The Great English Novelists, Volum 2William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson Harper & brothers, 1911 |
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... master of the most in- cisive satire . For Dickens , life is in the main comedy , and even farce ; for Thackeray , it is irony . He is akin to Swift rather than Smollett and Fielding ; at the heart of all his writing burns a terrible ...
... master of the most in- cisive satire . For Dickens , life is in the main comedy , and even farce ; for Thackeray , it is irony . He is akin to Swift rather than Smollett and Fielding ; at the heart of all his writing burns a terrible ...
Pàgina 15
... a calculated work of fiction than a passionate interpretation of a woman's heart . It was in this latter quality that its real power lay . It owed nothing to any previous or existing master ; it MODERN NOVEL of he does . 15.
... a calculated work of fiction than a passionate interpretation of a woman's heart . It was in this latter quality that its real power lay . It owed nothing to any previous or existing master ; it MODERN NOVEL of he does . 15.
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William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson. owed nothing to any previous or existing master ; it was fearless , daring , and original . It did no more than picture a lonely girl against a background of sombre and tremen- dous landscape , in ...
William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson. owed nothing to any previous or existing master ; it was fearless , daring , and original . It did no more than picture a lonely girl against a background of sombre and tremen- dous landscape , in ...
Pàgina 19
... master of plot ; Mrs. Gaskell , and Anthony Trollope , who bring the social and domestic novel to a high degree of perfection ; but no essentially new development of English fiction is reached till we come to the work of George Eliot ...
... master of plot ; Mrs. Gaskell , and Anthony Trollope , who bring the social and domestic novel to a high degree of perfection ; but no essentially new development of English fiction is reached till we come to the work of George Eliot ...
Pàgina 30
... Sarah did Abraham , calling him not lord , but master . While they were at table her husband gave her a fresh example of his greatness ; for as she had just delivered a cup of ale to Adams , he snatched it out 30 HUMOUR.
... Sarah did Abraham , calling him not lord , but master . While they were at table her husband gave her a fresh example of his greatness ; for as she had just delivered a cup of ale to Adams , he snatched it out 30 HUMOUR.
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Adams ain't answered asked Becky began Berry Brick Lane Brocklehurst brother brought Charles Dickens Charlotte Brontë child Clare Colonel cried dead dear death Dendermond Denner Dickens Doctor door Effie Elfride eyes face father gentleman George Eliot George Meredith girl Haley hand head hear heard heart Helstone honour Humm Jane Eyre Jeanie knew lady laughed Leeby Little Billee look Lord Lord Steyne Maggie Mas'r master mind Miss Ophelia Miss Temple Monsieur mother never Newcome night novel poor Poyser Rawdon replied Richard round seemed Slogger Smike smile speak Squeers Stiggins stood stopped Svengali Taffy talk tell Thackeray there's thing Thomas Hardy thou thought tion Tobias Smollett took Topsy Trim Trulliber turned uncle Toby voice walked whispered wife William Makepeace Thackeray woman wonder words young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 149 - Tis finished already, said the Corporal, — for I could stay no longer; — so wished his Honour a good night. Young Le Fevre rose from off the bed, and saw me to the bottom of the stairs; and as we went down together, told me they had come from Ireland, and were on their route to join the regiment in Flanders. — But, alas ! said the Corporal, — the Lieutenant's last day's march is over ! Then what is to become of his poor boy ? cried my uncle Toby.
Pàgina 149 - said he, a second time, musing. ' Possibly he may my story,' added he. ' Pray, tell the captain, I was the ensign at Breda whose wife was most unfortunately killed with a musket-shot as she lay in my arms in my tent.
Pàgina 156 - He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
Pàgina 191 - ... deadly. At length he neared the wreck. He was so near, that with one more of his vigorous strokes he would be clinging to it, when a high, green, vast hillside of water, moving on shoreward, from beyond the ship, he seemed to leap up into it with a mighty bound, and the ship was gone...
Pàgina 135 - Call upon Me in the day of trouble, and I will deliver, and thou shalt glorify Me.
Pàgina 152 - Fever, said my uncle Toby, to my house, — and we'll send for a doctor to see what's the matter, — and we'll have an apothecary, — and the corporal shall be your nurse ; and I'll be your servant, Le Fever.
Pàgina 276 - My first most vivid and broad impression of the identity of things, seems to me to have been gained on a memorable raw afternoon toward evening. At such a time I found out for certain that this bleak place overgrown with nettles was the churchyard; and that Philip Pirrip, late of this parish and also Georgiana wife of the above...
Pàgina 132 - I went on, but terrified to the last degree : looking behind me at every two or three steps, mistaking every bush and tree, and fancying every stump at a distance to be a man. Nor is it possible to describe how many various shapes...
Pàgina 143 - Tis for a poor gentleman, I think, of the army, said the landlord, who has been taken ill at my house four days ago, and has never held up his head since, or had a desire to taste any thing, till just now, that he has a fancy for a glass of sack and a thin toast.
Pàgina 52 - You need be under no uneasiness," cried I, "about selling the rims, for they are not worth sixpence; for I perceive they are only copper varnished over.