I'd rather not read
them, please; they are not good," pleaded Rebecca.
To know him in bits and scraps is common enough; to know him pretty thoroughly is, perhaps, not uncommon; but to read
him well aloud is no everyday talent.
Zarathustra, then,--this shadowy, allegorical personality, speaking in allegories and parables, and at times not even refraining from relating his own dreams--is a figure we can understand but very imperfectly if we have no knowledge of his creator and counterpart, Friedrich Nietzsche; and it were therefore well, previous to our study of the more abstruse parts of this book, if we were to turn to some authoritative book on Nietzsche's life and works and to read
all that is there said on the subject.
She opened one that had obviously been often turned over, and read
a portion in the drawling tone of a beginner; then laughed, and threw it from her.
When the curate read
the two first titles he looked over at the barber and said, "We want my friend's housekeeper and niece here now.
It is amazingly; it may well suggest amazement if they do -- for they read
nearly as many as women.
He began to read
the page before and the page after each engraving to find out what it was about, and soon he lost all interest in his toys.
Such was her excitement at the possibilities of knowledge now opening before her that she ceased to read
, and a breeze turning the page, the covers of Gibbon gently ruffled and closed together.
But he kept his affection for certain poets of the graver, not to say gloomier sort, and he must have suffered his children to read
them, pending that great question of their souls' salvation which was a lifelong trouble to him.
And then like a good mother she took up one of her son's books and read
it most determinedly.
Sometimes, I was called upon to accompany one or both of the sisters in these visits; and sometimes I was desired to go alone, to fulfil some promise which they had been more ready to make than to perform; to carry some small donation, or read
to one who was sick or seriously disposed: and thus I made a few acquaintances among the cottagers; and, occasionally, I went to see them on my own account.
But when I read
that unconscious confession of the murderous conspiracy to which he fell a victim, I remembered, with something like remorse, that the same mother bore us.
Pulling a manuscript from his breast pocket he held it near the candle and turning the leaves until he found the passage that he wanted began to read
And for to pass the time this booke shall be pleasant to read
half a dozen of the Essays, including those on Studies and Friendship.