The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, المجلد 9Richard Garnett 1899 |
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الصفحة 32
... speaking , turn away ; and so , even weeping , to his cell depart : there placing before his eyes a dead man's head ; saying : " With thee I will shortly come to dwell , and therefore do despise this sinful flesh my soul is weary of a ...
... speaking , turn away ; and so , even weeping , to his cell depart : there placing before his eyes a dead man's head ; saying : " With thee I will shortly come to dwell , and therefore do despise this sinful flesh my soul is weary of a ...
الصفحة 33
... speak a word : and after a good space that they had been silent , Guy first the doors of silence thus did break : " Phælice , " said he , " now take thy leave of Guy , who sent to thee , ere his sight decays : within thy arms I do ...
... speak a word : and after a good space that they had been silent , Guy first the doors of silence thus did break : " Phælice , " said he , " now take thy leave of Guy , who sent to thee , ere his sight decays : within thy arms I do ...
الصفحة 38
... speak and go alone better than other children that were three year old . And the elder that this child Robert waxed , more cursted ; and there was no man that could rule him ; and when he found or could come by any children , he smote ...
... speak and go alone better than other children that were three year old . And the elder that this child Robert waxed , more cursted ; and there was no man that could rule him ; and when he found or could come by any children , he smote ...
الصفحة 44
... speak these words ; and piteously weeping , with a sorrowful heart , saying thus to him , " My dear son , I require you heartily that ye will smite off my head . " This said the lady for very great pity that she had upon him , for ...
... speak these words ; and piteously weeping , with a sorrowful heart , saying thus to him , " My dear son , I require you heartily that ye will smite off my head . " This said the lady for very great pity that she had upon him , for ...
الصفحة 46
... speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats . At last the people in a body To the Townhall came flocking : " " Tis clear , " cried they , " our Mayor's a noddy ; And as for our Corporation - shocking To ...
... speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats . At last the people in a body To the Townhall came flocking : " " Tis clear , " cried they , " our Mayor's a noddy ; And as for our Corporation - shocking To ...
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Abélard arms Aucassin Averroës baron battle beauty born Brother Michael Brunhild called castle champion church Count cried Dankwart daughter dead dear death Dermitius DERMOT MAC MURROUGH devil doth duke earl earth England eyes fair faith father fear fell friar Fryer Bacon Gandalf gave give grace Gudrod Hagan Halbert Halfdan the Black hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven holy honor horse intellect Julius Cæsar king Gunther King Harald king's knight Kriemhild lady land Little Johan living look lord maiden master Matilda mighty Minnesänger monk Möre never Nicolete noble Norway o'er poetry queen quoth Robert Robert the Devil Robin Rougham Saint Francis sent Siegfried Sir Ralph smile song sorrow soul spake spirit sweet sword tell thee thine things thou thought took true unto villein Wallace warrior ween William de Champeaux wise words
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الصفحة 51 - There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering, And, like fowls in a farmyard when barley is scattering Out came the children running. All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.
الصفحة 49 - To Rat-land home his commentary: Which was, 'At the first shrill notes of the pipe, I heard a sound as of scraping tripe, And putting apples, wondrous ripe, Into a cider-press's gripe: And a moving away of pickle-tub-boards, And a leaving ajar of conserve-cupboards, And a drawing the corks of train-oil-flasks, And a breaking the hoops of butter-casks; And it seemed as if a voice (Sweeter far than by harp or by psaltery Is breathed) called out, Oh rats, rejoice!
الصفحة 49 - Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, 'Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the Piper for their lives. From street to street he piped advancing, And step for step they followed dancing, Until they came to the river Weser Wherein all plunged and perished, — Save one who, stout as Julius Caesar, Swam across and lived to carry (As he the manuscript...
الصفحة 401 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
الصفحة 328 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
الصفحة 184 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
الصفحة 185 - I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
الصفحة 47 - To find in the furry civic robe ease? Rouse up, sirs! Give your brains a racking To find the remedy we're lacking, Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!
الصفحة 46 - HAMELIN Town's in Brunswick , By famous Hanover city ; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side ; A pleasanter spot you never spied ; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.
الصفحة 52 - Where waters gushed and fruit-trees grew, And flowers put forth a fairer hue, And everything was strange and new; The sparrows were brighter than peacocks here, And their dogs outran our fallow deer, And honey-bees had lost their stings, And horses were born with eagles