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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... Fear No More ( same ) Time's Glory ( Rape of Lucrece ' ) Sonnets Crabbed Age and Youth ( The Passionate Pilgrim ' ) Beauty ( same ) Live with Me ( same ) The Merry Month of May ( same ) LIST OF PORTRAITS B HANS SACHS ( 1494-1576 ) BY xi ...
... Fear No More ( same ) Time's Glory ( Rape of Lucrece ' ) Sonnets Crabbed Age and Youth ( The Passionate Pilgrim ' ) Beauty ( same ) Live with Me ( same ) The Merry Month of May ( same ) LIST OF PORTRAITS B HANS SACHS ( 1494-1576 ) BY xi ...
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... angels shall walk in . Eve speaks O Adam , my beloved man , I will do all the best I can ; If God the Lord will but come down , And cheer the heart that fears his frown . All praise to my Creator be , That so in HANS SACHS 12617.
... angels shall walk in . Eve speaks O Adam , my beloved man , I will do all the best I can ; If God the Lord will but come down , And cheer the heart that fears his frown . All praise to my Creator be , That so in HANS SACHS 12617.
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... fears his God , Obedient to his every nod , And with him do his children go , Who are obedient also . Adam speaks And where is Cain , our other son , That wretch for whom the halter's spun ? Eve speaks Oh , when of him I hopeless think ...
... fears his God , Obedient to his every nod , And with him do his children go , Who are obedient also . Adam speaks And where is Cain , our other son , That wretch for whom the halter's spun ? Eve speaks Oh , when of him I hopeless think ...
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... fear a murderer thou'lt grow ! Cain speaks And if I should , I'd prove it so On thee , thou miserable knave ! Abel speaks To - morrow to our house draws near The Lord God with his angels dear ; So come and let yourself be dressed To ...
... fear a murderer thou'lt grow ! Cain speaks And if I should , I'd prove it so On thee , thou miserable knave ! Abel speaks To - morrow to our house draws near The Lord God with his angels dear ; So come and let yourself be dressed To ...
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... fear of endless hell ? Cain speaks What you do call damnation's spell ! O boy , the father talketh so , But little of it all I know . Abel speaks The more thou'rt likely to be there ! Cain speaks Poor fool , thou mayest thy teaching ...
... fear of endless hell ? Cain speaks What you do call damnation's spell ! O boy , the father talketh so , But little of it all I know . Abel speaks The more thou'rt likely to be there ! Cain speaks Poor fool , thou mayest thy teaching ...
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Términos y frases comunes
abbé Abel speaks Alfred de Musset answered arms beautiful Bonny Dundee born breath Cain speaks called Carl Schurz Casacalenda century charm child Coislin court death divine door dost doth dream duke earth Ekkehard eyes fairy father fear feeling George Sand give glory Goethe grace Grignan hand Hans Sachs happy hath head heart heaven holy honor human Jugurtha Jules Sandeau King La Trappe lady letters literary literature live look Lord speaks Madame Madame de Maintenon Madame de Sévigné mastersongs mind mother nature never night noble Nohant once passed passion play pleasure poet poetry Queen replied Sa'di Sachs Saladin seemed Shakespeare sing song soul spirit stood suffering sweet thee things thou thought tion Translation true truth Vatel voice wife wish woman word write young youth
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Página 13219 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Página 13218 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Página 13221 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Página 13195 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 13065 - No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy shallow. Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor warders challenge here, Here's no war-steed's neigh and champing, Shouting clans, or squadrons stamping.
Página 13200 - Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud.
Página 13205 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!
Página 13221 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom.
Página 13215 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Página 13219 - SINCE brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea Whose action is no stronger than a flower?