Masterpieces of the World's Best Literature, المجلد 7Jeannette Leonard Gilder Christian Herald, 1910 |
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... Death of Laura . The Beauty of Laura . Laura in Heaven . My Love . PHILIPS , WENDELL . The Burial of John Brown . Toussaint L'Ouverture . PLATO The Philosopher . A Lover's Thought . PLUTARCH Death of Cæsar . Mothers and Children . POE ...
... Death of Laura . The Beauty of Laura . Laura in Heaven . My Love . PHILIPS , WENDELL . The Burial of John Brown . Toussaint L'Ouverture . PLATO The Philosopher . A Lover's Thought . PLUTARCH Death of Cæsar . Mothers and Children . POE ...
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... Death of Cæsar , The Death of Laura , The . Death of Phaedra , The Delights in Solitude Dirge for Imogen . Early Rising PAGE Ovid 37 Sir Walter Scott Edgar Allan Poe William Shakespeare William Shakespeare John Lothrop Motley John ...
... Death of Cæsar , The Death of Laura , The . Death of Phaedra , The Delights in Solitude Dirge for Imogen . Early Rising PAGE Ovid 37 Sir Walter Scott Edgar Allan Poe William Shakespeare William Shakespeare John Lothrop Motley John ...
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... death to meet , Or at thy hands some happy sign receive That in great joy we twain may one day greet Thy presence here and kiss thy silver feet , Such as we deem thee , fair beyond all words , Victorious o'er our servants and our lords ...
... death to meet , Or at thy hands some happy sign receive That in great joy we twain may one day greet Thy presence here and kiss thy silver feet , Such as we deem thee , fair beyond all words , Victorious o'er our servants and our lords ...
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... death he bows a willing head ; So rather looks a god well pleased to find Some earthly damsel fashioned to his mind . Why must she drop her lids before his gaze , And even as she casts adown her eyes Redden to note his eager glance of ...
... death he bows a willing head ; So rather looks a god well pleased to find Some earthly damsel fashioned to his mind . Why must she drop her lids before his gaze , And even as she casts adown her eyes Redden to note his eager glance of ...
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... death , that she was putting her affairs in order , and would be with me almost immediately . She arrived , in fact , a few days after her letter . Oh , joy ! she was the prettiest little blackbird in the world , and was even whiter ...
... death , that she was putting her affairs in order , and would be with me almost immediately . She arrived , in fact , a few days after her letter . Oh , joy ! she was the prettiest little blackbird in the world , and was even whiter ...
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Annabel Lee Anne arms Barneveld beautiful behold bells blessed blood boat bonnets of bonnie bonnie Dundee born breath Brutus Cæsar Christie coppice cried dark dead death deed door dreams earth Evandale eyes face fair Falstaff father fear feel fill foot Francisco de Toledo friends GEORGE POPE MORRIS Gerard give grace hand happy head hear heard heart heaven honor Ipsden Ivanhoe JEAN RACINE JOHN GODFREY SAXE JULIET King kritters Lelio light listen live Lochinvar look Lord Martin Master mind morning never Nevermore Newhaven night o'er passion Prince Quoth the Raven Rebecca replied rise ROMEO round saddle your horses seemed side Slen soul sound speak stand sweet Sybrandt tears tell thee thing thou art thought Timothy tree tremble truth voice whispered wind word young youth
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الصفحة 315 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
الصفحة 302 - The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice blessed; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes...
الصفحة 80 - thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
الصفحة 271 - 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 81 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting — "Get thee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
الصفحة 276 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he Is a Christian : But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
الصفحة 296 - 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...
الصفحة 312 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the sooner it wears.
الصفحة 5 - WOODMAN, SPARE THAT TREE GOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now.
الصفحة 315 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow : And yet, to times in hope5 my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.