portly gentleman , with a little girl of four years old in his hand . The gentleman burst into a great laugh at ...
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... smile shone over her face , which was as beautiful as that of a cherub , and she came up and put out a little hand to him . A keen and delightful pang of gratitude , happi- ness , affection , filled the orphan child's heart , as he re ...
... smile shone over her face , which was as beautiful as that of a cherub , and she came up and put out a little hand to him . A keen and delightful pang of gratitude , happi- ness , affection , filled the orphan child's heart , as he re ...
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... smiling and talking , remain fixed on the memory ! As the sun was setting , the little heir was sent in the arms of his nurse to bed , whither he went howling ; but little Trix was promised to sit to supper that night- " and you will ...
... smiling and talking , remain fixed on the memory ! As the sun was setting , the little heir was sent in the arms of his nurse to bed , whither he went howling ; but little Trix was promised to sit to supper that night- " and you will ...
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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.