...The implements of the little feast had been disposed upon the lawn of an old English country house, in what I should call the perfect middle of a sple... ... such consideration and was the most characteristic object in the peculiarly English picture I have attempted to sketch. It stood upon a low hill, abo... ...ne of these was a remarkably well made man of five and thirty, with a face as English as that of the old gentleman I have just sketched was something e... ...emained for some days a mystery. Isabel remembered perfectly the neat little male child whose hair smelt of a delicious cosmetic and who had a bonne a... ...hey drew near the choir on the left of the entrance the voices of the Pope’s singers were borne to them over the heads of the large number of persons ...

...this simple history offered an admirable setting to an innocent pastime. The implements of the little feast had been disposed upon the lawn of an old English country-house, in what I should call the perfect middle of a splendid summer afternoon. Part of the afternoon had waned, but much of it was left, and what was left was of the finest and rarest quality. Real dusk would...

...’west,” he answered, slowly and me thodically, as though groping for his best English, and rigidly observing the order of my queries. “The schooner G... ... world for I knew not how many weeks or months. The sailors, in the main, were English and Scandinavian, and their faces seemed of the heavy, stolid o... ... were represented, and I remarked Bulfinch’s “Age of Fable,” Shaw’s “History of English and American Literature,” and Johnson’s “Natural History” in tw... ..., was likewise firm or harsh, with all the fierceness and indomitableness of the male — the nose also. It was the nose of a being born to conquer and co... ...nd gold, and the peculiar treasure of kings and of the provinces; I gat me men singers and women singers, and the delights of the sons of men, as musi... ...rsen. Wolf Larsen it was, always Wolf Larsen, enslaver and tormentor of men, a male Circe and these his swine, suffering brutes that grovelled before ... ...ight brown hair, and loved it, and learned more of love than all the poets and singers had taught me with all their songs and son nets. She flung it b... ...ature stirred. I felt myself masculine, the protector of the weak, the fighting male. And, best of all, I felt myself the protector of my loved one. Sh...

... Strutt’s Costumes, and see what a Porter used to be, in any of the good old English reigns.” “He hadn’t, in his very best circumstances, a shirt to h... ... he? Or has the like appeal been ever made, by seventy years at once upon an English labourer’s head, and made in vain! The streets were full of motio... ... and saw that he had elaborately stationed himself behind the chair of their male visitor, where with many mysterious gestures he was holding up the s... ...nful strain — a Dirge — and as he listened, Trotty heard his child among the singers. “She is dead!” exclaimed the old man. “Meg is dead! Her spirit c...

... use, as he did generally, of terms of op probrium extracted from the older English literature. He had seen Tarrant, or his equivalent, often before;... ...e go, Miss Olive?’ he asked of his cousin. ‘Do you flee before the individual male?’ And he turned again to Verena. This young lady gave a laugh that r... ... unprepared to surrender her; and this made her look with suspicion upon all male acquaintance. Mr. Pardon was not the only one she knew; she had an e... ...been occupied with her, had placed a barrier between them—a barrier of broad male backs, of laughter that verged upon coarseness, of glancing smiles d... ...peratic season had begun, he was much occupied in interviewing the principal singers, one of whom he described in one of the leading journals (Olive, ... ...d themselves, but he had a longish pedigree (it had flowered at one time with English royalists and cav aliers), and he seemed at moments to be inhabi... ...th everything it contained, the swiftness of his horses, the softness of his English cart, the pleasure of rolling at that pace over roads as firm as m... ..., on the way back to Tenth Street, had spoken only of Wagner’s music, of the singers, the orchestra, the immensity of the house, her tremendous pleasu... ... house on which (with its approach to the platform), the withdrawing room of singers and speakers was situated; he had chosen his seat in that quarter...

... observed by persons who go about the shires with eyes for beauty, that in Englishwoman a classically formed face is seldom found to be united with a ... ...been vanity if a little more pronounced, dignity if a little less. Rays of male vision seem to have a tickling effect upon virgin faces in rural distr... ...al in age, and her face was a prominent advertisement of the light hearted English country girl. The beauty her features might have lacked in form was... ... up at the same time after the shepherd’s menace, and though he understood English but imperfectly, began to growl. ‘Now, don’t ye take on so, shepher... ...rhaps, that ac cident has never settled it for them. Nevertheless, that a male dissembler who by deluging her with untenable fictions charms the femal... ...rge tent there were two small dressing tents. One of these, alloted to the male performers, was partitioned into halves by a cloth; and in one of the ... ...urchyard, Bathsheba heard singing inside the church, and she knew that the singers were practising. She crossed the road, opened the gate, and entered... ...ill: remember not past years. ‘I was,’ said Gabriel. ‘I am one of the bass singers, you know. I have sung bass for several months. ‘Indeed: I wasn’t a...

...2 by Global Language Resources, Inc. All rights reserved. First published in English, 1901. First published in Russian, 1877. “Vengeance is mine; I w... ...t been at home for three days. The children ran wild all over the house; the English gov erness quarreled with the housekeeper, and wrote to a friend... ... it. “I told you not to sit passengers on the roof,” said the little girl in English; “there, pick them up!” “Everything’s in confusion,” thought Step... ...ny. In the courtyard the first objects that met Vronsky’s eyes were a band of singers in white linen coats, standing near a barrel of vodka, and 294 A... ... that any smile would jar on them. “Thou who didst from the beginning create male and female,” the priest read after the exchange of rings, “from Thee... ...e sums subscribed by the nobility of the province, the high schools, female, male, and military, and popular instruction on the new model, and finally,...

...of the Oblonskys. The wife did not leave her own room, the husband had not been at home for three days. The children ran wild all over the house; the English governess quarreled with the housekeeper, and wrote to a friend asking her to look out for a new situation for her; the man-cook had walked of the day before just at dinner-time; the kitchen-maid, and the coachman had...

..., and Rot ten Boroughs, and Revolts of Paris, deafen every French and every English ear, the German can stand peaceful on his scientific watch tower; ... ...on in which pure Science, especially pure moral Science, languishes among us English; and how our mercantile great ness, and invaluable Constitution,... ...ution, impressing a political or other immediately practical tendency on all English culture and endeavor, cramps the free flight of Thought,—that this... .... Observe too how fond they are of peaks, and Gothic arch intersections. The male world wears peaked caps, an ell long, which hang bobbing over the si... ...(Offscourings of Vienna) vociferously superintending games of chance. Ballad singers brayed, Auctioneers grew hoarse; cheap New Wine (heuriger) flowed ...

...y and pepper sauce and” — “Dump it in. Who ’s making this punch, anyway?” And Male mute Kid smiled benignantly through the clouds of steam. “By the ... ...e of a glori ous ferment of sugar and sour dough. That was before your time,” Malemute Kid said as he turned to Stanley Prince, a young mining expert... ... he had heard of this wild deed, when at Forty Mile the preceding winter. Then Malemute Kid, who was a born raconteur, told the unvar nished tale of ... ...nd the board. Aliens from a dozen lands, they toasted each and all. It was the Englishman, Prince, who pledged “Uncle Sam, the precocious infant of th... ... Smiling incredulously, the Kid glanced at his well stocked ar senal, and the Englishman, realizing his impotency, turned for the door. But the dog d... ...tion; but when she came to him with her wonderful smile and her straight clean English, and talked to the point, without pleading or persuad ing, he ... ...me to pass in the time when the fools are dead, and when there will be no more singers to stand still and sing the ‘Song of the Bees.’ Bees are not me... ...r women, with his priests and sorcerers, his dancers and flute players and hula singers, and fighting men and servants, and his high chiefs with their w...

...le too strong? Whiskey and alcohol?s bad enough; but when it comes to brandy and peppersauce and?--?Dump it in. Who?s making this punch, anyway?? And Malemute Kid smiled benignantly through the clouds of steam. ?By the time you?ve been in this country as long as I have, my son, and lived on rabbit tracks and salmon-belly, you?ll learn that Christmas comes only once per ann...

...ad lost their parents, on plans at once narrow and promiscuous, first in an English family and afterwards in a Swiss family at Lausanne, their bachelor... ...plexion which became a student; as different as possible from the blooming Englishman of the red whiskered type represented by Sir James Chettam. “I a... ...d: it is true that when he used a Greek or Latin phrase he always gave the English with scrupu lous care, but he would probably have done this in any... ...an appetite for submission afterwards. And certainly, the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise so... ...g, for the dinner party was large and rather more miscellaneous as to the male portion than any which had been held at the Grange since Mr. Brooke’s ... ... missy to come down.” Rosamond and Mary had been talking faster than their male friends. They did not think of sitting down, but stood at the toilet t... ...ist on my singing. But I shall tremble before you, who have heard the best singers in Paris. I have heard very little: I have only once been to London... ...yed that he could not find his hearth free. When he opened the door the two singers went on towards the key note, raising their eyes and looking at him... ... and flung himself into a chair. 476 Book VI — The Widow and the Wife. The singers feeling themselves excused by the fact that they had only three bar...