The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Հատոր 7Smith, Elder & Company, 1868 |
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Էջ 60 - The first sense of sorrow I ever knew was upon the death of my father, at which time I was not quite five years of age; but was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me.
Էջ 206 - 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. I was not surprised when I saw you. I knew you would come, my dear, and saw the gold sunshine round your head.
Էջ 230 - 5— 2 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. In the hour of battle I have heard the Prince of Savoy's officers say, the Prince became possessed with a sort of warlike fury ; his eyes lighted up ; he rushed hither and thither, raging...
Էջ 231 - I have said, this of the godlike in him, that he could see a hero perish or a sparrow fall, with the same amount of sympathy for either. Not that he had no tears: he could always order up this reserve at the proper moment to battle; he could draw upon tears or smiles alike, and whenever need was for using this cheap coin. He would cringe to a shoeblack, as he would flatter a minister or a monarch; be haughty, be humble, threaten, repent, weep, grasp your hand (or stab you whenever he saw occasion)....
Էջ 248 - And mixed with bellowing herds confusedly bleat. Their trembling lords the common shade partake, And cries of infants sound in every brake. The listening soldier fixed in sorrow stands, Loth to obey his leader's just commands. The leader grieves, by generous pity swayed, To see his just commands so well obeyed...
Էջ 2 - Maintenon, or the barber who shaved him, or Monsieur Fagon, his surgeon ? I wonder shall History ever pull off her periwig and cease to be Court-ridden? Shall we see something of France and England besides Versailles and Windsor ? I saw Queen Anne at the latter place tearing down the Park slopes, after her staghounds, 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...
Էջ 251 - 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.
Էջ 300 - Where you wretches go and fight duels," cries Mrs. Steele. " Of which the ladies are the cause ! " says her entertainer. " Madam, is Dick a good swordsman ? How charming the Tatler is ! We all recognized your portrait in the 49th number, and I have been dying to know you ever since I read it. ' Aspasia must be allowed to be the first of the beauteous order of love.
Էջ 60 - I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin and calling " Papa," for, I know not how, I had some slight idea that he was locked up there.