The Cornhill Magazine, Volumen 43

William Makepeace Thackeray
Smith, Elder., 1881

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Página 501 - I think, his age some fifty, or, by 'r Lady, inclining to threescore; and now I remember me, his name is Falstaff: if that man should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me; for, Harry, I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree...
Página 288 - He thought human life a poor thing at best, after the freshness of youth and of unsatisfied curiosity had gone by.
Página 521 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care. Confined and pestered in this pinfold here, Strive to keep up a frail and feverish being, Unmindful of the crown that Virtue gives, After this mortal change, to her true servants Amongst the enthroned gods on sainted seats.
Página 481 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this? Sense...
Página 114 - ... grotesque. Whigs and Tories join in his praise. He could not, in spite of himself, " narrow his mind, " And to party give up what was meant for mankind.
Página 227 - So, naturalists observe, a flea Has smaller fleas that on him prey; And- these have smaller still to bite 'em, And so proceed ad infinitum.
Página 301 - Amongst a grove the very straightest plant, Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride, Whilst I by looking on the praise of him See riot and dishonour stain the brow Of my young Harry...
Página 483 - And with a flying finger swept my lips, And spake, ' Be wise : not easily forgiven Are those, who setting wide the doors that bar The secret bridal-chambers of the heart, Let in the day.
Página 26 - Here and there is born a Saint Theresa, foundress of nothing, whose loving heart-beats and sobs after an unattained goodness tremble off and are dispersed among hindrances, instead of centering in some long-recognisable deed.
Página 19 - What were our little Tina and her trouble in this mighty torrent, rushing from one awful unknown to another? Lighter than the smallest centre of quivering life in the water-drop, hidden and uncared for as the pulse of anguish in the breast of the tiniest bird that has fluttered down to its nest with the long-sought food, and has found the nest torn and empty.

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