The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume IV: Shapes of Clay

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Wildside Press LLC, 01‏/06‏/2008 - 372 من الصفحات
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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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SHAPES OF CLAY
19
Bones
30
riage
54
lombia
70
tals
76
former
93
The Jack of Clubs
98
To Bridget
104
The Lords Prayer
206
A Career in Letters
213
Tempora Mutantur
219
Disavowal
226
Devil
254
Discretion
266
A Welcome
272
For Tat
278

To a Censor
110
A Years Casualties
118
A Meeting
127
Laus Lucis
138
To Oscar Wilde
144
An Unmerry Christ
155
In Memoriam
163
The Cynics Bequest
169
Corrected News
177
To My Laundress
183
Reminded
189
To One Across
194
To Maude
200
A WhipperIn
284
The Genesis of Embar
291
An Augury
298
Detected
304
A Guest
310
The Yearly Lie
317
One Moods Expression
326
A King of Craft
347
A Wasted Life
353
Aspiration
359
tion
367
Cooperation
368
Sepulture
376

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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...

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Ambrose Bierce was a brilliant, bitter, and cynical journalist. He is also the author of several collections of ironic epigrams and at least one powerful story, "An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge." Bierce was born in Ohio, where he had an unhappy childhood. He served in the Union army during the Civil War. Following the war, he moved to San Francisco, where he worked as a columnist for the newspaper the Examiner, for which he wrote a number of satirical sketches. Bierce wrote a number of horror stories, some poetry, and countless essays. He is best known, however, for The Cynic's Word Book (1906), retitled The Devil's Dictionary in 1911, a collection of such cynical definitions as "Marriage: the state or condition of a community consisting of a master, a mistress, and two slaves, making in all, two." Bierce's own marriage ended in divorce, and his life ended mysteriously. In 1913, he went to Mexico and vanished, presumably killed in the Mexican revolution.

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