Masterpieces of the World's Best Literature, المجلد 7Jeannette Leonard Gilder Christian Herald, 1910 |
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... tell , And thou mayest hear perchance , and live to save The cruel maiden from a loveless grave . " See , by my feet three golden apples lie- Such fruit among the heavy roses falls , Such fruit my watchful damsels carefully Store up ...
... tell , And thou mayest hear perchance , and live to save The cruel maiden from a loveless grave . " See , by my feet three golden apples lie- Such fruit among the heavy roses falls , Such fruit my watchful damsels carefully Store up ...
الصفحة 13
... tell Until the gleaming apples met his eyes . Then leaving the fair place where this befell Oft he looked back as one who loved it well , Then homeward to the haunts of men ' gan wend To bring all things unto a happy end . Now has the ...
... tell Until the gleaming apples met his eyes . Then leaving the fair place where this befell Oft he looked back as one who loved it well , Then homeward to the haunts of men ' gan wend To bring all things unto a happy end . Now has the ...
الصفحة 32
... tell , but how could I distrust such a sweet , well - behaved creature , who had bestowed her hand on me with such gladness and perfect candor ? I had been ignorant at first that my wife was a literary char- acter , but she admitted it ...
... tell , but how could I distrust such a sweet , well - behaved creature , who had bestowed her hand on me with such gladness and perfect candor ? I had been ignorant at first that my wife was a literary char- acter , but she admitted it ...
الصفحة 34
... tell thee all that thy beauty inspires within my heart ? Can the memory even of the suffering that is past supply me with language fitly to portray to thee the bliss that is present ? Before thou camest to me my lonely state was that of ...
... tell thee all that thy beauty inspires within my heart ? Can the memory even of the suffering that is past supply me with language fitly to portray to thee the bliss that is present ? Before thou camest to me my lonely state was that of ...
الصفحة 46
... tell you , No ! " replied the other ; " unless you wish to be popped out of the world when you come back . Away with you , my boys . " Each seized his paddle ; and the light feather of a boat darted away with the swiftness of a bubble ...
... tell you , No ! " replied the other ; " unless you wish to be popped out of the world when you come back . Away with you , my boys . " Each seized his paddle ; and the light feather of a boat darted away with the swiftness of a bubble ...
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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.