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id: 2843
author: Thackeray, William Makepeace
title: Little Travels and Roadside Sketches
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  I have seen old men at Versailles, with shabby coats and pigtails, sunning themselves on the benches in the walls; they had seen better days, to be sure, but they were gentlemen still: and so we found, this morning, old dowager Bruges basking in the pleasant August sun, and looking if not prosperous, at least cheerful and well-bred. Before the inn-window is a garden, from which in the early morning issues a most wonderful odor of stocks and wallflowers; next comes a road with trees of admirable green; numbers of little children are playing in this road (the place is so clean that they may roll in it all day without soiling their pinafores), and on the other side of the trees are little old-fashioned, dumpy, whitewashed, red-tiled houses.


id: 18645
author: Trollope, Anthony
title: Thackeray
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  Such men neither succeed nor fail, for nothing is expected of them. Men might like to be like Ravenswood, and women may dream of men so formed and constituted, but such men do not exist.


id: 12933
author: Hubbard, Elbert
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title:
  Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great - Volume 01 Little Journeys to the Homes of Good Men and Great

summary:
  THOMAS CARLYLE One comfort is that great men taken up in any way are profitable company. Occasionally these articles were duly fathered by great men, as this gave them the required specific gravity.


id: 10111
author: Sweetser, Kate Dickinson
title: Boys and Girls from Thackeray
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  He seldom if ever told lies, and never bullied little boys. She had a tower of lace on her head, under which was a bush of black curls--borrowed curls--so that no wonder little Harry Esmond was scared when he was first presented to her, the kind priest acting as master of the ceremonies at that solemn introduction, and he stared at her with eyes almost as great as her own, as he had stared at the player woman who acted the wicked tragedy-queen, when the players came down to Ealing Fair.


id: 12632
author: Fields, James Thomas
title: Yesterdays with Authors
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  Among the books which I have been reading with the greatest interest is the Life of Dr. Channing, and I can hardly tell you the glow of gratification with which I found my own name mentioned, as one of the writers in whose works that great man had taken pleasure. Next morning, Harness (Fields knows--Rev. William--did an edition of Shakespeare--old friend of the Kembles and Mrs. Siddons), writing to me about it, and saying it was a most amazing and terrific thing, added, but I am bound to tell you that I had an almost irresistible impulse upon me to _scream_, and that, if any one had cried out, I am certain I should have followed.


