Headlong Hall

T. Hookham, Jun. and Company ... and Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1816 - 217 sider

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Side 4 - I cannot tell how the truth may be : I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
Side 87 - Gothic, moss-grown structure, half-bosomed in trees. Near the "casement of that turret is an owl peeping from the ivy. SQUIRE HEADLONG. And devilish wise he looks. MR. MILESTONE. Here is the new house, without a tree near it, standing in the midst of an undulating lawn : a white, polished, angular building, reflected to a nicety in this waveless lake : and there you see Lord Littlebrain looking out of the window.
Side 36 - ... of larch, shall rise upon its ruins. One age, sir, has brought to light the treasures of ancient learning ; a second has penetrated into the depths of metaphysics ; a third has brought to perfection the science of astronomy ; but it was reserved for the exclusive genius of the present times, to invent the noble art of picturesque gardening, which has given, as it were, a new tint to the complexion of nature, and a new outline to the physiognomy of the universe !" " Give me leave," said Sir Patrick...
Side 8 - Mr Escot, who was somewhat younger than Mr Foster, but rather more pale and saturnine in his aspect, here took up the thread of the discourse, observing that the proposition just advanced seemed to him perfectly contrary to the true state of the case: "for...
Side 84 - Here is another part of the grounds in its natural state. Here is a large rock, with the mountain-ash rooted in its fissures, overgrown, as you see, with ivy and moss; and from this part of it bursts a little fountain, that runs bubbling down its rugged sides.
Side 85 - MILESTONE. — Beautiful, Miss Tenorina! Hideous. Base, common, and popular. Such a thing as you may see anywhere, in wild and mountainous districts. Now, observe the metamorphosis. Here is the same rock, cut into the shape of a giant. In one hand he holds a horn, through which the little fountain is thrown to a prodigious elevation.
Side 104 - ... death-doomed from their cradles. Look for one moment at midnight into a cottonmill, amidst the smell of oil, the smoke of lamps, the rattling of wheels, the dizzy and complicated motions of diabolical mechanism ; contemplate the little human machines that keep play with the revolutions of the iron work, robbed at that hour of their natural rest, as of air and exercise by day : observe their pale and ghastly features, more ghastly in that baleful and malignant light, and tell me if you do not...
Side 87 - Here is the spot improved. The trees are cut down: the stones are cleared away: this is an octagonal pavilion, exactly on the centre of the summit: and there you see Lord Littlebrain, on the top of the pavilion, enjoying the prospect with a telescope. SQUIRE HEADLONG. Glorious, egad! MR. MILESTONE. Here is a rugged mountainous road, leading through impervious shades: the ass and the four goats characterize a wild uncultured scene.
Side 74 - A heeltap ! a heeltap ! I never could bear it ! So fill me a bumper, a bumper of claret ! Let the bottle pass freely, don't shirk it nor spare it, For a heeltap ! a heeltap ! I never could bear it...
Side 111 - IN all the thoughts, words, and actions of Squire Headlong, there was a remarkable alacrity of progression, which almost annihilated the interval between conception and execution. He was utterly regardless of obstacles, and seemed to have expunged their very name from his vocabulary. His designs were never nipped in their infancy by the contemplation of those trivial difficulties which often turn awry the current of enterprise ; and though...

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