American Humor: Beecher, Hawthorne, Holmes, Irving, Longfellow, EtcPutnam, 1886 - 287 Seiten |
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... lives , and grown fat upon the bench of magistracy in Rotterdam ; and who had com- ported themselves with such singular wisdom and propriety , that they were never either heard or talked of - which , next to being uni- versally ...
... lives , and grown fat upon the bench of magistracy in Rotterdam ; and who had com- ported themselves with such singular wisdom and propriety , that they were never either heard or talked of - which , next to being uni- versally ...
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... lives forever . Such prom- ised to be the case with William the Testy , who grew tough in proportion as he dried . He had withered , in fact , not through the process of years , but through the tropical fervor of his soul , which burnt ...
... lives forever . Such prom- ised to be the case with William the Testy , who grew tough in proportion as he dried . He had withered , in fact , not through the process of years , but through the tropical fervor of his soul , which burnt ...
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... live , and even smile at the recollection . But conceive of her in a ball - room , with the bare , brawny arms that she invariably displays there , and all the other corresponding development , such as is beautiful in the maiden blossom ...
... live , and even smile at the recollection . But conceive of her in a ball - room , with the bare , brawny arms that she invariably displays there , and all the other corresponding development , such as is beautiful in the maiden blossom ...
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... live here . " - BOSWELL'S Johnson . O N the green little isle of Inchkenneth , Who is it that walks by the shore ... lives in Bolt Court , And who says , were he Laird of Inchkenneth , He would wall himself round with a fort . -Birds of ...
... live here . " - BOSWELL'S Johnson . O N the green little isle of Inchkenneth , Who is it that walks by the shore ... lives in Bolt Court , And who says , were he Laird of Inchkenneth , He would wall himself round with a fort . -Birds of ...
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... is just as good to live in as another . I imagine that the one place he had in his mind at the time was just this one . But that is neither here nor there . When candles came , we drew our chairs to- gether 56 EDMUND QUINCY .
... is just as good to live in as another . I imagine that the one place he had in his mind at the time was just this one . But that is neither here nor there . When candles came , we drew our chairs to- gether 56 EDMUND QUINCY .
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 194 - An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'.
Seite 5 - ... a beer barrel on skids. His face, that infallible index of the mind, presented a vast expanse, unfurrowed by those lines and angles which disfigure the human countenance with what is termed expression. Two small gray eyes twinkled feebly in the midst, like two stars of lesser magnitude in a hazy firmament, and his full-fed cheeks, which seemed to have taken toll of everything that went into his mouth, were curiously mottled and streaked with dusty red, like a spitzenberg apple.
Seite 195 - An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser. Agin the chimbley crook-necks hung, An' in amongst 'em rusted The ole queen's-arm thet gran'ther Young Fetched back from Concord busted. The very room, coz she was in, Seemed warm from floor to ceilin', An' she looked full ez rosy agin Ez the apples she was peelin'.
Seite 226 - Applause followed, which turned Dennis's head. He rose, fluttered, and tried No. 3 : "There has been so much said, and, on the whole, so well said, that I will not longer occupy the time!
Seite 194 - There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser. Agin the chimbley crook-necks hung, An...
Seite 216 - But Dr. Wigan does not go into these niceties of this subject, and I failed. It was then, that, on my wife's suggestion, I resolved to look out for a Double. I was, at first, singularly successful. We happened to be recreating at Stafford Springs that summer. We rode out one day, for one of the relaxations of that watering-place, to the great Monson Poor-House.
Seite 232 - Very well, thank you. And you?" This for an answer to casual salutations. 2. "I am very glad you liked it." 3. "There has been so much said, and, on the whole, so well said, that I will not occupy the time.
Seite 92 - And is there nothing yet unsaid Before the change appears ? Remember, all their gifts have fled With those dissolving years ! " Why, yes ; for memory would recall My fond paternal joys ; I could not bear to leave them all ; I'll take — my — girl — and — boys...
Seite 40 - Dance with me, Clara," cried Colonel Killigrew. " No, no ! I will be her partner," shouted Mr. Gascoigne. " She promised me her hand fifty years ago," exclaimed Mr. Medbourne. They all gathered round her. One caught both her hands in his passionate grasp, another threw his arm about her waist, the third buried his hand among the glossy curls that clustered beneath the widow's cap. Blushing, panting, struggling, chiding, laughing, her warm breath fanning each of their faces by turns, she strove to...
Seite 26 - ... little better than a mendicant. Colonel Killigrew had wasted his best years, and his health and substance, in the pursuit of sinful pleasures, which had given birth to a brood of pains, such as the gout, and divers other torments of soul and body. Mr. Gascoigne was a ruined politician, a man of evil fame, or at least had been so till time had buried him from the knowledge of the present generation, and made him obscure instead of infamous.