Bentley's Miscellany, 2. köideCharles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1837 |
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... feel the gnawings of my stomach , you would be glad to throw some food to the hungry mastiff that seems feeding upon my very vitals ! " " Hold thy balderdash ! " said the bishop , who had become very irritated , and would have sworn ...
... feel the gnawings of my stomach , you would be glad to throw some food to the hungry mastiff that seems feeding upon my very vitals ! " " Hold thy balderdash ! " said the bishop , who had become very irritated , and would have sworn ...
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... ; but , in spite of their elegance , we feel that they are frosty as the Alps beneath which they were written . They are only the exercises of genius , not the ebulli- tions of feeling ; and we can easily credit the SHAKSPEARE PAPERS . 57.
... ; but , in spite of their elegance , we feel that they are frosty as the Alps beneath which they were written . They are only the exercises of genius , not the ebulli- tions of feeling ; and we can easily credit the SHAKSPEARE PAPERS . 57.
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... feel that there is no dramatic straining to shorten their course . Everything occurs naturally and probably . It was his concluding week ; but it tells us all his life . Fortune was against him ; and would have been against him , no ...
... feel that there is no dramatic straining to shorten their course . Everything occurs naturally and probably . It was his concluding week ; but it tells us all his life . Fortune was against him ; and would have been against him , no ...
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... feel my face , an ' tell me what was the matther width it ; so he puts his hand upon me , an ' may I never die , masther , if it didn't turn as black as a crow as soon as he drew it acrass my cheek ! Well , ' says I , this bates cock ...
... feel my face , an ' tell me what was the matther width it ; so he puts his hand upon me , an ' may I never die , masther , if it didn't turn as black as a crow as soon as he drew it acrass my cheek ! Well , ' says I , this bates cock ...
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... feel suddenly inspired with a sublime idea . We are about to eat and drink in the ruins of Roman greatness ( alluding to the amphitheatre ) . Let us imitate that people in every thing that is great . Nothing could be more splendid than ...
... feel suddenly inspired with a sublime idea . We are about to eat and drink in the ruins of Roman greatness ( alluding to the amphitheatre ) . Let us imitate that people in every thing that is great . Nothing could be more splendid than ...
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Page 554 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Page 551 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me— I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums, And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 459 - To plague the inventor; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Page 65 - I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love — Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say "It lightens.
Page 547 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day ; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale...
Page 363 - O for pity ! — we shall much disgrace With four or five most vile and ragged foils, Right ill-disposed in brawl ridiculous, The name of Agincourt.
Page 550 - The Prince of Cumberland ! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ; Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Page 551 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy, Than, by destruction, dwell in doubtful joy.
Page 544 - I hate the Moor: And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets He has done my office: I know not if t be true; But I, for mere suspicion in that kind, Will do as if for surety.
Page 550 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill; cannot be good: if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature?