Daughters of Genius: A Series of Sketches of Authors, Artists, Reformers, and Heroines, Queens, Princesses, and Women of Society, Women Eccentric and Peculiar, from the Most Recent and Authentic SourcesHubbard Brothers, 1888 - 563 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
ADELAIDE PHILLIPS afterwards Agnes Grey Alcott American angel appeared asked beautiful became Brontë brother called Charlotte Charlotte Brontë child church court daughter dear death died dollars dress Emily Emperor England English eyes Fanny Mendelssohn fashion father feel fortune France French friends gave George Eliot girl hand happy heard heart honor husband Jane Eyre king labor lady Lady Morgan learned letter lived London Lord Madame de Lafayette Madame De Staël Maid marriage married Miss months morning mother Napoleon never night novel once Paris passed person poems Prince Prince Albert Princess published Queen received remained reply Robert de Baudricourt scene sent sisters soon story sword tell thing Thomas Lincoln thought thousand tion told took Toru TORU DUTT voice wife woman words write wrote young
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Página 112 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Página 169 - I wist all their sport in the park is but a shadow to that pleasure that I find in Plato. Alas ! good folk, they never felt what true pleasure meant.
Página 380 - Christmas comes but once a year : And, when it comes, it brings good cheer ; % But, when it's gone, it's never the near.
Página 169 - I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure, and number, even so perfectly as God made the world, or else I am so sharply taunted, so cruelly threatened, yea presently sometimes with pinches, nips, and bobs...
Página 33 - She looked a little old woman, so short-sighted that she always appeared to be seeking something, and moving her head from side to side to catch a sight of it. She was very shy and nervous, and spoke with a strong Irish accent. When a book was given her, she dropped her head over it till her nose nearly touched it, and when she was told to hold her head up, up went the book after it, still close to her nose, so that it was not possible to help laughing.
Página 41 - MS.," and, instead, he took out of the envelope a letter of two pages. He read it trembling. It declined, indeed, to publish that tale, for business reasons, but it discussed its merits and demerits so courteously, so considerately, in a spirit so rational, with a discrimination so enlightened, that this very refusal cheered the author better than a vulgarly-expressed acceptance would have done. It was added, that a work in three volumes would meet with careful attention.
Página 48 - I am not going to die, am I? He will not separate us, we have been so happy.
Página 220 - SEATED one day at the Organ, I was weary and ill at ease, And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then ; But I struck one chord of music, Like the sound of a great Amen.
Página 37 - A little and a lone green lane That opened on a common wide ; A distant, dreamy, dim blue chain Of mountains circling every side: A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dream-like charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
Página 195 - In her bright existence she had more sorrows than are common, but also a soft invincibility, a clearness of discernment, and a noble loyalty of heart which are rare. For forty years she was the true and loving helpmate of her husband, and by act and word unweariedly forwarded him as none else could in all of worthy that he did or attempted. She died at London, 21st April 1866, suddenly snatched away from him, and the light of his life as if gone out.