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34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Ruthless Rhymes for Heartless Homes"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ballads of the Boer War"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Baby's Baedeker"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "the perfect tense of"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Stately Ho(l)mes, To t'other of The Breakfast Table; Like Galahad, I wish (in vain)"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "My wit were as the wit of Twain!"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Virtue is Its Own Reward"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Lectures on the Holy Land."
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Short life"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Bridge he always makes a Slam After declaring"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sans atout"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mens Inconscia Recti"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "An onion and a dish of tripe, Or headpiece of the kindly calf. (Cruel perhaps, but then, you know,"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Enough is Very Good, may be; Too Much is Good Enough for Me!"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Fools and Their Money soon must part!"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mossyface!"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Good is Wrought by want of Port."
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It _Never_ is Too Late to Mend!"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Don't Look a Gifthorse in the Mouth"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Was evidently well imbued With all the elements of Truth; (While he who said"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Uneasy lies The tooth that wears a crown"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "One must be poor, George Eliot said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "To know the luxury of giving;"
}
]
|
34790 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The sweetest things that ever grew Beside a human door"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The best laid schemes Of Mice and Men gang aft agley!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Good Intention"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "What has become of them? you ask, They've given us the slip--like Waring."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Look East!"
}
]
|
524875 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It won't do any harm to hear his story, anyway,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Busen fuhlt sich jugendlich erschuttert, the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "of youth flit before one again,--Cruikshank's thrush begins to pipe and carol, as in the days of boyhood; hence misty moralities, reflections, and sad and pleasant remembrances arise. He is the friend of the young especially. Have we not read, all the story-books that his wonderful pencil has illustrated? Did we not forego tarts, in order to buy his"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Breaking-up, or his"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Fashionable Monstrosities of the year eighteen hundred and something? Have we not before us, at this very moment, a print,--one of the admirable"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Illustrations of Phrenology --which entire work was purchased by a joint-stock company of boys, each drawing lots afterwards for the separate prints, and taking his choice in rotation? The writer of this, too, had the honor of drawing the first lot, and seized immediately upon"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Philoprogenitiveness"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dandy of sixty, who used to glance at us from Hone's friendly windows--where are they? Mr. Cruikshank may have drawn a thousand better things since the days when these were; but they are to us a thousand times more pleasing than anything else he has done. How we used to believe in them! to stray miles out of the way on holidays, in order to ponder for an hour before that delightful window in Sweeting's Alley! in walks through Fleet Street, to vanish abruptly down Fairburn's passage, and there make one at his"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Don't tell the story of Grouse in the Gun-room, master, or I can't help laughing. Repeat that history ever so often, and at the proper moment, honest Diggory is sure to explode. Every man, no doubt, who loves Cruikshank has his"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Grouse in the Gun-room. There is a fellow in the"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Points of Humor who is offering to eat up a certain little general, that has made us happy any time these sixteen years: his huge mouth is a perpetual well of laughter--buckets full of fun can be drawn from it. We have formed no such friendships as that boyish one of the man with the mouth. But though, in our eyes, Mr. Cruikshank reached his apogee some eighteen years since, it must not be imagined that such is really the case. Eighteen sets of children have since then learned to love and admire him, and may many more of their successors be brought up in the same delightful faith. It is not the artist who fails, but the men who grow cold--the men, from whom the illusions (why illusions? realities) of youth disappear one by one; who have no leisure to be happy, no blessed holidays, but only fresh cares at Midsummer and Christmas, being the inevitable seasons which bring us bills instead of pleasures. Tom, who comes bounding home from school, has the doctor's account in his trunk, and his father goes to sleep at the pantomime to which he takes him. Pater infelix, you too have laughed at clown, and the magic wand of spangled harlequin; what delightful enchantment did it wave around you, in the golden days"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mirth and Morality,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Who has not chased the butterfly, And crushed its slender legs and wings, And heaved a moralizing sigh: Alas! how frail are human things!"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I love to go back to the days of my youth, And to reckon my joys to the letter, And to count o'er the friends that I have in the world, Ay, and those who are gone to a better."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Of all the men I have ever known, says he,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Alas! such are the consequences of long residences in America, and of old age even in uncles! Well, the point of this morality is, that the uncle one day in the morning of life vowed that he would catch his two nephews and tie them together, ay, and actually did so, for all the efforts the rogues made to run away from him; but he was so fatigued that he declared he never would make the attempt again, whereupon the nephew remarks,--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Often since then, when engaged in enterprises beyond my strength, have I called to mind the determination of my uncle."
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jack the Giant Killer, may"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tom Thumb, may"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Puss in Boots,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Louis XVIII. trying on Napoleon's boots,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Life in Paris, or the five hundred designs in which Frenchmen are introduced, and he will find them almost invariably thin, with ludicrous spindle-shanks, pigtails, outstretched hands, shrugging shoulders, and queer hair and mustachios. He has the British idea of a Frenchman; and if he does not believe that the inhabitants of France are for the most part dancing-masters and barbers, yet takes care to depict such in preference, and would not speak too well of them. It is curious how these traditions endure. In France, at the present moment, the Englishman on the stage is the caricatured Englishman at the time of the war, with a shock red head, a long white coat, and invariable gaiters. Those who wish to study this subject should peruse Monsieur Paul de Kock's histories of"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Lord Boulingrog and"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Lady Crockmilove."
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Life in Paris, published in 1822, contains a number of the artist's plates in the aquatint style; and though we believe he had never been in that capital, the designs have a great deal of life in them, and pass muster very well. A villanous race of shoulder-shrugging mortals are his Frenchmen indeed. And the heroes of the tale, a certain Mr. Dick Wildfire, Squire Jenkins, and Captain O'Shuffleton, are made to show the true British superiority on every occasion when Britons and French are brought together. This book was one among the many that the designer's genius has caused to be popular; the plates are not carefully executed, but, being colored, have a pleasant, lively look. The same style was adopted in the once famous book called"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tom and Jerry, or Life in London,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Life in London,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Tom and Jerry and the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Life in Paris, Mr. Cruikshank produced a much more elaborate set of prints, in a work which was called"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Points of Humor. These"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Points were selected from various comic works, and did not, we believe, extend beyond a couple of numbers, containing about a score of copper-plates. The collector of humorous designs cannot fail to have them in his portfolio, for they contain some of the very best efforts of Mr. Cruikshank's genius, and though not quite so highly labored as some of his later productions, are none the worse, in our opinion, for their comparative want of finish. All the effects are perfectly given, and the expression is as good as it could be in the most delicate engraving upon steel. The artist's style, too, was then completely formed; and, for our parts, we should say that we preferred his manner of 1825 to any other which he has adopted since. The first picture, which is called"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Point of Honor,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jolly Beggars have all had their portraits drawn by Cruikshank. There is the lovely"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "A pigmy scraper wi' his fiddle Wha us'd to trystes and fairs to driddle,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "My bonnie lass, I work in brass, A tinker is my station; I've travell'd round all Christian ground In this my occupation. I've ta'en the gold, I've been enroll'd In many a noble squadron; But vain they search'd when off I march'd To go an' clout the caudron."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "taking"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "by the beard,--drawing his"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "and swearing to"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Wi' ghastly ee, poor tweedle-dee Upon his hunkers bended, An' pray'd for grace wi' ruefu' face, An' so the quarrel ended."
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And by that stowp, my faith an' houpe, An' by that dear Kilbaigie! If e'er ye want, or meet wi' scant, May I ne'er weet my craigie."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The Three Hunchbacked Fiddlers is illustrated with equal felicity. The famous classical dinners and duel in"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Peregrine Pickle are also excellent in their way; and the connoisseur of prints and etchings may see in the latter plate, and in another in this volume, how great the artist's mechanical skill is as an etcher. The distant view of the city in the duel, and of a market-place in"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The Quack Doctor,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Three Courses and a Dessert, was published at a time when the rage for comic stories was not so great as it since has been, and Messrs. Clark and Cruikshank only sold their hundreds where Messrs. Dickens and Phiz dispose of their thousands. But if our recommendation can in any way influence the reader, we would enjoin him to have a copy of the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Three Courses,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jack Sheppard, and the immortal Fagin of"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Oliver Twist."
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Sketch-Book is a plate upon the subject, remarkable for fancy and beauty of design; it is called the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Gin Juggernaut,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "My Sketch-Book with not a little amusement, and may gather from it, as we fancy, a good deal of information regarding the character of the individual man, George Cruikshank: what points strike his eye as a painter; what move his anger or admiration as a moralist; what classes he seems most especially disposed to observe, and what to ridicule. There are quacks of all kinds, to whom he has a mortal hatred; quack dandies, who assume under his pencil, perhaps in his eye, the most grotesque appearance possible--their hats grow larger, their legs infinitely more crooked and lean; the tassels of their canes swell out to a most preposterous size; the tails of their coats dwindle away, and finish where coat-tails generally begin. Let us lay a wager that Cruikshank, a man of the people if ever there was one, heartily hates and despises these supercilious, swaggering young gentlemen; and his contempt is not a whit the less laudable because there may be tant soit peu of prejudice in it. It is right and wholesome to scorn dandies, as Nelson said it was to hate Frenchmen; in which sentiment (as we have before said) George Cruikshank undoubtedly shares. In the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sunday in London,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Headlong Hall, published years ago in the Globe and Traveller, are an excellent comment on several of the cuts from the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sunday in London:"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "This rich man is invisible In the crowd of his gay society; But the poor man's delight Is a sore in the sight And a stench in the nose of piety."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "What IS taxes, Thomas? What is taxes indeed; well may that vast, over-fed, lounging flunky ask the question of his associate Thomas: and yet not well, for all that Thomas says in reply is,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I DON'T KNOW."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "O beati PLUSHICOLAE, what a charming state of ignorance is yours! In the"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Sketch-Book"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Raw Recruit,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "ditto"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "as we see them in the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sketch-Book,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "to the tune of the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "British Grenadiers. There they march in state, and a pretty contempt our artist shows for all their gimcracks and trumpery. He has drawn a perfectly English scene--the little blackguard boys are playing pranks round about the men, and shouting,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Heads up, soldier,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Eyes right, lobster,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Place me amid O'Rourkes, O'Tooles, The ragged royal race of Tara; Or place me where Dick Martin rules The pathless wilds of Connemara."
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "John Gilpin and"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Epping Hunt;"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking, as before, That Gilpin rode a race."
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Epping Hunt, which we owe to the facetious pen of Mr. Hood, our artist has not been so successful. There is here too much horsemanship and not enough incident for him; but the portrait of Roundings the huntsman is an excellent sketch, and a couple of the designs contain great humor. The first represents the Cockney hero, who,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Tom Thumb and"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Bombastes Furioso, both of which have appeared with many illustrations by Mr. Cruikshank. The"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Peter Schlemihl, with Cruikshank's designs translated into German, and gaining nothing by the change. The"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Kinder und Hans-Maerchen"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Life in Paris before mentioned. He has also made designs for Victor Hugo's"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Hans of Iceland. Strange, wild etchings were those, on a strange, mad subject; not so good in our notion as the designs for the German books, the peculiar humor of which latter seemed to suit the artist exactly. There is a mixture of the awful and the ridiculous in these, which perpetually excites and keeps awake the reader's attention; the German writer and the English artist seem to have an entire faith in their subject. The reader, no doubt, remembers the awful passage in"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Peter Schlemihl, where the little gentleman purchases the shadow of that hero--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Have the kindness, noble sir, to examine and try this bag."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He put his hand into his pocket, and drew thence a tolerably large bag of Cordovan leather, to which a couple of thongs were fixed. I took it from him, and immediately counted out ten gold pieces, and ten more, and ten more, and still other ten, whereupon I held out my hand to him. Done, said I, it is a bargain; you shall have my shadow for your bag. The bargain was concluded; he knelt down before me, and I saw him with a wonderful neatness take my shadow from head to foot, lightly lift it up from the grass, roll and fold it up neatly, and at last pocket it. He then rose up, bowed to me once more, and walked away again, disappearing behind the rose bushes. I don't know, but I thought I heard him laughing a little. I, however, kept fast hold of the bag. Everything around me was bright in the sun, and as yet I gave no thought to what I had done."
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Prince riding on the Fox,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Hans in Luck,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Fiddler and his Goose,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Heads off, are all drawings which, albeit not before us now, nor seen for ten years, remain indelibly fixed on the memory."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Heisst du etwa Rumpelstilzchen? There sits the Queen on her throne, surrounded by grinning beef-eaters, and little Rumpelstiltskin stamps his foot through the floor in the excess of his tremendous despair. In one of these German tales, if we remember rightly, there is an account of a little orphan who is carried away by a pitying fairy for a term of seven years, and passing that period of sweet apprenticeship among the imps and sprites of fairy-land. Has our artist been among the same company, and brought back their portraits in his sketch-book? He is the only designer fairy-land has had. Callot's imps, for all their strangeness, are only of the earth earthy. Fuseli's fairies belong to the infernal regions; they are monstrous, lurid, and hideously melancholy. Mr. Cruikshank alone has had a true insight into the character of the"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Gentleman in Black, which has been illustrated by our artist. A young French gentleman, by name M. Desonge, who, having expended his patrimony in a variety of taverns and gaming-houses, was one day pondering upon the exhausted state of his finances, and utterly at a loss to think how he should provide means for future support, exclaimed, very naturally,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "What the devil shall I do?"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Law List,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Three Courses"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Chawbacon with the shovel, on whose face is written"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Zummerzetsheer."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Come on! says Claret-bottle, a dashing, genteel fellow, with his hat on one ear--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Come on! has any man a mind to tap me?"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "his carriage to be sold, his stalwart aldermen vanished, his sheriffs, alas! and alas! in gaol! Another design shows that Rigdum, if a true, is also a moral and instructive prophet. John Bull is asleep, or rather in a vision; the cunning demon, Speculation, blowing a thousand bright bubbles about him. Meanwhile the rooks are busy at his fob, a knave has cut a cruel hole in his pocket, a rattlesnake has coiled safe round his feet, and will in a trice swallow Bull, chair, money and all; the rats are at his corn-bags (as if, poor devil, he had corn to spare); his faithful dog is bolting his leg-of-mutton--nay, a thief has gotten hold of his very candle, and there, by way of moral, is his ale-pot, which looks and winks in his face, and seems to say, O Bull, all this is froth, and a cruel satirical picture of a certain rustic who had a goose that laid certain golden eggs, which goose the rustic slew in expectation of finding all the eggs at once. This is goose and sage too, to borrow the pun of"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Rigdum Funnidos,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Illustrations of Time, the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Scraps and Sketches, and the"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Illustrations of Phrenology, which are among the most famous of our artist's publications; but it is very difficult to find new terms of praise, as find them one must, when reviewing Mr. Cruikshank's publications, and more difficult still (as the reader of this notice will no doubt have perceived for himself long since) to translate his design into words, and go to the printer's box for a description of all that fun and humor which the artist can produce by a few skilful turns of his needle. A famous article upon the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Illustrations of Time"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Greenwich Hospital designs, which must not be passed over."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Greenwich Hospital is a hearty, good-natured book, in the Tom Dibdin school, treating of the virtues of British tars, in approved nautical language. They maul Frenchmen and Spaniards, they go out in brigs and take frigates, they relieve women in distress, and are yard-arm and yard-arming, athwart-hawsing, marlinspiking, binnacling, and helm's-a-leeing, as honest seamen invariably do, in novels, on the stage, and doubtless on board ship. This we cannot take upon us to say, but the artist, like a true Englishman, as he is, loves dearly these brave guardians of Old England, and chronicles their rare or fanciful exploits with the greatest good-will. Let any one look at the noble head of Nelson in the"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Family Library, and they will, we are sure, think with us that the designer must have felt and loved what he drew. There are to this abridgment of Southey's admirable book many more cuts after Cruikshank; and about a dozen pieces by the same hand will be found in a work equally popular, Lockhart's excellent"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Life of Napoleon. Among these the retreat from Moscow is very fine; the Mamlouks most vigorous, furious, and barbarous, as they should be. At the end of these three volumes Mr. Cruikshank's contributions to the"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Family Library"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jack Sheppard,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": ""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": ""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": ""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "and other phenomena visible on rivers at night are detailed (with not unskilful rhetoric) in order to bring the reader into a proper frame of mind for the deeper gloom and horror which is to ensue. Then follow pages of description."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "As Rowland sprang to the helm, and gave the signal for pursuit, a war like a volley of ordnance was heard aloft, and the wind again burst its bondage. A moment before the surface of the stream was as black as ink. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething, like an enormous caldron. The blast once more swept over the agitated river, whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. Destruction everywhere marked the course of the gale. Steeples toppled and towers reeled beneath its fury. All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. Men fled from their tottering habitations and returned to them, scared by greater danger. The end of the world seemed at hand. . . . The hurricane had now reached its climax. The blast shrieked, as if exulting in its wrathful mission. Stunning and continuous, the din seemed almost to take away the power of hearing. He who had faced the gale WOULD HAVE BEEN INSTANTLY STIFLED,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jack Sheppard plates, which are among the most finished and the most successful of Mr. Cruikshank's performances, and say a word or two concerning them. Let us begin with finding fault with No. 1,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mr. Wood offers to adopt little Jack Sheppard. A poor print, on a poor subject; the figure of the woman not as carefully designed as it might be, and the expression of the eyes (not an uncommon fault with our artist) much caricatured. The print is cut up, to use the artist's phrase, by the number of accessories which the engraver has thought proper, after the author's elaborate description, elaborately to reproduce. The plate of"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Wild discovering Darrell in the loft"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jack carving the name on the beam,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Interior of Willesden Church is excellent as a composition, and a piece of artistical workmanship; the groups are well arranged; and the figure of Mrs. Sheppard looking round alarmed, as her son is robbing the dandy Kneebone, is charming, simple, and unaffected. Not so"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mrs. Sheppard ill in bed,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Escape from Willesden Cage is excellent; the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Burglary in Wood's house has not less merit;"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mrs. Sheppard in Bedlam,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jack sitting for his picture is a very pleasing group, and savors of the manner of Hogarth, who is introduced in the company. The"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Murder of Trenchard must be noticed too as remarkable for the effect and terrible vigor which the artist has given to the scene. The"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Willesden Churchyard has great merit too, but the gems of the book are the little vignettes illustrating the escape from Newgate. Here, too, much anatomical care of drawing is not required; the figures are so small that the outline and attitude need only to be indicated, and the designer has produced a series of figures quite remarkable for reality and poetry too. There are no less than ten of Jack's feats so described by Mr. Cruikshank. (Let us say a word here in praise of the excellent manner in which the author has carried us through the adventure.) Here is Jack clattering up the chimney, now peering into the lonely red room, now opening"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oliver Twist,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Tower of London,"
}
]
|
2648 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Make us laugh or you starve--Give us fresh fun; we have eaten up the old and are hungry."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You wouldn't know me, would you? she inquired."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Say, I scarcely know myself. I used to wear this dress at Pratt's, with white collars and cuffs and--well, I just put it on again. I had it in the bottom of my trunk, and I guessed you'd like it."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I didn't know you at first,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, he exclaimed, looking around him,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I've been up since six, she told him proudly. The flat had been dismantled of its meagre furniture, the rug was rolled up and tied, and a trunk strapped with rope was in the middle of the floor. Her next remark brought home to him the full responsibility of his situation. She led him to the window, and pointed to a spot among the drenched weeds and rubbish in the yard next door."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Do you see that bottle? That's the first thing I did--flung it out there. It didn't break, she added significantly,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Now you must come and have some breakfast, he said briskly."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "If I had thought about it I should have waited to have it with you."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'm not hungry."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But you must eat. You're exhausted from all this work. And a cup of coffee will make all the difference in the world."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Say, she asked him once,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I don't know, he answered,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Pleasure?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes. It makes me feel as if I were of some use."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, she observed, reviled by the coffee,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "To see a friend of mine, and a friend of yours, he told her."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He does net live far from here."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Good morning, Sam, he said;"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, it's you, Hodder, he said cheerfully, laying his hand on the rector's arm."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I was just thinking about you."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "This is Miss Marcy, Mr. Bentley,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mr. Hodder knows how fond I am of young women, he said."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I have six of them upstairs,--so I am never lonely."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Miss Marcy has been lonely, he explained,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, Sally will know of a room, Mr. Bentley replied."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sam!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yessah--yes, Mistah Ho'ace."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ask Miss Sally to come down, if she's not busy."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, I believe it's going to clear off, after all, he exclaimed."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sam predicted it, before breakfast. He pretends to be able to tell by the flowers. After a while I must show you my flowers, Miss Marcy, and what Dalton Street can do by way of a garden--Mr. Hodder could hardly believe it, even when he saw it. Thus he went on, the tips of his fingers pressed together, his head bent forward in familiar attitude, his face lighted, speaking naturally of trivial things that seemed to suggest themselves; and careful, with exquisite tact that did not betray itself, to address both. A passing automobile startled her with the blast of its horn."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'm afraid I shall never get accustomed to them, he lamented."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "At first I used to be thankful there were no trolley cars on this street, but I believe the automobiles are worse."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mr. Hodder has brought us a new friend and neighbour, Sally,--Miss Kate Marcy. She is to have a room near us, that we may see her often."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Why, Mrs. McQuillen has a room--across the street, you know, Mr. Bentley."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "We must bring her upstairs, said Sally Grover, quietly,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "If it's only a question of getting back her health, she'd better die, she declared."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "We've got but one chance with her, Dr. Giddings, to keep her here. When she finds out she's been to a hospital, that will be the end of it with her kind. We'll never get hold of her again. I'll take care of Mrs. McQuillen."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You think you have a chance, Miss Grower?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "If I didn't think so, I'd ask you to put a little more in your hypodermic next time,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I never knew anybody like him,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He never says anything about God, and you don't, but when he comes in here he seems like God to me. He's so peaceful,--he makes me peaceful. I remember the minister in Madison,--he was a putty-faced man with indigestion,--and when he prayed he used to close his eyes and try to look pious, but he never fooled me. He never made me believe he knew anything about God. And don't think for a minute he'd have done what you and Miss Grower and Mr. Bentley did! He used to cross the street to get out of the way of drunken men--he wouldn't have one of them in his church. And I know of a girl he drove out of town because she had a baby and her sweetheart wouldn't marry her. He sent her to hell. Hell's here--isn't it?"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He that hath seen me hath seen the Father."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I never had it put to me like that, she said, presently."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I never could have known what you meant if I hadn't seen Mr. Bentley."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It means, he replied after a moment,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sure, she agreed."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That's what happened to me."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "And unless we see and know some one like Mr. Bentley, he went on, choosing his words,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That's what hell is! She was very keen."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Hell's here,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Hell may begin here, and so may heaven,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Why, he's in heaven now! she exclaimed,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "For God's sake let me go--I can't stand it. Let me go to hell--that's where I belong. What do you bother with me for? I've got a right."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'll never be able to pull out, I haven't got the strength, she told Hodder, between sobs."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You ought to have left me be, that was where I belonged. I can't stand it, I tell you. If it wasn't for that woman watching me downstairs, and Sally Grower, I'd have had a drink before this. It ain't any use, I've got so I can't live without it--I don't want to live."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Come in,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What's this, Kate?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'll take good care of it,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, you are repaying us, he replied, cutting her short,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "he added, with a humorous glance at the rector,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I've started another one,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Sally, said Mr. Bentley,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I hope so. I begin to feel so,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "If we succeed, Miss Grower went on,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You know her history, Mr. Hodder?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, I don't. And I don't care to. But the way to get at Kate Marcy, light as she is in some respects, is through her feelings. And she's somehow kept 'em alive. We've got to trust her, from now on--that's the only way. And that's what God does, anyhow."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I will arise and go to my Father."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, Mr. Hodder, he exclaimed cheerfully, with a trace of German accent,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I had an idea you were somewhere on the cool seas with our friend, Mr. Parr. He spoke, before he left, of inviting you."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Modern criticism!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You have found me out,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Came into my room, and have a chat,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Look there, said the librarian, with a quick wave of his hand,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Do many persons read them, Mr. Engel?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Read them! cried Mr. Engel, quizzically."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "We librarians are a sort of weather-vanes, if people only knew enough to consult us. We can hardly get a sufficient number of these new religious books the good ones, I mean--to supply the demand. And the Lord knows what trash is devoured, from what the booksellers tell me. It reminds me of the days when this library was down on Fifth Street, years ago, and we couldn't supply enough Darwins and Huxleys and Spencers and popular science generally. That was an agnostic age. But now you'd be surprised to see the different kinds of men and women who come demanding books on religion --all sorts and conditions. They're beginning to miss it out of their lives; they want to know. If my opinion's worth anything, I should not hesitate to declare that we're on the threshold of a greater religious era than the world has ever seen."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Do you really think so?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Why, yes, said Mr. Engel, when he had recovered from his astonishment."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'm sure of it. I think clergymen especially--if you will pardon me --are apt to forget that this is a reading age. That a great many people who used to get what instruction they had--ahem--from churches, for instance, now get it from books. I don't want to say anything to offend you, Mr. Hodder--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You couldn't,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, replied Mr. Engel,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'm glad to hear you say that."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, said Hodder, sitting down,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I've learned, as you have, by experience. Only my experience hasn't been so hopeful as yours--that is, if you regard yours as hopeful. It would be hypocritical of me not to acknowledge that the churches are losing ground, and that those who ought to be connected with them are not. I am ready to admit that the churches are at fault. But what you tell me of people reading these books gives me more courage than I have had for--for some time."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Is it so!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It is, answered the rector, with an emphasis not to be denied."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I wish you would give me your theory about this phenomenon, and speak frankly."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "But I thought-- the bewildered librarian began."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I saw you had been reading those books, but I thought--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Naturally you did, said Holder, smiling. His personality, his ascendency, his poise, suddenly felt by the other, were still more confusing."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You thought me a narrow, complacent, fashionable priest who had no concern as to what happened outside the walls of his church, who stuck obstinately to dogmas and would give nothing else a hearing. Well, you were right."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ah, I didn't think all that, Mr. Engel protested, and his parchment skin actually performed the miracle of flushing."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I am not so stupid. And once, long ago when I was young, I was going to be a minister myself."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "What prevented you?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You want me to be frank--yes, well, I couldn't take the vows. The brown eyes of the quiet, humorous, self-contained and dried-up custodian of the city's reading flamed up."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I felt the call, he exclaimed."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You may not credit it to look at me now, Mr. Hodder. They said to me, 'here is what you must swear to believe before you can make men and women happier and more hopeful, rescue them from sin and misery!' You know what it was."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It was a crime. It had nothing to do with religion. I thought it over for a year--I couldn't. Oh, I have since been thankful. I can see now what would have happened to me--I should have had fatty degeneration of the soul."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You will pardon me! he said penitently,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I forget myself. I did not mean all clergymen."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I have never heard it put so well, Holder declared."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "That is exactly what occurs in many cases."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And what is the result, he cried,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The librarian thrust a yellow hand towards the pile of books."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The new wine has burst the old skin and is running all over the world. Ah, my friend, if you could only see, as I do, the yearning for a satisfying religion which exists in this big city! It is like a vacuum, and those books are rushing to supply it. I little thought, he added dreamily,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mr. Engel, replied the rector,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I want you to regard me as one of your parishioners."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You are a great man, Mr. Hodder, he said."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I might have guessed it."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It is curious that I should have met you this morning, Mr. Engel, he said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I expressed surprise when you declared this was a religious age, because you corroborated something I had felt, but of which I had no sufficient proof. I felt that a great body of unsatisfied men and women existed, but that I was powerless to get in touch with them; I had discovered that truth, as you have so ably pointed out, is disguised and distorted by ancient dogmas; and that the old Authority, as you say, no longer carries weight."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Have you found the new one?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I think I have, the rector answered calmly,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Ah, you are right--a thousand times right, cried the librarian."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You have read Royce, perhaps, when he says, 'This mortal shall put on individuality--'"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "No, said the rector, outwardly cool, but inwardly excited by the coruscation of this magnificent paraphrase of Paul's sentence, by the extraordinary turn the conversation had taken."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I am ashamed to own that I have not followed the development of modern philosophy. The books I have just returned, on historical criticism, he went on, after a moment's hesitation,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You will perhaps wonder how I could have lived these years in an atmosphere of modern thought and have remained uninfluenced. Well, I have recently been wondering--myself. Hodder smiled."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The name of Royce is by no means unfamiliar to me, and he taught at Harvard when I was an undergraduate. But the prevailing philosophy of that day among the students was naturalism. I represent a revolt from it. At the seminary I imbibed a certain amount of religious philosophy--but I did not continue it, as thousands of my more liberal fellow-clergymen have done. My religion 'worked' during the time, at least, I remained in my first parish. I had no interest in reconciling, for instance, the doctrine of evolution with the argument for design. Since I have been here in this city, he added, simply,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And as for your other authority, your ordinary man, when he reads modern philosophy, says to himself, this does not conflict with science? But he gets no hint, when he goes to most churches, that there is, between the two, no real quarrel, and he turns away in despair. He may accept the pragmatism of James, the idealism of Royce, or even what is called neo realism. In any case, he gains the conviction that a force for good is at worn in the world, and he has the incentive to become part of it..... But I have given you a sermon!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "For which I can never be sufficiently, grateful,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You will have opposition, my friend. They will fight you--some persons we know. They do not wish--what you and I desire. But you will not surrender--I knew it. Mr. Engel broke off abruptly, and rang a bell on his desk."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I will make out for you a list. I hope you may come in again, often. We shall have other talks,--yes? I am always here."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "so to speak, and he had heard them mentioned at dinner parties by his more intellectual parishioners, such as Mrs. Constable and Martha Preston. Now he was able to smile at his former attitude toward these moderns, whose perusal he had deprecated as treason to the saints! And he remembered his horror on having listened to a fellow-clergyman discuss with calmness the plan of the"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Varieties of Religious Experiences."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Is life worth living?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Now-what do I mean by I trusting? Is the word to carry with it license to define in detail an invisible world, and to authorize and excommunicate those whose trust is different? . . Our faculties of belief were not given us to make orthodoxies and heresies withal; they were given us to live by. And to trust our religions demands men first of all to live in the light of them, and to act as if the invisible world which they suggest were real. It is a fact of human nature that man can live and die by the help of a sort of faith that goes without a single dogma and definition."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me!"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "For your cause can only be revealed to you through some presence that first teaches you to love the unity of the spiritual life. . . You must find it in human shape."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The will of the spiritual world, the divine will, revealed in man."
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I am afraid, he said, smiling,"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Reflection seems to be a circular process with me, she answered."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I never get anywhere--like you."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Like me!"
}
]
|
5360 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Like you, yes, she said, continuing to examine him."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You've changed remarkably."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, you seem happier, you look happier. It isn't only that, I can't explain how you impress me. It struck me when you were talking to Mr. Bentley the other day. You seem to see something you didn't see when I first met you, that you didn't see the first time we were at Mr. Bentley's together. Your attitude is fixed--directed. You have made a decision of some sort--a momentous one, I rather think."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, he replied,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I have decided, he found himself saying abruptly,"
}
]
|
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