Library of the World's Best Literature: A-ZCharles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne R. S. Peale and J. A. Hill, 1897 - Anthologies |
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Page 12635
... presents the peculiar phe- nomenon of one whose writing seems to have been done late in life . The ' Būstān ' ( Garden of Perfume ) was finished in one year ( 1257 ) . It is written in verse , and comprises ten divisions . Sa'di's ...
... presents the peculiar phe- nomenon of one whose writing seems to have been done late in life . The ' Būstān ' ( Garden of Perfume ) was finished in one year ( 1257 ) . It is written in verse , and comprises ten divisions . Sa'di's ...
Page 12648
... present life . From a vixen wife protect us well ; Save us , O God ! from the pains of hell . At length she gave vent to reproaches , and said , " Art thou not he whom my father purchased from the Franks ' prison for ten dīnārs ? » I ...
... present life . From a vixen wife protect us well ; Save us , O God ! from the pains of hell . At length she gave vent to reproaches , and said , " Art thou not he whom my father purchased from the Franks ' prison for ten dīnārs ? » I ...
Page 12652
... present , bestow on me my own coat . » COUPLET From some a man might favors hope : from thee We hope for nothing but immunity . HEMISTICH We feel thy kindness that thou lett'st us go . The robber chief had compassion on him . He gave ...
... present , bestow on me my own coat . » COUPLET From some a man might favors hope : from thee We hope for nothing but immunity . HEMISTICH We feel thy kindness that thou lett'st us go . The robber chief had compassion on him . He gave ...
Page 12656
... present state of society ! " Translation of J. H. Harington . SUPPLICATION From The Garden of Perfume ' Y BODY still trembleth when I call to memory the prayers of one absorbed in ecstasy in the Holy Place , MY Who kept exclaiming to ...
... present state of society ! " Translation of J. H. Harington . SUPPLICATION From The Garden of Perfume ' Y BODY still trembleth when I call to memory the prayers of one absorbed in ecstasy in the Holy Place , MY Who kept exclaiming to ...
Page 12659
... present ' Premiers Lundis , ' where , as he said himself in later years , " youth painted youth . " The landmarks in Sainte - Beuve's uneventful life are his meeting with Victor Hugo in 1827 , his election to the Academy in 1845 , his ...
... present ' Premiers Lundis , ' where , as he said himself in later years , " youth painted youth . " The landmarks in Sainte - Beuve's uneventful life are his meeting with Victor Hugo in 1827 , his election to the Academy in 1845 , his ...
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Page 13219 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Page 13218 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Page 13221 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Page 13195 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 13065 - No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy shallow. Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor warders challenge here, Here's no war-steed's neigh and champing, Shouting clans, or squadrons stamping.
Page 13200 - Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud.
Page 13205 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!
Page 13221 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom.
Page 13215 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 13219 - SINCE brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea Whose action is no stronger than a flower?