The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce ...: Shapes of clay. Some ante-mortem epitaphs. The scrap heap

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Neale publishing Company, 1910

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الصفحة 313 - You know, my Friends, with what a brave Carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house ; Divorced old barren Reason from my Bed, And took the Daughter of the Vine to Spouse. LVI For 'Is' and 'IS-NOT' though with Rule and Line, And 'UP-AND-DOWN...
الصفحة 308 - 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; supplicant! parce, Deus. Qui Mariam absolvisti et latronem exaudisti, mihi quoque spem dedisti; Preces meae non sunt dignae, sed tu, bonus, fac benigne, ne perenni cremer igne.
الصفحة 308 - Et ab hoedis me sequestra. Statuens in parte dextra. Confutatis maledictis, Flammis acribus addictis, Voca me cum benedictis. Oro supplex et acclinis, Cor contritum quasi cinis : Gere curam mei finis. Lacrymosa dies ilia, Qua resurget ex favilla, Judicandus homo reus.
الصفحة 306 - Cum vix Justus sit securus. Rex tremendae majestatis, Qui salvandos salvas gratis, Salva me, fons pietatis. Recordare, Jesu pie, Quod sum causa tuae viae, Ne me perdas illa die.
الصفحة 257 - 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 306 - 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 124 - He fringed the continent with fire, The rivers ran in lines of light! Thy will be done on earth — if right Or wrong he cared not to inquire. His was the heavy hand, and his The service of the despot blade; His the soft answer that allayed War's giant animosities. Let us have peace: our clouded eyes Fill, Father, with another light, That we may see with clearer sight Thy servant's soul in Paradise.
الصفحة 30 - 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; 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...
الصفحة 103 - At money-changing you'd have whirled the "cat" (That John-the-Baptist of the modern pen!) And all those brokers would have cried, "Amen!" Good friend, if any judge deserve your blame Have you no courage, or has he no name? 'Upon his method will you wreak your wrath, Himself all unmolested in his path? Fall to! fall to!—your club no longer draw To beat the air or flail a man of straw.
الصفحة 29 - Thy people, growing ever wise, Turn to the west their serious eyes And dumbly strive to be as we. As when the sun's returning flame Upon the Nileside statue shone, And struck from the enchanted stone The music of a mighty fame, Let Man salute the rising day Of Liberty, but not adore. 'Tis Opportunity — no more — A useful, not a sacred, ray.

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