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... side window of the taxi , glimpses of AR places I knew . At Staple Inn was the entrance gate where I had once painted in the rain , my feet on a plank to keep them off the soggy , water - soaked grass the day the old porter had thawed ...
... side window of the taxi , glimpses of AR places I knew . At Staple Inn was the entrance gate where I had once painted in the rain , my feet on a plank to keep them off the soggy , water - soaked grass the day the old porter had thawed ...
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... sides . " I have found a home , Arthur , ' he said to Pendennis . ' Don't you remember , before I went to India , when we came to see the old Grey Friars , and visited Captain Scarsdale in his room ? -a Poor Brother like me- an old ...
... sides . " I have found a home , Arthur , ' he said to Pendennis . ' Don't you remember , before I went to India , when we came to see the old Grey Friars , and visited Captain Scarsdale in his room ? -a Poor Brother like me- an old ...
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... side of it , and over the mantelpiece a drawing all just as Ethel saw it . " She looked at the pictures of Clive and his boy ; the two sabres crossed over the mantel- piece , the Bible laid on the table , by the old latticed window ...
... side of it , and over the mantelpiece a drawing all just as Ethel saw it . " She looked at the pictures of Clive and his boy ; the two sabres crossed over the mantel- piece , the Bible laid on the table , by the old latticed window ...
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... side now . The pa- tient's voice sank into faint murmurs ; only a moan now and then announced that he was not asleep . " At the usual evening hour the chapel bell began to toll , and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat ...
... side now . The pa- tient's voice sank into faint murmurs ; only a moan now and then announced that he was not asleep . " At the usual evening hour the chapel bell began to toll , and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat ...
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... side to the church itself . Leaving the taxi on the curb , we dodged under its arch , skirted a narrow pavement , flanked by a damp , mouldy graveyard , frowned on by a row of dingy , soot - begrimed houses ; then crossing a little dip ...
... side to the church itself . Leaving the taxi on the curb , we dodged under its arch , skirted a narrow pavement , flanked by a damp , mouldy graveyard , frowned on by a row of dingy , soot - begrimed houses ; then crossing a little dip ...
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Page 150 - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and, as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was dressed, and found that his landlady had arrested him for his rent, at which he was in a violent passion. I perceived that he had already changed my guinea, and had got a bottle of Madeira and a glass before him. I put the...
Page 37 - I have been young, and now am old ; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.
Page 153 - ... which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me. I looked into it, and saw its merit ; told the landlady I should soon return, and having gone to a bookseller, sold it for sixty pounds. I brought Goldsmith the money, and he discharged his rent, not without rating his landlady in a high tone for having used him so ill.
Page 95 - You innocent! Why, every trinket you have on your body is paid for by me. I have given you thousands of pounds which this fellow has spent, and for which he has sold you. Innocent, by—! You're as innocent as your mother, the balletgirl, and your husband the bully. Don't think to frighten me as you have done others. Make way, sir, and let me pass"; and Lord Steyne seized up his hat, and, with flame in his eyes, and looking his enemy fiercely in the face, marched upon him, never for a moment doubting...
Page 93 - He was in the ball dress in which he had been captured the night before. He went silently up the stairs, leaning against the banisters at the stairhead. Nobody was stirring in the house besides: all the servants had been sent away. Rawdon heard laughter within — laughter and singing. Becky was singing a snatch of the song of the night before; a hoarse voice shouted "Brava! Brava!
Page 179 - Sir Roger de Coverley walking in the Temple Garden, and discoursing with Mr. Spectator about the beauties in hoops and patches who are sauntering over the grass, is just as lively a figure to me as old Samuel Johnson rolling through the fog with the Scotch gentleman at his heels on their way to Dr. Goldsmith's chambers in Brick Court ; or Harry Fielding, with inked ruffles and a wet towel round his head, dashing off articles at midnight for the Covent Garden Journal, while the printer's boy is asleep...
Page 38 - ... mistaking him. He wore the black gown of the pensioners of the Hospital of Grey Friars. His order of the Bath was on his breast. He stood there amongst the poor brethren, uttering the responses to the psalm. The steps of this good man had been ordered hither by Heaven's decree; to this almshouse! Here it was ordained that a life all love, and kindness, and honour, should end! I heard no more of prayers, and psalms, and sermon, after that.
Page 96 - Why have I alluded to this man? I have alluded to him, Reader, because I think I see in him an intellect profounder and more unique than his contemporaries have yet recognized ; because I regard him as the first social regenerator of the day — as the very master of that working corps who would restore to rectitude the warped system of things...
Page 37 - A plenty of candles lights up this chapel, and this scene of age and youth, and early memories, and pompous death. How solemn the well-remembered prayers are, here uttered again in the place where in childhood we used to hear them ! How beautiful and decorous the rite ; how noble the ancient words of the supplications which the priest utters, and to which generations of fresh children, and troops of bygone seniors have cried Amen...
Page 70 - He had a particular delight in boys, and an excellent way with them. I remember his once asking me with fantastic gravity, when he had been to Eton where my eldest son then was, whether I felt as he did in regard of never seeing a boy without wanting instantly to give him a sovereign? I thought of this when I looked down into his grave, after he was laid there, for I looked down into it over the shoulder of a boy to whom he had been kind.
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Thackeray and His Twentieth-century Critics: An Annotated Bibliography, 1900 ... John Charles Olmsted No preview available - 1977 |