The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume IV: Shapes of ClayWildside Press LLC, 01/06/2008 - 372 من الصفحات Volume 4 of the "Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce" (title: "Shapes of Clay") is a facsimile reprint of the 250-copy limited edition of 1910. |
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... Twas but a breath ago the mammoth browsed Upon my slopes , and in my caves I housed Your shaggy fathers in their nakedness , While on their foemen's offal they caroused . " Ships from afar afforested the bay . Within their huge and ...
... Twas but a breath ago the mammoth browsed Upon my slopes , and in my caves I housed Your shaggy fathers in their nakedness , While on their foemen's offal they caroused . " Ships from afar afforested the bay . Within their huge and ...
الصفحة 24
... Twas made worth having by the headsman's axe . Seeing which , I gave myself a hearty shaking , And crumbled all to powder in the waking . CONVALESCENT What ! " Out of danger ? " Can the slighted Dame Or canting Pharisee no more defame ...
... Twas made worth having by the headsman's axe . Seeing which , I gave myself a hearty shaking , And crumbled all to powder in the waking . CONVALESCENT What ! " Out of danger ? " Can the slighted Dame Or canting Pharisee no more defame ...
الصفحة 25
... , Their fury baffled and their power chained ? I'm safe ? Is that what the physician said ? What ! " Out of danger ? " Then , by Heaven , I'm dead ! AT THE CLOSE OF THE CANVASS ' Twas a Venerable OF AMBROSE BIERCE 25.
... , Their fury baffled and their power chained ? I'm safe ? Is that what the physician said ? What ! " Out of danger ? " Then , by Heaven , I'm dead ! AT THE CLOSE OF THE CANVASS ' Twas a Venerable OF AMBROSE BIERCE 25.
الصفحة 26
Shapes of Clay Ambrose Bierce. AT THE CLOSE OF THE CANVASS ' Twas a Venerable Person , whom I met one Sunday morning , All appareled as a prophet of a melancholy sect ; And in a Jeremiad of objurgatory warning He lifted up his jodel to ...
Shapes of Clay Ambrose Bierce. AT THE CLOSE OF THE CANVASS ' Twas a Venerable Person , whom I met one Sunday morning , All appareled as a prophet of a melancholy sect ; And in a Jeremiad of objurgatory warning He lifted up his jodel to ...
الصفحة 31
... Twas a sick young man with a face ungay And an eye that was all alone ; And he shook his head in a hopeless way As he sat on a roadside stone . " O , ailing youth , what untoward fate Has made the sun to set On your mirth and eye ...
... Twas a sick young man with a face ungay And an eye that was all alone ; And he shook his head in a hopeless way As he sat on a roadside stone . " O , ailing youth , what untoward fate Has made the sun to set On your mirth and eye ...
المحتوى
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THE JACK OF CLUBS | 98 |
TO BRIDGET | 104 |
PAGE | 106 |
TO A CENSOR | 110 |
A YEARS CASUALTIES | 118 |
A MEETING | 127 |
LAUS LUCIS | 138 |
ONE OF THE UNFAIR SEX | 205 |
THE FOLLOWING PAIR | 214 |
CONTENTMENT | 221 |
THE WOMAN | 254 |
DISAVOWAL | 262 |
A SERENADE | 273 |
A WHIPPERIN | 315 |
A KING OF CRAFT | 347 |
TO OSCAR WILDE | 144 |
THE PASSING OF SHEP | 197 |
POESY | 357 |
COOPERATION | 368 |
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الصفحة 38 - Give thou more or less, as we Shall serve the right or serve the wrong. Confirm our freedom but so long As we are worthy to be free. But when (O, distant be the time!) Majorities in passion draw Insurgent swords to murder Law, And all the land is red with crime...
الصفحة 37 - And bends him from his nearer sky. God of my country and my race! So greater than the gods of old— So fairer than the prophets told Who dimly saw and feared thy face,— Who didst but half reveal thy will And gracious ends to their desire, Behind the dawn's advancing fire Thy tender day-beam veiling still,— To whom the unceasing suns belong, And cause is one with consequence,— To whose divine, inclusive sense The moan is blended with the song,— Whose laws, imperfect and unjust, Thy just and...
الصفحة 39 - But when (ah, distant be the time!) Majorities in passion draw Insurgent swords to murder Law, And all the land is red with crime; Or — nearer menace! — when the band Of feeble spirits cringe and plead To the gigantic strength of Greed, And fawn upon his iron hand ; — Nay, when the steps to State are worn In hollows by the feet of thieves, And Mammon sits among the sheaves And chuckles while the reapers mourn; Then stay thy miracle! — replace The broken throne, repair the chain, Restore the...