Rab and his friends, and other papers. 12th edD. Douglas, 1882 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 42
Página 5
... sort of instinct , ' Tibbie Meek ! ' I had not seen her or heard her voice for more than forty years . She had come to get some medical advice . Voices are often like the three awakened by a cry of pain - sharp , Letter to John Cairns ...
... sort of instinct , ' Tibbie Meek ! ' I had not seen her or heard her voice for more than forty years . She had come to get some medical advice . Voices are often like the three awakened by a cry of pain - sharp , Letter to John Cairns ...
Página 8
... sort of stupid musing and wonder , not making out what it all meant . I knew my mother was said to be dead . I saw she was still , and laid out , and then shut up , and didn't move ; but I did not know that when she was carried out in ...
... sort of stupid musing and wonder , not making out what it all meant . I knew my mother was said to be dead . I saw she was still , and laid out , and then shut up , and didn't move ; but I did not know that when she was carried out in ...
Página 17
... sort of a way , as if he grazed and browsed perpetually in the field of letters , rather than made formal meals , or gathered for any ulterior purpose , his fruits , his roots , and his nuts - he especially liked mental nuts - much less ...
... sort of a way , as if he grazed and browsed perpetually in the field of letters , rather than made formal meals , or gathered for any ulterior purpose , his fruits , his roots , and his nuts - he especially liked mental nuts - much less ...
Página 19
... . His firm and close - grained mind was a sort of whetstone on which my father sharpened his wits at this weekly ' setting . ' The very difference of their mer.tal tempers and complexions drew Letter to John Cairns , D.D. 19.
... . His firm and close - grained mind was a sort of whetstone on which my father sharpened his wits at this weekly ' setting . ' The very difference of their mer.tal tempers and complexions drew Letter to John Cairns , D.D. 19.
Página 21
... sort of gentle , deep sadness , as if that was their permanent state , and gladness their mo- mentary act ; but when awakened , full of fire , per- emptory , and not to be trifled with ; and his smile , and flash of gaiety and fun ...
... sort of gentle , deep sadness , as if that was their permanent state , and gladness their mo- mentary act ; but when awakened , full of fire , per- emptory , and not to be trifled with ; and his smile , and flash of gaiety and fun ...
Términos y frases comunes
affection Aiken-drum Ailie Albert Durer Arthur Henry Hallam asked beauty Biggar body brain called Chalmers Charles Lamb colour dark dead death deep delight divine door Edinburgh Edward Forbes Elealeh everything expression exquisite eyes face faculty father fear feel frae genius gentle give glory hand happy head heart heaven Heshbon Howgate human Ideal Arts intense James James Nasmyth John Juniper Green keen knew knowledge light living look master mind misery mother nature ness never night once pain painter painting passion Petrarch picture poetry Port-Royal Logic preached Rachan Mill remember rest seen sense shadow sort soul speak spirit story strong sweet tenderness thee things Thornliebank thoroughbred thou thought tion Toby took true truth turn voice walk whole wild wonderful words young
Pasajes populares
Página 290 - The night is far spent, the day is at hand. Let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and put on the armour of light.
Página 95 - There were two men in one city; the one rich, and the other poor. The rich man had exceeding many flocks and herds : but the poor man had nothing, save one little ewe lamb, which he had bought and nourished up: and it grew up together with him, and with his children ; it did eat of his own meat, and drank of his own cup, and lay in his bosom and was unto him as a daughter.
Página 104 - If the foot shall say, Because I am not the hand, I am not of the body; is it therefore not of the body?
Página 420 - Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But...
Página 55 - God gives us love. Something to love He lends us ; but, when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
Página 108 - ... as unknown, and yet well known; as dying, and, behold, we live; as chastened, and not killed; as sorrowful, yet alway rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.
Página 355 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Página 62 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Página 95 - And he wrote in the letter, saying, Set ye Uriah in the forefront of the hottest battle, and retire ye from him, that he may be smitten, and die.
Página 105 - God hath tempered the body together, having given more abundant honour to that part which lacked: that there should be no schism in the body, but that the members should have the same care one for another. And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honoured, all the members rejoice with it.