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Æneid Æschylus Æsop ancient Aristophanes Aryan Athenian Athens Avesta beautiful Cæsar called century B.C. characters charms Chinese Cicero comedy Confucius CREON crown cuneiform Daphnis death deities Demosthenes divine drama early earth Edipus Egypt Egyptian Ennius epic epic poetry Euripides EXTRACT eyes father genius glory gods golden age Grecian Greece Greek hand heart heaven Hebrew Herodotus heroes Hesiod Hindoo Homer honor hymns Iliad immortal king language Latin letters literary literature live lyric master MENALCAS moral mother Muses nations o'er odes orator original Ormazd palace Persian PHEIDIPPIDES philosopher Phoenician Pindar Plato play poem poet poetry praise prince prose reign rich Roman Rome sacred sage Sanscrit Sappho satire Semitic Socrates songs Sophocles soul spirit style sweet tablets temple thee things thou thought tion tongue Veda verse wife words writing written Xenophon youth Zoroaster
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الصفحة 164 - Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No! men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men, who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain : These constitute a State, And sovereign Law, that State's collected will O'er thrones and globes elate, Sits Empress, crowning good, repressing ill.
الصفحة 246 - I shall not remain, but go away and depart ; and then he will suffer less at my death, and not be grieved when he sees my body being burned or buried. I would not have him sorrow at my hard lot, or say at the burial, Thus we lay out Socrates, or, Thus we follow him to the grave or bury him ; for false words are not only evil in themselves, but they infect the soul with evil.
الصفحة 168 - One may see by what is left of them, that she followed nature in all her thoughts, without descending to those little points, conceits, and turns of wit, with which many of our modern lyrics are so miserably infected. Her soul seems to have been made up of love and poetry : she felt the passion in all its warmth, and, described it in all its symptoms.
الصفحة 89 - ... The poetical conformation of the sentences, which has been so often alluded to as characteristic of the Hebrew poetry, consists chiefly in a certain equality, resemblance, or parallelism between the members of each period ; so that in two lines (or members of the same period) things for the most part shall answer to things, and words to words, as if fitted to each other by a kind of rule or measure.
الصفحة 146 - But go thou home, and tend thy labors there, — The web, the distaff, — and command thy maids To speed the work. The cares of war pertain To all men born in Troy, and most to me.
الصفحة 246 - I cannot make Crito believe that I am the same Socrates who have been talking and conducting the argument; he fancies that I am the other Socrates whom he will soon see, a dead body — and he asks, How shall he bury me?
الصفحة 245 - But I do say that, inasmuch as the soul is shown to be immortal, he may venture to think, not improperly or unworthily, that something of the kind is true.
الصفحة 123 - I have made to the gods the offerings that were their due. I have given food to the hungry, drink to the thirsty, and clothes to the naked.
الصفحة 113 - O my lord," says one suppliant, " my sins are many, my trespasses are great ; and the wrath of the gods has plagued me with disease, and sickness, and sorrow. I fainted, but no one stretched forth his hand ; I groaned, but no one drew nigh ; I cried aloud, but no one heard. O Lord, do not thou abandon thy servant. In the waters of the great storm do thou lay hold of his hand. The sins which he has committed do thou turn to righteousness.
الصفحة 170 - Thou once didst leave almighty Jove And all the golden roofs above: The car thy wanton sparrows drew, Hovering in air they lightly flew; As to my bower they winged their way 1 saw their quivering pinions play.