The Cornhill Magazine, Volume 63;Volume 136William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1927 |
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Página 150 - Naaman was wroth, and went away, and said, Behold, I thought, He will surely come out to me, and stand, and call on the name of the Lord his God, and strike his hand over the place, and recover the leper.
Página 656 - And hark what discord follows. Each thing meets In mere oppugnancy. The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe; Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead; Force should be right, or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Página 651 - Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow : good grows with her In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
Página 504 - Sir, (said Johnson,) we are a city of philosophers, we work with our heads, and make the boobies of Birmingham work for us with their hands.
Página 649 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm off from an anointed king...
Página 650 - God knows, my son, By what by-paths, and indirect crook'd ways, I met this crown ; and I myself know well How troublesome it sat upon my head : To thee it shall descend with better quiet, Better opinion, better confirmation ; For all the soil of the achievement goes With me into the earth.
Página 8 - I told him that it affected me to such a degree, as often to agitate my nerves painfully, producing in my mind alternate sensations of pathetic dejection, so that I was ready to shed tears ; and of daring resolution, so that I was inclined to rush into the thickest part of the battle. " Sir," said he, " I should never hear it, if it made me such a fool.
Página 656 - O! when degree is shak'd Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick. How could communities, Degrees in schools, and brotherhoods in cities, Peaceful commerce from dividable shores The primogenitive and due of birth, Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laurels, But by degree, stand in authentic place? Take but degree away, untune that string And hark! what discord follows...
Página 10 - Nay, sir, you are more likely to quarrel with me than I with you. My regard for you is greater almost than I have words to express ; but I do not choose to be always repeating it: write it' down in the first leaf of your pocket-book, and never doubt of it again.
Página 9 - I'll make it up to you twenty different ways, as you please.' BOSWELL. 'I said to-day to Sir Joshua, when he observed that you tossed me sometimes — I don't care how often, or how high he tosses me, when only friends are present, for then I fall upon soft ground: but I do not like falling oa stones, which is the case when enemies are present. — I think this a pretty good image, Sir.