The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy, Poetry, the Drama, Travel, Adventure, Fiction, Etc, Band 25Harry Thurston Peck, Frank R. Stockton, Julian Hawthorne American Literary Society, 1901 |
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... sighed , " We must have storms to - morrow ! " I told her tales of other lands ; Of ever - boiling fountains , Of poisonous lakes , and barren sands , Vast forests , trackless mountains : VOL XVII . & I painted bright Italian skies , I ...
... sighed , " We must have storms to - morrow ! " I told her tales of other lands ; Of ever - boiling fountains , Of poisonous lakes , and barren sands , Vast forests , trackless mountains : VOL XVII . & I painted bright Italian skies , I ...
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... sighing tire , As at the fount , in days gone by , The fair Narcissus did expire . III . When the sweet breeze comes blowing From where thy country lies , Meseems I am foreknowing The airs of Paradise . So is my heart o'erflowing For ...
... sighing tire , As at the fount , in days gone by , The fair Narcissus did expire . III . When the sweet breeze comes blowing From where thy country lies , Meseems I am foreknowing The airs of Paradise . So is my heart o'erflowing For ...
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... sighed ; she smiled : and to the flowers Pointing , the lovely moralist said : See , friend , in some few fleeting hours , See yonder , what a change is made . Ah me ! the blooming pride of May , And that of beauty are but one : At morn ...
... sighed ; she smiled : and to the flowers Pointing , the lovely moralist said : See , friend , in some few fleeting hours , See yonder , what a change is made . Ah me ! the blooming pride of May , And that of beauty are but one : At morn ...
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... sighed for change ; And Death , whenever he comes to me , Shall come on the wide , unbounded Sea ! INSCRIPTION FOR A FOUNTAIN . REST ! This little Fountain runs Thus for aye ! It never stays For the look of summer suns Nor the cold of ...
... sighed for change ; And Death , whenever he comes to me , Shall come on the wide , unbounded Sea ! INSCRIPTION FOR A FOUNTAIN . REST ! This little Fountain runs Thus for aye ! It never stays For the look of summer suns Nor the cold of ...
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... sighed to lead a life of easy peace . He would have changed the royal palace - halls To cloistered cells , the heavy cares of state Would not then have disturbed his soul . God mercifully gave the Tsar his peace ; And while he lived ...
... sighed to lead a life of easy peace . He would have changed the royal palace - halls To cloistered cells , the heavy cares of state Would not then have disturbed his soul . God mercifully gave the Tsar his peace ; And while he lived ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
abbot ANDROMACHE answer arms Bajazet baron better bless Bon Bec Bregenz brought Busk Capernaum Cicero Claire cried Dampier dear death Demosthenes door dream earth Elly eyes face fair father fear forgive FRANÇOIS RABELAIS Gargantua gave George give Gloucester gold Granada hand happy hazzan head heard heart Heaven Helen Herr Amtshauptmann honor Ipsden Jacky JEAN RACINE Jesuits Jesus Jupiter King knees lady laughed lived Lochaber looked Lord Ludovico Lumloch Lysimachus Maryland master mind Moorish Morgante mother never night noble o'er Orlando Ormazd passed passion PIMEN poor pray Provençal psaltery PYRRHUS queen replied Robinson round seemed servant sighed silence smile soon soul spirit stood tears tell thee things thou thought told took Tower Triplet troubadour Tsar turned voice Wallace wife Woffington woman words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 9078 - Two principles in human nature reign, Self-love to urge, and reason to restrain ; Nor this a good, nor that a bad we call ; Each works its end, to move or govern all ; And to their proper operation still Ascribe all good, to their improper — ill.
Seite 9068 - Of all the Causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is Pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
Seite 9069 - Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all. Thus when we view some well-proportion'd dome, (The world's just wonder, and ev'n thine, O Rome!) No single parts unequally surprise, All comes united to th' admiring eyes; No monstrous height, or breadth or length appear; The whole at once is bold and regular.
Seite 9149 - Afar in the desert I love to ride. With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side...
Seite 9071 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance. 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense...
Seite 9263 - Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Say to the court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church, it shows What's good, and doth no good : If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates, they live Acting by others' action; Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by a faction : If potentates reply, Give potentates the lie.
Seite 9076 - A thousand wings, by turns, blow back the hair; And thrice they twitched the diamond in her ear: Thrice she looked back, and thrice the foe drew near. Just in that instant, anxious Ariel .sought The close recesses of the Virgin's thought: As, on the nosegay in her breast reclined, He watched th...
Seite 9070 - Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require, Tho...
Seite 9168 - I love (oh ! how I love) to ride On the fierce foaming bursting tide, When every mad wave drowns the moon, Or whistles aloft his tempest tune, And tells how goeth the world below, And why the south-west blasts do blow. I never was on the dull tame shore, But I loved the great Sea more and more...
Seite 9075 - He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate Ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky; The walls, the woods, and long canals reply. Oh thoughtless mortals! ever blind to fate, Too soon dejected, and too soon elate.