The International Library of Famous Literature: Selections from the World's Great Writers, Ancient, Mediaeval, and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes and Critical Essays by Many Eminent Writers, 9. kötetRichard Garnett Standard, 1899 - 9822 oldal |
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The International Library of Famous Literature: Selections from the World's ... Andrew Lang,Donald Grant 1822-1908 Mitchell Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2015 |
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Abel Acres answered appear asked beautiful Captain Cook character Clinker countess cried Cunegund daugh dear delight dost Elizabeth Christine eyes father fear Fingal followed fortune Gaul gentleman give hand happy hast hear heart hero honor HORACE WALPOLE Humphry Clinker Jewkes Johnson Jones king labor lady ladyship Laocoon Lathmon laugh leave letter lieutenant live look Lord madam Madame du Deffand Majesty manner Marlow master mind Miss Hardcastle Morni Morven Nathan nature Neoptolemus never night occasion OLIVER GOLDSMITH once Ossian pain Pangloss perhaps Philoctetes pleasure Pöllnitz poor portmanteaus pray prince Rasselas replied Rhedern Saint-Lambert Saladin scarce seemed Sir Lucius Sittah smile Sophocles soul sure sword talk tell thee thing THOMAS CHATTERTON thou thought tion truth turn virtue Voltaire Walpole whole wife wish woman words young
Népszerű szakaszok
4211. oldal - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
3943. oldal - Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute, inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
4212. oldal - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But, in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all. And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies ; He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
3942. oldal - How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
3945. oldal - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
3943. oldal - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honor's voice provoke the silent dust Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death?
3941. oldal - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
4214. oldal - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale...
4218. oldal - Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
4213. oldal - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, — Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.