A book of boyhoods, by Ascott R. Hope, Side 47John Hogg, 1882 - 382 sider |
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... natural also that they should like to read about other boys , and the gratification of such a taste , with the opportunity of offering by the way some few hints that may be useful to them , both now and afterwards , has been my main ...
... natural also that they should like to read about other boys , and the gratification of such a taste , with the opportunity of offering by the way some few hints that may be useful to them , both now and afterwards , has been my main ...
Side i
... Nature -- Shooting - A Pigeon- hunt - Winter Amusements - The " Cold Friday " -Deacon Olm- stead - The Town Wit - The Hermitess - First Verses - The Town Oracle - Great Men - A Boy's Work - Yankee Industry III . Going out into the World ...
... Nature -- Shooting - A Pigeon- hunt - Winter Amusements - The " Cold Friday " -Deacon Olm- stead - The Town Wit - The Hermitess - First Verses - The Town Oracle - Great Men - A Boy's Work - Yankee Industry III . Going out into the World ...
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... natural also that they should like to read about other boys , and the gratification of such a taste , with the opportunity of offering by the way some few hints that may be useful to them , both now and afterwards , has been my main ...
... natural also that they should like to read about other boys , and the gratification of such a taste , with the opportunity of offering by the way some few hints that may be useful to them , both now and afterwards , has been my main ...
Side ix
... Nature -- Shooting - A Pigeon- hunt - Winter Amusements - The " Celd Friday " -Deacon Olm- stead - The Town Wit - The Hermitess - First Verses - The Town Oracle - Great Men - A Boy's Work - Yankee Industry III . Going out into the World ...
... Nature -- Shooting - A Pigeon- hunt - Winter Amusements - The " Celd Friday " -Deacon Olm- stead - The Town Wit - The Hermitess - First Verses - The Town Oracle - Great Men - A Boy's Work - Yankee Industry III . Going out into the World ...
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... nature into crowded tourist - grounds , and “ sweet Auburn , loveliest village of the plain , " into a grimy manufactur- ing centre . II . BUT it is time to take up the thread of Peter Parley's story at the beginning of his school ...
... nature into crowded tourist - grounds , and “ sweet Auburn , loveliest village of the plain , " into a grimy manufactur- ing centre . II . BUT it is time to take up the thread of Peter Parley's story at the beginning of his school ...
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amusement appeared Bacchants barracks became began Bhurtpore boy's boys breach brought called captain Charles Lamb Christ's Hospital colonel companions comrades D'Arcy Thompson Ebenezer enemy English eyes fags father Father Murphy fear fellow felt fire friends fugleman gave guns hand head heard heart hero Holkar honour horse Jack Clarke John Kaspar Kaspar Hauser kind knew learning legs Leigh Hunt living looked Lord Lake Lord Stanhope Marmontel master matchlock miles mind morning mother native neighbours never night Nuremberg officers once passed Peter Parley poor regiment rest Ridgefield round Samuel Goodrich says scene scholars schoolboy seemed seen ship Shipp shot side sight smock-frock soldiers soon stood story things Thomas Thomas Platter thought told took town turned village whole wounded young youth
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Side 211 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Side 166 - ... those innocents would do her no harm" ; and how frightened I used to be, though in those days I had my maid to sleep with me, because I was never half so good or religious as she — and yet I never saw the infants. Here John expanded all his eyebrows and tried to look courageous. Then I told how good she was to all her grand-children, having us to the...
Side 326 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Side 287 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Side 168 - I was dreadfully alive to nervous terrors. The night-time solitude, and the dark, were my hell. The sufferings I endured in this nature would justify the expression. I never laid my head on my pillow, I suppose, from the fourth to the seventh or eighth year of my life — so far as memory serves in things so long ago — without an assurance, which realized its own prophecy, of seeing some frightful spectre.
Side 167 - ... common baits of children. Here John slyly deposited back upon the plate a bunch of grapes which, not unobserved by Alice, he had meditated dividing with her, and both seemed willing to relinquish them for the present as irrelevant. Then in somewhat a more heightened tone, I told how, though their great-grandmother Field loved all her grandchildren, yet in an especial manner she might be said to love their uncle, John L , because he was so handsome and spirited a youth, and a king to the rest...
Side 164 - I WAS born, and passed the first seven years of my life, in the Temple. Its church, its halls, its gardens, its fountain, its river, I had almost said — for in those young years, what was this king of rivers to me but a stream that watered our pleasant places ? — these are my oldest recollections.
Side 287 - An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
Side 192 - ... or send out of the house, slightingly (under pretext of friendship, or I know not what), a blessing so particularly adapted, predestined, I may say, to my individual palate— It argues an insensibility. I remember a touch of conscience in this kind at school. My good old aunt, who never parted from me at the end of a holiday without stuffing a sweetmeat, or some nice thing, into my pocket, had dismissed me one evening with a smoking plum-cake, fresh from the oven.
Side 183 - Let us swear an oath, and keep it with an equal mind, In the hollow Lotos-land to live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind.