The Vicar of WakefieldD. Appleton and Company, 1884 - 308 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
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עמוד 9
... passion . We were generally awaked in the morning by music , and on fine days rode a - hunting . The hours between breakfast and dinner the ladies devoted to dress and study ; they usually read a page , and then gazed at themselves in ...
... passion . We were generally awaked in the morning by music , and on fine days rode a - hunting . The hours between breakfast and dinner the ladies devoted to dress and study ; they usually read a page , and then gazed at themselves in ...
עמוד 26
... passion for her crimson paduasoy , because I formerly happened to say it became her . The first Sunday , in particular , their behaviour served to mortify me . I had desired my girls the preceding night to be dressed early the next day ...
... passion for her crimson paduasoy , because I formerly happened to say it became her . The first Sunday , in particular , their behaviour served to mortify me . I had desired my girls the preceding night to be dressed early the next day ...
עמוד 41
... passion ; " not submit ! Answer me one plain ques- tion : Do you think Aristotle right when he says that relatives are related ? " - " Undoubtedly , " replied the other . " If so , then , " cried the Squire , " answer me directly to ...
... passion ; " not submit ! Answer me one plain ques- tion : Do you think Aristotle right when he says that relatives are related ? " - " Undoubtedly , " replied the other . " If so , then , " cried the Squire , " answer me directly to ...
עמוד 51
... passion touched my heart , I triumphed in his pain : " Till , quite dejected with my scorn , He left me to my pride , And sought a solitude forlorn , In secret , where he died . " But mine the sorrow , mine the fault , VICAR OF ...
... passion touched my heart , I triumphed in his pain : " Till , quite dejected with my scorn , He left me to my pride , And sought a solitude forlorn , In secret , where he died . " But mine the sorrow , mine the fault , VICAR OF ...
עמוד 62
... passion . In this agreeable interval my wife had the most lucky dreams in the world , which she took care to tell us every morning with great solemnity and exact- ness . It was one night a coffin and cross - bones , the sign of an ...
... passion . In this agreeable interval my wife had the most lucky dreams in the world , which she took care to tell us every morning with great solemnity and exact- ness . It was one night a coffin and cross - bones , the sign of an ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 1 - I WAS ever of opinion that the honest man who married and brought up a large family did more service than he who continued single and only talked of population.
עמוד 49 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. " And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
עמוד 153 - I had some knowledge of music, with a tolerable voice : I now turned what was once my amusement into a present means of subsistence. I passed among the harmless peasants of Flanders, and among such of the French as were poor enough to be very merry ; for I ever found them sprightly in proportion to their wants. Whenever I approached a peasant's house towards nightfall, I played one of my most merry tunes, and that procured me not only a lodging, but subsistence for the next day.
עמוד 78 - not silver, the rims not silver !" " No," cried I, '• no more silver than your saucepan."—" And so," returned she, " we have parted with the colt, and have only got a gross of green spectacles, with copper rims and shagreen cases ! A murrain take such trumpery. The blockhead has been imposed upon, and should have known his company better." '• There. my dear," cried I, " you are wrong, he should not have known them at all...
עמוד 51 - Each hour a mercenary crowd With richest proffers strove ; Amongst the rest young Edwin bow'd, But never talk'd of love. " In humble, simplest habit clad/ No wealth nor power had he ; Wisdom and worth were all he had, But these were all to me. " And, when beside me in the dale He caroll'd lays of love, His breath lent fragrance to the gale, And music to the grove.
עמוד 52 - No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true : The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
עמוד 113 - And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man.
עמוד 22 - THE place of our retreat was in a little neighbourhood, consisting of farmers, who tilled their own grounds, and were equal strangers to opulence and poverty.
עמוד 185 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is — to die.
עמוד 2 - However, my wife always insisted that as they were the same flesh and blood, they should sit with us at the same table. So that if we had not very rich, we generally had very happy friends about us; for this remark will hold good through life, that the poorer the guest, the better pleased he ever is with...