The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy, Poetry, the Drama, Travel, Adventure, Fiction, Etc, Band 2American Literary Society, 1901 |
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... Soon be that day , my son , and deep that sea ! Till then , if fate so wills , let me endure . " He spoke ; and Sohrab smiled on him , and took The spear , and drew it from his side , and eased His wound's imperious anguish ; but the ...
... Soon be that day , my son , and deep that sea ! Till then , if fate so wills , let me endure . " He spoke ; and Sohrab smiled on him , and took The spear , and drew it from his side , and eased His wound's imperious anguish ; but the ...
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... soon ? I see the night dews , Clustered in thick beads , dim The agate brooch stones On thy white shoulder ; The cool night wind , too , Blows through the portico , Stirs thy hair , Goddess , Waves thy white robe ! CIRCE . Whence art ...
... soon ? I see the night dews , Clustered in thick beads , dim The agate brooch stones On thy white shoulder ; The cool night wind , too , Blows through the portico , Stirs thy hair , Goddess , Waves thy white robe ! CIRCE . Whence art ...
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... soon after , and took up his residence at Laleham , where he devoted himself for nine years to the preparation of students for the great schools and the universities . In 1828 he took priest's orders , and was chosen to the head ...
... soon after , and took up his residence at Laleham , where he devoted himself for nine years to the preparation of students for the great schools and the universities . In 1828 he took priest's orders , and was chosen to the head ...
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... soon after we left La Storta , the last post before you enter Rome . The air blew fresh and cool , and we had a pleasant drive over the remaining part of the Cam- pagna till we descended into the valley of the Tiber , and crossed it by ...
... soon after we left La Storta , the last post before you enter Rome . The air blew fresh and cool , and we had a pleasant drive over the remaining part of the Cam- pagna till we descended into the valley of the Tiber , and crossed it by ...
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... soon after twelve . Such was my first day in Rome ; and if I were to leave it to - morrow , I should think that one day was well worth the journey . But you cannot tell how poor all the objects of the North of Italy seem in com- parison ...
... soon after twelve . Such was my first day in Rome ; and if I were to leave it to - morrow , I should think that one day was well worth the journey . But you cannot tell how poor all the objects of the North of Italy seem in com- parison ...
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Alban hills arms asked beauty Bennet called Captain Catherine Clovelly cried dark daughter dear death Delphine Doctor Johnson door doth Elizabeth Emperor envy Eugène eyes father fear feel France GASTON Goriot hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven Homer honor HONORÉ DE BALZAC horse Irma king knew learning light live look Lord MADAME FOURCHAMBAULT married MASSIMO TAPARELLI matter Merry Mount mind Monsieur morning Morwenstow mother Mount Wollaston Napoleon Nasie nature never night Nucingen old Goriot once Oxus passed poet POIRIER poor Provençal Rastignac replied Richard Soule round Rustum sand Seistan Soggarth Aroon Sohrab soldier soon soul Standish stood sure tell thee things thou thought Timocreon tion took truth turned VATEL voice woman word young youth
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Seite 582 - Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in.
Seite 763 - But little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
Seite 623 - ... else, I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure, and number, even so perfectly as God made the world...
Seite 582 - The Sea of Faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Seite 584 - He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool flowery lap of earth, Smiles broke from us and we had ease; The hills were round us, and the breeze Went o'er the sun-lit fields again; Our foreheads felt the wind and rain. Our youth returned ; for there was shed On spirits that had long been dead, Spirits dried up and closely furl'd, The freshness of the early world.
Seite 564 - They follow'd me, my hope, my fame, my star. Let them all cross the Oxus back in peace. But me thou must bear hence, not send with them, But carry me with thee to Seistan, And place me on a bed, and mourn for me, Thou, and the snow-hair'd Zal, and all thy friends.
Seite 767 - ... that the care of those things will continue after him. So that a man hath, as it were, two lives in his desires. A man hath a body, and that body is confined to a place; but where friendship is, all offices of life are as it were granted to him and his deputy. For he may exercise them by his friend. How many things are there which a man cannot, with any face or comeliness, say or do himself? A man can scarce allege his own merits with modesty, much less extol them; a man cannot sometimes brook...
Seite 757 - God, or melior natura: which courage is manifestly such as that creature, without that confidence of a better nature than his own, could never attain. So Man, when he resteth and assureth himself upon divine protection and favour, gathereth a force and faith which human nature in itself could not obtain...
Seite 569 - And lighten glimmering Xanthus with their rays ; The long reflections of the distant fires Gleam on the walls, and tremble on the spires. A thousand piles the dusky horrors gild, And shoot a shady lustre o'er the field. Full fifty guards each flaming pile attend, Whose umber'd arms by fits thick flashes send ; Loud neigh the coursers o'er their heaps of corn, And ardent warriors wait the rising morn.
Seite 758 - WHAT is truth ?" said jesting Pilate, and would not stay for an answer. Certainly there be that delight in giddiness, and count it a bondage to fix a belief, affecting free-will in thinking as well as in acting. And though the sects of philosophers of that kind be gone, yet there remain certain discoursing wits which are of the same veins, though there be not so much blood in them as was in those of the ancients.