The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature, Ancient, Mediaeval and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes, المجلد 21Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl Clarke Company, limited, 1899 |
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الصفحة 213
... Fabrice awoke . The sun had set ; he was surprised to see that it was nearly dark . The soldiers were running to and fro in a confusion at which our hero wondered . They seemed to have lost all their martial air . " What is it ? " he ...
... Fabrice awoke . The sun had set ; he was surprised to see that it was nearly dark . The soldiers were running to and fro in a confusion at which our hero wondered . They seemed to have lost all their martial air . " What is it ? " he ...
الصفحة 214
... Fabrice asked him- self . At last , when he and the Corporal were alone together , he said to him : " I have no musket . " " Silence ! Out yonder in the plain , fifty paces to the front , you will find plenty of our poor lads who fell ...
... Fabrice asked him- self . At last , when he and the Corporal were alone together , he said to him : " I have no musket . " " Silence ! Out yonder in the plain , fifty paces to the front , you will find plenty of our poor lads who fell ...
الصفحة 215
... Fabrice ran for the wood with all the speed he was capable of ; to assist his flight he threw away his musket . The Prussians were close at his heels , when he dodged into a plantation of young oaks , thick as a man's arm , which ...
... Fabrice ran for the wood with all the speed he was capable of ; to assist his flight he threw away his musket . The Prussians were close at his heels , when he dodged into a plantation of young oaks , thick as a man's arm , which ...
الصفحة 216
... Fabrice listened with amazement to this frightful accusa- tion . About ten o'clock at night the little band came up with the regiment at the entrance of a considerable village composed of several narrow streets ; but Fabrice noticed ...
... Fabrice listened with amazement to this frightful accusa- tion . About ten o'clock at night the little band came up with the regiment at the entrance of a considerable village composed of several narrow streets ; but Fabrice noticed ...
الصفحة 217
... Fabrice and his party had barely advanced five hundred yards . They were told the road led to Charleroi . As eleven was striking from the village clock- " We'll try it across fields once more , " said the Corporal . The band now ...
... Fabrice and his party had barely advanced five hundred yards . They were told the road led to Charleroi . As eleven was striking from the village clock- " We'll try it across fields once more , " said the Corporal . The band now ...
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الصفحة 236 - To HIM who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and .she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
الصفحة 239 - There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
الصفحة 238 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
الصفحة 299 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court he bore The trophies of a conqueror...
الصفحة xix - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 12 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bride-maidens whispered, ' 'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 299 - Strike ! till the last armed foe expires ! Strike ! for your altars and your fires ! Strike ! for the green graves of your sires ; God, and your native land...
الصفحة 298 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
الصفحة 242 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
الصفحة 238 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow them. So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.