Victorian NovelistsAMS Press, 1899 - 251 Seiten |
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achievement Adam Bede admirably appeal artistic aspects Beauchamp's Beauchamp's Career beauty character Charlotte Brontë chief claim course criticism Daniel Deronda deal degree Dickens doubt drama effect Egoist elements emotional entirely Esmond Evan Harrington experience expression fault Felix Holt figures fulness genius George Eliot gifts girl Gwendolen Harleth happiness hero heroine highest human humour ideal imaginative impression incident influence interest Jane Eyre judgment Kipling least less manner marriage ment Meredith Middlemarch moral motif narrative nature never novel novelist passion perhaps person picture portrait portraiture present prose fiction qualities reader regard relation represent Richard Feverel romance Romola Sandra Belloni satire scarcely scenes sense serious Silas Marner social spirit Stevenson story style success surely sympathy Thackeray Thackeray's theme thoughts and feelings tion tragedy Tragic Comedians treatment true truth vivid Waverley novels whole woman women wonderful writer
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Seite 98 - In old days there were angels who came and took men by the hand, and led them away from the city of destruction. "We see no white-winged angels now. But yet men are led away from threatening destruction : a hand is put into theirs, which leads them forth gently towards a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward; and the hand may be a little child's.
Seite 106 - ... ourselves; and this sort of happiness often brings so much pain with it, that we can only tell it from pain by its being what we would choose before everything else, because our souls see it is good. There are so many things wrong and difficult in the world, that no man can be great — he can hardly keep himself from wickedness — unless he gives up thinking much about pleasure or rewards, and gets strength to endure what is hard and painful.
Seite 22 - It is only Cecilia, or Camilla, or Belinda; " or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best chosen language.
Seite 106 - We can only have the highest happiness, such as goes along with being a great man, by having wide thoughts, and much feeling for the rest of the world as well as...
Seite 106 - Lillo, if you mean to act nobly and seek to know the best things God has put within reach of men, you must learn to fix your mind on that end, and not on what will happen to you because of it.
Seite 25 - Elizabeth feeling all the more than common awkwardness and anxiety of his situation, now forced herself to speak; and immediately, though not very fluently, gave him to understand, that her sentiments had undergone so material a change, since the period to which he alluded, as to make her receive with gratitude and pleasure, his present assurances. The happiness which this reply produced, was such as he had probably never felt before; and he expressed himself on the occasion as sensibly and as warmly...
Seite 120 - Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with...
Seite 92 - Hetty's face had a language that transcended her feelings. There are faces which nature charges with a meaning and pathos not belonging to the single human soul that flutters beneath them, but speaking the joys and sorrows of foregone generations...
Seite 119 - Marriage, which has been the bourne of so many narratives, is still a great beginning, as it was to Adam and Eve, who kept their honeymoon in Eden, but had their first little one among the thorns and thistles of the wilderness.
Seite 71 - A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast. And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again: The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain. And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know.