An Introduction to the Study of English Fiction

D.C. Heath & Company, 1894 - 240 Seiten
Discusses the development of English fiction and the evolution of the English novel for a better apprehension of the included sample texts.

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Seite 228 - Nicholas ; and, besides, it is so cold and rainy a night, that what with the roquelaure, and what with the weather, 'twill be enough to give your honour your death, and bring on your honour's torment in your groin.
Seite 76 - We must ask ourselves before we ask anything else. Is it true?— true to the motives, the impulses, the principles that shape the life of actual men and women? This truth, which necessarily includes the highest morality and the highest artistry— this truth given, the book cannot be wicked and cannot be weak; and without it all graces of style and feats of invention and cunning of construction are so many superfluities of naughtiness.
Seite 53 - I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room, with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head : — Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape ; — go, poor devil, get thee gone, why should I hurt thee ? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.
Seite 231 - ... said my uncle Toby), — he was heartily welcome to it. He made a very low bow (which was meant to your honour), but no answer — for his heart was full — so he went up stairs with the toast. I warrant you, my dear, said I, as I opened the kitchen door, your father will be well again.
Seite 233 - I wish, said my uncle Toby, with a deep sigh — I wish, Trim, I was asleep. Your honour, replied the corporal, is too much concerned; — shall I pour your honour out a glass of sack to your pipe? — Do, Trim, said my uncle Toby.
Seite 227 - ... exquisite pain) when my uncle Toby dined or supped alone, he would never suffer the Corporal to stand ; and the poor fellow's veneration for his master was such that, with a proper artillery, my uncle Toby could have taken Dendermond itself with less trouble than he was able to gain this point over him ; for many a time, when my uncle Toby supposed the Corporal's leg was at rest, he would look back, and detect him standing behind him with the most dutiful respect. — This bred more little squabbles...
Seite 228 - Trim ! said my uncle Toby, I have a project in my head, as it is a bad night, of wrapping myself up warm in my roquelaure, and paying a visit to this poor gentleman.
Seite 138 - As doth the king upon his beds of down ; More sounder too, For cares cause kings full oft their sleep to spill, Where weary shepherds lie and snort their fill. Ah then, ah then, If country loves such sweet desires...
Seite 134 - When cherries' juice is jumbled therewithal, Thy breath is like the steam of apple-pies. Thy lips resemble two cucumbers fair ; Thy teeth like to the tusks of fattest swine ; Thy speech is like the thunder in the air ; Would God, thy toes, thy lips, and all were mine ! CARMELA.
Seite 235 - THE sun looked bright the morning after to every eye in the village but Le Fevre's and his afflicted son's ; the hand of death pressed heavy upon his eyelids, and hardly could the wheel at the cistern turn round its circle, when my Uncle Toby, who had rose up an hour before his wonted time, entered the lieutenant's room, and, without preface, or apology, sat himself down...

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