An Autobiography: My Schools and Schoolmasters; Or, The Story of My EducationGould and Lincoln, 1855 - 537 Seiten |
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... acquainted before , I can hope that , regarded simply as the memoir of a protracted journey through districts of society not yet very sedulously ex- plored , and scenes which few readers have had an op- portunity of observing for ...
... acquainted before , I can hope that , regarded simply as the memoir of a protracted journey through districts of society not yet very sedulously ex- plored , and scenes which few readers have had an op- portunity of observing for ...
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... acquaintance . - Moonlit exhibitions of natural scenery ...... 144 CHAPTER IX . Conon Side . - A midnight hour . - Gillie - Christ . - Spectral appearance in the churchyard . The poor maniac . - Origin of the soul . - Traditionary ...
... acquaintance . - Moonlit exhibitions of natural scenery ...... 144 CHAPTER IX . Conon Side . - A midnight hour . - Gillie - Christ . - Spectral appearance in the churchyard . The poor maniac . - Origin of the soul . - Traditionary ...
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... acquaintance with my friend at Doocot . - Man had no responsible predecessor on earth . - Intellectual superiority of the scholar over the work- ing - man not so great as has been supposed .... 333 CHAPTER XVII . My religious ...
... acquaintance with my friend at Doocot . - Man had no responsible predecessor on earth . - Intellectual superiority of the scholar over the work- ing - man not so great as has been supposed .... 333 CHAPTER XVII . My religious ...
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... acquaintance gradually extended among their representatives and descend- ants , I was permitted to rummage , in the pursuit of knowl- edge , delightful old chests and cupboards , filled with tattered and dusty volumes . The moiety of my ...
... acquaintance gradually extended among their representatives and descend- ants , I was permitted to rummage , in the pursuit of knowl- edge , delightful old chests and cupboards , filled with tattered and dusty volumes . The moiety of my ...
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... acquainted , however , with the classical description of Glammis Castle , in the letters of the poet Gray ; and after visiting the castle , he set out to examine the ancient encampment at Ar- doch , the Lindum of the Romans . Finally ...
... acquainted , however , with the classical description of Glammis Castle , in the letters of the poet Gray ; and after visiting the castle , he set out to examine the ancient encampment at Ar- doch , the Lindum of the Romans . Finally ...
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Seite 344 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Seite 210 - Alternate triumphed in his breast; His bliss and woe — a smile, a tear; Oblivion hides the rest. The bounding pulse, the languid limb, The changing spirit's rise and fall; We know that these were felt by him, For these are felt by all.
Seite i - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Seite 395 - We have not been drawn and trussed, in order that we may be filled, like stuffed birds in a museum, with chaff and ra'gs and paltry blurred shreds of paper about the rights of man.
Seite 165 - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high Of Providence, Foreknowledge, Will, and Fate— Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute — And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.
Seite 327 - I were ever so little out of the room, and all ascribed to the chapel ghost, which they said ever haunted those not regularly admitted, that, notwithstanding the master's protection, I found myself obliged to comply and pay the money, convinced of the folly of being on ill terms with those one is to live with continually.
Seite 398 - See yonder poor, o'erlabour'd wight, So abject, mean and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Seite 220 - I replied ; ;' I don't think we'll need the other one before Saturday night." A roar of laughter from every corner of the barrack precluded reply ; and in the laughter, after an embarrassed pause, the poor man had the good sense to join. And during the rest of the season I baked as often and as much as I pleased. It is, I believe, Goldsmith who remarks, that " wit generally succeeds more from being happily addressed, than from its native poignancy...
Seite 24 - ... mother, telling what I ha'd seen ; and the house-girl whom she next sent to shut the door, apparently affected by my terror, also returned frightened, and said that she too had seen the woman's hand ; which, however, did not seem to be the case. And finally, my mother going to the door, saw nothing, though she appeared much impressed by the extremeness of my terror and the minuteness of my description. I communicate the story, as it lies fixed in my memory, without attempting to explain it. The...
Seite 37 - At Wallace' name, what Scottish blood But boils up in a spring-tide flood ! Oft have our fearless fathers strode By Wallace' side, Still pressing onward, red-wat shod, Or glorious died.