Library of the World's Best Literature: A-ZCharles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne R. S. Peale and J. A. Hill, 1897 |
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3676. oldal
... close friendships with many Greek provincials , and did a credit- able piece of archæological work by rediscovering Archimedes's tomb . His impeachment of Verres for misgovernment in Sicily was in 70 B. C. This time the orator runs a ...
... close friendships with many Greek provincials , and did a credit- able piece of archæological work by rediscovering Archimedes's tomb . His impeachment of Verres for misgovernment in Sicily was in 70 B. C. This time the orator runs a ...
3678. oldal
... close . " The fast - growing power of Cæsar presently made the two successful generals Pompey and Crassus his political tools . Cicero refused to enter , on similar conditions , the cabal later known as the " First Triumvirate . " Cæsar ...
... close . " The fast - growing power of Cæsar presently made the two successful generals Pompey and Crassus his political tools . Cicero refused to enter , on similar conditions , the cabal later known as the " First Triumvirate . " Cæsar ...
3684. oldal
... close of Plato's ' Repub- lic should be carefully observed . It may be fairly described as a free translation and enlargement from Greek originals , of which Plato's passage is the chief . Plagiarism was surely viewed quite otherwise ...
... close of Plato's ' Repub- lic should be carefully observed . It may be fairly described as a free translation and enlargement from Greek originals , of which Plato's passage is the chief . Plagiarism was surely viewed quite otherwise ...
3686. oldal
... close agreement with Mackail's words in his masterly little ' Latin Literature , ' page 62. ) RESUME OF GENERAL BIBLIOGRAPHY The chief encyclopædia of facts and citations for this period is the cumbrous old Geschichte Roms , oder ...
... close agreement with Mackail's words in his masterly little ' Latin Literature , ' page 62. ) RESUME OF GENERAL BIBLIOGRAPHY The chief encyclopædia of facts and citations for this period is the cumbrous old Geschichte Roms , oder ...
3694. oldal
... close . For these very observances which seem light and common are marks of honor to be saluted , to be sought after , to receive prece- dence , to have persons rising up to you , to be attended on the way , to be escorted home , to be ...
... close . For these very observances which seem light and common are marks of honor to be saluted , to be sought after , to receive prece- dence , to have persons rising up to you , to be attended on the way , to be escorted home , to be ...
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Abiram ancient animals Atreus became better brigantine brother Bruff Cæsar called Catiline character Cicero Clay Comenius Coppée's dark death Duke of Burgundy earth ERNST CURTIUS eyes face father fear feel fire Fleurange François Coppée Gabbett gave give hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Henry Clay honor human King knew lady Leeb light literary living look Lord madam Madame de Chevreuse Madame de Longueville master mind mother nature never night Oakly once passed passion poems poet prince returned Rhadamistus Rodrigo round seemed side silent Socrates soul speak spirit stood story strata tears tell thee things thou thought Thyestes tion Tom Canty took truth turned verse Vetch voice whole words writing young youth Zenobia
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3852. oldal - By woman wailing for her demon-lover! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced : Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail: And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reach'd the...
3851. oldal - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
4106. oldal - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
3858. oldal - There was a time when, though my path was rough, This joy within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For Hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine.
3853. oldal - It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine." " God save thee, ancient Mariner ! From the fiends, that plague thee thus ! — Why look'st thou so ? " — " With my cross-bow I shot the ALBATROSS.
3872. oldal - He threw his blood-stained sword, in thunder, down ; And with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe...
3856. oldal - And the slant night-shower driving loud and fast! Those sounds which oft have raised me, whilst they awed, And sent my soul abroad, Might now perhaps their wonted impulse give, Might startle this dull pain, and make it move and live! II A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear— 0 Lady!
3833. oldal - IT fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so : That, howsoe'er I stray and range, Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip, Thou dost not fall.
4112. oldal - Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts, that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
3856. oldal - WELL ! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made The grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence, This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence Unroused by winds, that ply a busier trade Than those which mould yon cloud in lazy flakes, Or the dull sobbing draft, that moans and rakes Upon the strings of this ^Eolian lute, Which better far were mute.