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Pagina 76
... Herr Conrector's back French woman . What foolish things the devil whispered in her ear , and how her sister Stining came to see her . How Stining would gladly have his Serene Highness ' runner , and Durten would like to get hold of his ...
... Herr Conrector's back French woman . What foolish things the devil whispered in her ear , and how her sister Stining came to see her . How Stining would gladly have his Serene Highness ' runner , and Durten would like to get hold of his ...
Pagina 77
... Herr Conrector's room . After a little while , the bell rang again , and , before she could go , a light step came through the passage , and the head of her sister Stining was thrust in at the door . It was a wonderfully pretty head ...
... Herr Conrector's room . After a little while , the bell rang again , and , before she could go , a light step came through the passage , and the head of her sister Stining was thrust in at the door . It was a wonderfully pretty head ...
Pagina 78
... Herr " " " Oh , " said Dürten , as she opened the door of the clothes press , we often have such snow storms , this time of year ; ' and she threw the Herr Conrector's cloak over him , and quickly buttoned it in front , and then turned ...
... Herr " " " Oh , " said Dürten , as she opened the door of the clothes press , we often have such snow storms , this time of year ; ' and she threw the Herr Conrector's cloak over him , and quickly buttoned it in front , and then turned ...
Pagina 79
... Herr Conrector ; there children , and that wouldn't suit me . No , was one very remarkable thing about him , if I am responsible for keeping everything which I never observed in any one else . in order here I must have the power . He ...
... Herr Conrector ; there children , and that wouldn't suit me . No , was one very remarkable thing about him , if I am responsible for keeping everything which I never observed in any one else . in order here I must have the power . He ...
Pagina 81
... Herr Conrector , " but where would the opes come from , in that case ? " Then he heard some one stamping off the snow , and the Herr Advocate Kägebein entered the room . Honoured friend and benefactor , I could not resist . " " What ...
... Herr Conrector , " but where would the opes come from , in that case ? " Then he heard some one stamping off the snow , and the Herr Advocate Kägebein entered the room . Honoured friend and benefactor , I could not resist . " " What ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 479 - kept them in doubt as to his real meaning. Elsie felt a touch of this childish doubt now ; so she said nothing. Presently he opened his Bible, and continued, slowly nodding his head, " Yes, the lilies of the field — they toil not, neither do they spin ; — yet Solomon in all his glory
Pagina 197 - can conceive of the difficulty of writing a romance about a country where there is no shadow, no antiquity, no mystery, no picturesque and gloomy wrong, nor anything but a commonplace prosperity, as is happily" (it must and shall be happily) " the case with my dear native land. It will be very long,
Pagina 144 - a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence. As it is, the quickest of us walk about well-wadded with stupidity.
Pagina 93 - false, or unreal, sound to the ears of the mourners, I am convinced that the words of the American office in this place would meet a very general approval — " We give Thee hearty thanks for the good examples of all those Thy servant«, who, having finished their course in faith, do now
Pagina 359 - He is the ultimas Romanorum, the author of the Mysterious Mother, a tragedy of the highest order, and not a puling love-play. He is the father of the first romance and of the last tragedy in our language ; and surely worthy of a higher place than any living author, be he who he may.
Pagina 398 - contrivance, and as well fitted for the oppression, impoverishment, and degradation of a people, and the debasement in them of human nature itself, as ever proceeded from the perverted ingenuity of man.
Pagina 327 - pity that commonly more care is had, yea and that amongst very wise men, to find out rather a cunning man for their horse than a cunning man for their children. They say Nay in word, but they do so in deed. For to the one they
Pagina 144 - We do not expect people to be deeply moved by what is not unusual. That element of tragedy which lies in the very fact of frequency has not yet wrought itself into the coarse emotion of mankind : and perhaps our frames could hardly bear much of it. If we
Pagina 356 - soul-animating strains, alas ! too few," as Wordsworth estimated them. Miss Hannah More wondered that Milton could write " such poor sonnets." Johnson said, •• Milton, madam, was a genius that could cut a colossus from a rock, but could not carve heads upon cherry-stones.
Pagina 360 - This will never do. . . . The case of Mr. Wordsworth, we presume, is now manifestly hopeless ; and we give him up as altogether incurable and beyond the power of criticism, ... a tissue of moral and devotional ravings,. . . ' strained raptures and fantastical sublimities ' — a puerile ambition of singularity engrafted on an unlucky predilection for truisms.