A book of boyhoods, by Ascott R. Hope, Side 47John Hogg, 1882 - 382 sider |
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Side 19
... remembers nothing of it except a little head- ache , and the pleasure of once more being allowed to have salt and butter with his hasty pudding , luxuries that had been pro- hibited for the time by medical wisdom . Still less does he ...
... remembers nothing of it except a little head- ache , and the pleasure of once more being allowed to have salt and butter with his hasty pudding , luxuries that had been pro- hibited for the time by medical wisdom . Still less does he ...
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... remembers nothing of this except his confusion , and how in the evening the outraged preceptress visited his parents , to let them know what a lamentable despiser of dignitaries they had reared ; on hearing which dreadful tale , his ...
... remembers nothing of this except his confusion , and how in the evening the outraged preceptress visited his parents , to let them know what a lamentable despiser of dignitaries they had reared ; on hearing which dreadful tale , his ...
Side 25
... remembers nothing but the hand , which appears to his memory as big as Goliath's , judging by sundry claps of thunder made by it on his ears . After some " spells " of such schooling , at the age of ten he had made fair way in the three ...
... remembers nothing but the hand , which appears to his memory as big as Goliath's , judging by sundry claps of thunder made by it on his ears . After some " spells " of such schooling , at the age of ten he had made fair way in the three ...
Side 32
... remembers , which made itself felt so as to be talked of for generations . Heavy snow had fallen for three February days , and lay deep on the ground . Then a cold north - east wind set in , driving everybody to shelter , filling the ...
... remembers , which made itself felt so as to be talked of for generations . Heavy snow had fallen for three February days , and lay deep on the ground . Then a cold north - east wind set in , driving everybody to shelter , filling the ...
Side 53
... remembering the poverty of his own youth in this respect . For a good many years , he says , he read nothing but the Bible and his school books , unless when some wet day he might turn over one of the imposing folios in his father's ...
... remembering the poverty of his own youth in this respect . For a good many years , he says , he read nothing but the Bible and his school books , unless when some wet day he might turn over one of the imposing folios in his father's ...
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amusement appeared Bacchants barracks began Bhurtpore boy's boys breach brought called captain Charles Lamb Christ's Hospital colonel companions comrades course D'Arcy Thompson enemy English eyes fags father Father Murphy fear fellow felt fire friends fugleman gave Goodrich guns hand head heard heart hero Holkar honour horse hour Jack Clarke Jesuit John Shipp Kaspar Kaspar Hauser kind learning legs Leigh Hunt living looked Lord Lake Marmontel master matchlock miles mind morning mother native never night Nuremberg officers once passed Peter Parley poor regiment rest Ridgefield round Samuel Samuel Goodrich Saxmundham scene scholars schoolboys seemed seen ship 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 213 - 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 168 - ... 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 328 - 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 289 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Side 170 - 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 169 - ... 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 166 - 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 289 - 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 194 - ... 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 185 - 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.