Works. Edition de Luxe, 12. kötetC.T. Brainard, 1909 |
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45. oldal - And whosoever shall fall on this stone shall be broken : but on whomsoever it shall fall, it will grind him to powder.
58. oldal - THE blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, which was shed for thee, preserve thy body and soul unto everlasting life!
200. oldal - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
199. oldal - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
198. oldal - When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you? and, Where lies your grief...
15. oldal - THE DISCIPLE. When Narcissus died, the pool of his pleasure changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, and the Oreads came weeping through the woodland that they might sing to the pool and give it comfort. And when they saw that the pool had changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, they loosened the green tressea of their hair, and cried to the pool, and said : "We do not wonder that you should mourn in this manner for Narcissus, so beautiful was he.
126. oldal - Whistler's lecture last night was, like everything that he does, a masterpiece. Not merely for its clever satire and amusing jests will it be remembered, but for the pure and perfect beauty of many of its passages — passages delivered with an earnestness which seemed to amaze those who had looked on Mr. Whistler as a master of persiflage merely, and had not known him as we do, as a master of painting also. For that he is indeed one of the very greatest masters of painting is my opinion. And I may...
12. oldal - He had passed through the hall of chalcedony and the hall of jasper, and reached the long hall of feasting, He saw lying on a couch of sea-purple one whose hair was crowned with red roses and whose lips were red with wine. 11 And He went behind him and touched him on the shoulder, and said to him : "Why do you live like this?" And the young man turned round and recognised Him, and made answer, and said : "But I was a leper once, and you healed me. How else should I live?
138. oldal - TRUTH! — Cowed and humiliated, I acknowledge that our Oscar is at last original. At bay, and sublime in his agony, he certainly has, for once, borrowed from no living author, and comes out in his own true colours — as his own
226. oldal - Les petits détails d'histoire et de vie domestique doivent être scrupuleusement étudiés et. reproduits par le poète, mais uniquement comme des moyens d'accroître la réalité de l'ensemble, et de faire pénétrer jusque dans les coins les plus obscurs de l'œuvre cette vie générale et puissante au milieu de laquelle les personnages sont plus vrais et les catastrophes, par conséquent, plus poignantes. Tout doit être subordonné à ce but. L'homme sur le premier plan, le reste au fond.