The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature, Ancient, Mediaeval and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes, Том 14Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl Clarke Company, limited, 1899 |
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... Civita Vecchia until 1606 , obtained release and lived in banishment till his death in 1627. Monsignore Querro , for his connivance in the whole affair , was banished to the island of Malta , whence he returned at some THE CENCI . 27.
... Civita Vecchia until 1606 , obtained release and lived in banishment till his death in 1627. Monsignore Querro , for his connivance in the whole affair , was banished to the island of Malta , whence he returned at some THE CENCI . 27.
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... whole days together ; And am like to love three more , If it prove fair weather . Time shall moult away his wings , Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover . But the spite on't is , no praise Is due at ...
... whole days together ; And am like to love three more , If it prove fair weather . Time shall moult away his wings , Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover . But the spite on't is , no praise Is due at ...
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... whole books thereof . They that found themselves on the radical balsam , or vital sulphur of the parts , determine not why Abel lived not so long as Adam . There is therefore a secret gloom or bottom of our days : ' twas his wisdom to ...
... whole books thereof . They that found themselves on the radical balsam , or vital sulphur of the parts , determine not why Abel lived not so long as Adam . There is therefore a secret gloom or bottom of our days : ' twas his wisdom to ...
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... whole body came tumbling back on me , and down the hill we went flying , with oaths and cries . Three of the rebel regiments had been flung on us and by sheer weight bore us before them . At the same time the sharpshooters pour'd in a ...
... whole body came tumbling back on me , and down the hill we went flying , with oaths and cries . Three of the rebel regiments had been flung on us and by sheer weight bore us before them . At the same time the sharpshooters pour'd in a ...
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... whole of this long fight , which , beginning soon after sunrise , ended not till four in the after- noon , or thereabouts : and indeed of the whole my recollection is but of continual advance and repulse on that same slope . And herein ...
... whole of this long fight , which , beginning soon after sunrise , ended not till four in the after- noon , or thereabouts : and indeed of the whole my recollection is but of continual advance and repulse on that same slope . And herein ...
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The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature ..., Том 14 Richard Garnett Повний перегляд - 1899 |
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Anne of Austria answered Antigenes Aramis arms asked atamans Athos Blaisois captain Cathos Cilicia Cléante cried Cromwell D'Artagnan dark dear death discourse door doth dream enemy England English evil eyes father fear felucca fire Fouquet Gascon give Grimaud Groslow hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hell hetman Hmelnitski hope horse Jodelet Kharlamp King koshevoi learned leave liberty licensing light live look Lord Madame Madame de Chevreuse Madelon Marquis Marsé Mascarille master Melite mind Mordaunt Musqueton never night Orgon Parliament pass passion person port wine Porthos Prince reason replied Segismund servants Sir John Berkeley sleep soul Spain Spaniard speak spirit sword Tartuffe Tatarchuk tell terrible things thou thought true truth Tugai Bey twas unto voice walk wherein wish words Zagloba
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Сторінка 29 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas ? he knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
Сторінка 390 - Is this the region, this the soil, the clime," Said then the lost Archangel, " this the seat That we must change for Heaven? — this mournful gloom For that celestial light ? Be...
Сторінка 56 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth: and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Сторінка 392 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
Сторінка 56 - For Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are ; nay they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
Сторінка 359 - Twas Presbyterian true blue, For he was of that stubborn crew Of Errant Saints, whom all men grant To be the true Church Militant...
Сторінка 287 - Time which antiquates antiquities, and hath an art to make dust of all things, hath yet spared these minor monuments. In vain we hope to be known by open and visible conservatories, when to be unknown was the means of their continuation, and obscurity their protection.
Сторінка 391 - What matter where, if I be still the same And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater...
Сторінка 271 - CYRIACK, this three years day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope ; but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Сторінка 36 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.