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Moffat, Yard, 1922 - 448 páginas

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Página 399 - Beauty sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her ; The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, The cool streams ran beside her. My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye To see what was forbidden : But better memory said, fie ! So vain desire was chidden : — Hey nonny nonny...
Página 56 - I NEVER saw a Purple Cow; I never Hope to See One; But I can Tell you, Anyhow, I'd rather See than Be One.
Página 357 - It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
Página 30 - The laughter of satire is a blow in the back or the face. The laughter of Comedy is impersonal and of unrivalled politeness, nearer a smile ; often no more than a smile. It laughs through the mind, for the mind directs it ; and it might be called the humour of the mind.
Página 357 - My dear Mr Bennet,' said his lady to him one day, ' have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last ? ' Mr Bennet replied that he had not. 'But it is,' returned she; 'for Mrs Long has just been here, and she told me all about it.
Página 29 - A society of cultivated men and women is required, wherein ideas are current, and the perceptions quick, that he may be supplied with matter and an audience. The semi-barbarism of merely giddy communities, and feverish emotional periods, repel him; and also a state of marked social inequality of the sexes; nor can he whose business is to address the mind be understood where there is not a moderate degree of intellectual activity.
Página 312 - The blessed Poster Girl leaned out From a pinky-purple heaven: One eye was red and one was green; Her bang was cut uneven; She had three fingers on her hand, And the hairs on her head were seven. Her robe, ungirt from clasp to hem, No sunflowers did adorn; But a heavy Turkish portiere Was very neatly worn; And the hat that lay along her back Was yellow like canned corn. It was a kind of...
Página 222 - I have noted that of my pupils, those who seemed the laziest and the least enamoured of books are now rising to eminence at the bar, in business, and in public life; the really promising boys who took all the prizes are now able with difficulty to earn the wages of a clerk in a summer hotel or a deck hand on a canal boat.
Página 61 - The Goops they lick their fingers, And the Goops they lick their knives, They spill their broth on the tablecloth — Oh, they lead disgusting lives!
Página 363 - Yet it is the subject which they treat of best. They are interested in it themselves, and they often make us share in that interest. There are, I know, wearisome confidences, but the bores who plague us by telling us their own histories completely overpower us when they relate those of other people. A writer is rarely so well inspired as when he talks about himself.

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