The Newcomes: Memoirs of a Most Respectable Family, Volume 2Bradbury and Evans, 1855 - 375 páginas |
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The Newcomes: Memoirs of a Most Respectable Family, Volume 2 William Makepeace Thackeray Visualização integral - 1855 |
The Newcomes: Memoirs of a Most Respectable Family, Edited by ..., Volume 2 William Makepeace Thackeray Visualização integral - 1869 |
The Newcomes: Memoirs of a Most Respectable Family, Volume 2 William Makepeace Thackeray Visualização integral - 1869 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
admired affairs asked bank Barnes's Baronet Bayham beautiful blush Boltby Bryanstone Square called Captain carriage child Clive Newcome Colonel Newcome course cousin Crackthorpe creature cries dear old delighted dinner Ethel Newcome eyes father fellow Fitzroy Square gentleman girl give grandmamma hand happy hear heard heart Honeyman honour husband Kew's kind knew Lady Ann Lady Clara Lady Kew laugh Laura letter little Rosey London looked Lord Farintosh Lord Highgate Lord Kew Mackenzie Madame de Florac mamma Marquis of Farintosh marriage married Miss Ethel Miss Newcome morning mother never Newcome's night noble painter Pall Mall Gazette party Pendennis picture poor Clive pretty Princess Rosebury round says Clive Sherrick Sir Barnes Newcome sister smile story suppose sure talk tell Thomas Newcome thought told Tom Potts took Warrington wife wish woman wonder word young lady
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Página 333 - The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD : And he delighteth in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down : For the LORD upholdeth him with his hand.
Página 343 - ... gainst time and age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain: youth waneth by increasing. Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green. His helmet now shall make a hive for bees, And, lovers...
Página 333 - We oldsters, be we ever so old, become boys again as we look at that familiar old tomb, and think how the seats are altered since we were here, and how the doctor — not the present doctor, the doctor of our time — used to sit yonder, and his awful eye used to frighten us shuddering boys, on whom it lighted ; and how the boy next us would kick our shins during service time, and how the monitor would cane us afterwards because our shins were kicked.
Página 45 - He either fears his fate too much or his desert is small, who dares not put it to the touch and win or lose it all...
Página 373 - After the child had gone, Thomas Newcome began to wander more and more. He talked louder; he gave the word of command, spoke Hiiidostattoo as if to his men. Then he spoke words in French rapidly, seizing a hand that was near him, and crying,
Página 343 - His golden locks time hath to silver turned; O time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing ! His youth 'gainst time and age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain; youth waneth by increasing: Beauty, strength, youth are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love are roots, and ever green. His helmet now shall make a hive for bees; And, lovers...
Página 373 - He is calling for you again, dear lady," she said, going up to Madame de Florac, who was still kneeling ; " and just now he said he wanted Pendennis to take care of his boy. He will not know you." She hid her tears as she spoke. She went into the room where Clive was at the bed's foot ; the old man within it talked on rapidly for a while : then again he would sigh and be still : once more I heard him say hurriedly, " Take care of him when I'm in India ; " and then with a heartrending voice he called...
Página 373 - At the usual evening hour the chapel bell began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face, and he lifted up his head a little, and quickly said, "Adsum!
Página 18 - I protest the great ills of life are nothing — the loss of your fortune is a mere flea-bite ; the loss of your wife — how many men have supported it, and married comfortably afterwards ? It is not what you lose, but what you have daily to bear, that is hard.
Página 373 - She hid her tears as she spoke. She went into the room, where Clive was at the bed's foot ; the old man within it talked on rapidly for awhile ; then again he would sigh and be still : once more I heard him say hurriedly,• " Take care of him when I'm in India," and then with• a heartrending voice he called out