Library of the World's Best Literature: Ancient and Modern, Volumen33Charles Dudley Warner International Society, 1896 |
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... poor reality , and is therefore only poorly appre- ciated , —like a fine landscape in dull weather , or in the reflection of a bad camera oscura . In plain language , every man is pent up within the limits of his own consciousness , and ...
... poor reality , and is therefore only poorly appre- ciated , —like a fine landscape in dull weather , or in the reflection of a bad camera oscura . In plain language , every man is pent up within the limits of his own consciousness , and ...
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Ancient and Modern Charles Dudley Warner. consciousness of a fool , is poor indeed compared with the imagi- nation of Cervantes writing his ' Don Quixote ' in a miserable prison . The objective half of life and reality is in the hand of ...
Ancient and Modern Charles Dudley Warner. consciousness of a fool , is poor indeed compared with the imagi- nation of Cervantes writing his ' Don Quixote ' in a miserable prison . The objective half of life and reality is in the hand of ...
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... poor ugly little thing ! Perhaps his heart was almost broken . With his swollen eyes he sat there on a flat stone at the very top of the " kopje " ; and the tree , with every one of its wicked leaves , blinked , and blinked , and ...
... poor ugly little thing ! Perhaps his heart was almost broken . With his swollen eyes he sat there on a flat stone at the very top of the " kopje " ; and the tree , with every one of its wicked leaves , blinked , and blinked , and ...
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... poor widows and orphans who needed aid , to slaves whom he thought entitled to their freedom , to free negroes who were in danger of being illegally returned to bondage , and to persons who were persecuted by the powerful and lawless ...
... poor widows and orphans who needed aid , to slaves whom he thought entitled to their freedom , to free negroes who were in danger of being illegally returned to bondage , and to persons who were persecuted by the powerful and lawless ...
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... ' the town . ” Poor Jenny , a girl of uncommon beauty and modesty , could only draw her cloak about her to hide the sigh of disappointment , and return meekly home to endure for another night the 13006 SIR WALTER SCOTT.
... ' the town . ” Poor Jenny , a girl of uncommon beauty and modesty , could only draw her cloak about her to hide the sigh of disappointment , and return meekly home to endure for another night the 13006 SIR WALTER SCOTT.
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Términos y frases comunes
answered appeared arms Bailey Saunders beauty better Bonny Dundee breath Brignall Bulwer's Translation Cæsar called Carl Schurz Casacalenda dark death doth dream duke Duke of Würtemberg earth Effie Elizabeth Epicurus eyes fairy Falstaff father fear feel Friedrich von Schlegel Goethe grace Grignan Hamlet hand happy hath head hear heart heaven Henry Henry Clay hermit holy honor horse Jeanie King knight lady Launcelot Leicester light live Lochinvar looked Lord Madame Madame de Sévigné Mailsetter master Merlin mind nature never noble o'er Olive Schreiner passion person pleasure poet poetry pray Prince Queen replied Richard Saladin Schiller Schurz Scott seemed Shakespeare sing sleep song soul speak spirit stood suffering sweet tell thee things thou thought tion true truth Vatel voice woman word write young
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Página 13231 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown: His sceptre shows the force of temporal power. The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway: It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice.
Página 13261 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
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 13231 - His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself, And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to...
Página 13259 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We 'd jump the life to come.
Página 13200 - Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide. And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream...
Página 13198 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby.
Página 13257 - 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...
Página 13201 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Página 13256 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.