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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الصفحة 26
... sound . " For to - morrow will be Monday and the fifth day of November- Only day of opportunity before the final rush . Carpe diem ! go conciliate each person who's a member Of the other party - do so while you can without a blush ...
... sound . " For to - morrow will be Monday and the fifth day of November- Only day of opportunity before the final rush . Carpe diem ! go conciliate each person who's a member Of the other party - do so while you can without a blush ...
الصفحة 33
... sound is so sweet as that " Yes " from the nose . Ah , well , if the dukes and the earls and that lot Can stand it ( God succor them if they can not ! ) Your commoners ought to assent , I am sure , And what they're not called on to ...
... sound is so sweet as that " Yes " from the nose . Ah , well , if the dukes and the earls and that lot Can stand it ( God succor them if they can not ! ) Your commoners ought to assent , I am sure , And what they're not called on to ...
الصفحة 44
... sound And a man tumbled out upon the ground . Lord ! ' twas an eerie thing to drift apace On that pellucid sea , beneath black skies And o'er the heads of an undrowning race ! And when I woke I said - to her surprise Who came with ...
... sound And a man tumbled out upon the ground . Lord ! ' twas an eerie thing to drift apace On that pellucid sea , beneath black skies And o'er the heads of an undrowning race ! And when I woke I said - to her surprise Who came with ...
الصفحة 54
... sound , with all his thumbs . Gods , what a spectacle ! The angels lean Out of high Heaven to view the sorry scene , And Israfel , " whose heart - strings are a lute , " Though now compassion makes their music mute , Among the weeping ...
... sound , with all his thumbs . Gods , what a spectacle ! The angels lean Out of high Heaven to view the sorry scene , And Israfel , " whose heart - strings are a lute , " Though now compassion makes their music mute , Among the weeping ...
الصفحة 79
... sounds of discord horrible the jar And thunder of exploding bombs ; The crackle of the flames that eat away The means of life of those who kindle them ; The shouts and curses of the robber mob , Drunk with a sense of numbers - like the ...
... sounds of discord horrible the jar And thunder of exploding bombs ; The crackle of the flames that eat away The means of life of those who kindle them ; The shouts and curses of the robber mob , Drunk with a sense of numbers - like the ...
المحتوى
19 | |
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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مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 322 - Quaerens me, sedisti lassus ; Redemisti, crucem passus : Tantus labor non sit cassus. Juste Judex ultionis, Donum fac remissionis, Ante diem rationis. Ingemisco, tanquam reus, Culpa rubet vultus meus, Supplicanti parce Deus.
الصفحة 67 - Drank like a devil — staining sometimes red The goblet's edge; diced with his conscience; spread, Like Sisyphus, a feast for Death, and spoke His welcome in a tongue so long forgot That even his ancient guest remembered not What race had cursed him in it. Thus my friend Still conjugating with each failing sense The verb "to die" in every mood and tense, Pursued his awful humor to the end.
الصفحة 322 - Liber scriptus proferetur, In quo totum continetur, Unde mundus judicetur. Judex ergo cum sedebit, Quidquid latet apparebit : Nil inultum remanebit. Quid sum, miser ! tune dicturus ? Quern patronum rogaturus ? Cum vix Justus sit securus. Rex tremendae majestatis, Qui salvandos salvas gratis, Salva me, fons pietatis.
الصفحة 265 - twas in a dream, the other night — A man whose hair with age was thin and white; One hundred years had bettered by his birth, And still his step was firm, his eye was bright. Before him and about him pressed a crowd. Each head in reverence was bared and bowed, And Jews and Gentiles in a hundred tongues Extolled his deeds and spake his fame aloud. I joined the throng and, pushing forward, cried, "Montefiore!
الصفحة 116 - Then there were hate and strife to spare, And various hard knocks a-plenty; And I ('twas more than my true share, I must confess) took five-and-twenty. That all is over now — the reign Of love and trade stills all dissensions, And the clear heavens arch again Above a land of peace and pensions. The black chap — at the last we gave Him everything that he had cried for, Though many white chaps in the grave 'Twould puzzle to say what they died for. I hope he's better off — I trust That his society...
الصفحة 320 - Dies irae, dies ilia Solvet saeclum in favilla Teste David cum Sibylla. Quantus tremor est futurus, Quando judex est venturus, Cuncta stricte discussurus! Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulcra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Mors stupebit et natura, Cum resurget creatura, Judicanti responsura. Liber scriptus proferetur, In quo totum continetur, Unde mundus judicetur.
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 110 - To who? To who?" TO A CENSOR. "The delay granted by the weakness and good nature of our judges is responsible for half the murders." — Daily Newspaper. Delay responsible? Why, then; my friend, Impeach Delay and you will make an end. Thrust vile Delay in jail and let it rot For doing all the things that it should not. Put not good-natured judges under bond, But make Delay in damages respond. Minos, Aeacus, Rhadamanthus, rolled Into one pitiless, unsmiling scold — Unsparing censor, be your thongs...
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...