The Vicar of Wakefield: A Tale |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 29
Page 15
... sure to disappoint , yet wished to relieve . These hung upon him for a time , and left him with merited reproaches and contempt . But in proportion as he became contemptible to others , he became despicable to himself . His mind had ...
... sure to disappoint , yet wished to relieve . These hung upon him for a time , and left him with merited reproaches and contempt . But in proportion as he became contemptible to others , he became despicable to himself . His mind had ...
Page 25
... sure , cried the chaplain . " Right , Frank , " cried the Squire ; " for , may this glass sufficate me , but a fine girl is worth all the priestcraft in the nation . For what are tythes and tricks but an imposition , all a confounded ...
... sure , cried the chaplain . " Right , Frank , " cried the Squire ; " for , may this glass sufficate me , but a fine girl is worth all the priestcraft in the nation . For what are tythes and tricks but an imposition , all a confounded ...
Page 27
... Sure , father , " cried Moses , " you are too severe in this ; for Heaven will never arraign him for what he thinks , but for what he does . Every man has a thousand vicious thoughts , which arise without his power to suppress ...
... Sure , father , " cried Moses , " you are too severe in this ; for Heaven will never arraign him for what he thinks , but for what he does . Every man has a thousand vicious thoughts , which arise without his power to suppress ...
Page 41
... sure , and I think myself something of a judge , at least I know what pleases myself . Indeed I was ever an admirer of all Dr. Burdock's little pieces ; for except what he does , and our dear countess at Hanover Square , there is ...
... sure , and I think myself something of a judge , at least I know what pleases myself . Indeed I was ever an admirer of all Dr. Burdock's little pieces ; for except what he does , and our dear countess at Hanover Square , there is ...
Page 42
... sure thirty pounds a year is a small stipend for a well - bred girl of character , that can read , write , and be- have in company ; as for the chits about town , there is no bearing them about one . " " That I know , " cried Miss ...
... sure thirty pounds a year is a small stipend for a well - bred girl of character , that can read , write , and be- have in company ; as for the chits about town , there is no bearing them about one . " " That I know , " cried Miss ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
amusement appearance assured Baronet began Berosus Burchell catgut CHAPTER cheerful chell child comfort continued cosmogony cried Moses cried my wife cried the Squire daugh daughter dear displeased distress drest eldest fellow Flamborough's fortune friendship gave gentleman girls give going gooseberry guilt happy heart heaven honest honour hope horse inform Jenkinson knew leave letter live Livy looks Madam Manetho manner marriage married mines in Cornwall miseries Miss Wilmot morning mother musical glasses neighbour never night observed Ocellus Lucanus Olivia once opinion pain papa passion perceived perfectly pleased pleasure poor postilion pounds present prison promise rapture received replied resolved rest returned rich scarce seemed shagreen Sir William Thornhill sister soon Sophia stept stranger sure tell thee thing Thornhill's thou thought tion town turn virtue wretched
Popular passages
Page 102 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Page 64 - In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Page 46 - no more silver than your saucepan." " And so," returned she, " we have parted with the colt, and have only got a gross of green spectacles, with copper rims and shagreen cases ! A murrain take such trumpery ! The blockhead has been imposed upon, and should have known his company better I " " There, .my dear," cried I, "you are wrong; he should not- have known them at all.
Page 88 - ... could avail me nothing in a country where every peasant was a better musician than I; but by this time I had acquired another talent which answered my purpose as well, and this was a skill in disputation. In all the foreign universities and convents there are, upon certain days, philosophical theses maintained, against every adventitious disputant, for which, if the champion opposes with any dexterity, he can claim a gratuity in money, a dinner, and a bed for one night.
Page 44 - ... we had at last the satisfaction of seeing him mounted upon the colt, with a deal box before him to bring home groceries in. He had on a coat made of that cloth called thunder and lightning, which, though grown too short, was much too good to be thrown away.
Page 16 - Our little habitation was situated at the foot of a sloping hill, sheltered with a beautiful underwood behind, and a prattling river before ; on one side a meadow, on the other a green.
Page 31 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings, Are trifling, and decay ; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. 'And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
Page 46 - 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.
Page 5 - We had an elegant house situated in a fine country, and a good neighbourhood. The year was spent in moral or rural amusements, in visiting our rich neighbours, and relieving such as were poor. We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo ; all our adventures were by the fire-side, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.
Page 69 - This person was no other than the philanthropic bookseller in St. Paul's Church-yard, who has written so many little books for children: he called himself their friend ; but he was the friend of all mankind. He was no sooner alighted, but he was in haste to be gone; for he was ever on business of the utmost. importance, and was at that time actually compiling materials for the history of one Mr.