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 12610
... - tions were asked . It was only in the souls of the Humanists that the future lay mirrored ; and it was through them that the revival of the eighteenth century was made possible . Sachs was the last 12610 HANS SACHS.
... - tions were asked . It was only in the souls of the Humanists that the future lay mirrored ; and it was through them that the revival of the eighteenth century was made possible . Sachs was the last 12610 HANS SACHS.
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... soul in every ill . Since thou my God and Father art , I know thy faithful loving heart Will ne'er forget thy child ; See , I am poor ; I am but dust ; On earth is none whom I can trust . The rich man in his wealth confides , But in my ...
... soul in every ill . Since thou my God and Father art , I know thy faithful loving heart Will ne'er forget thy child ; See , I am poor ; I am but dust ; On earth is none whom I can trust . The rich man in his wealth confides , But in my ...
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... soul be given , And ' tis enough for earth and heaven . What here may shine I all resign , If the eternal crown be mine , That through thy bitter death Thou gainedst , O Lord Christ , for me : For this , for this , I cry to thee ! All ...
... soul be given , And ' tis enough for earth and heaven . What here may shine I all resign , If the eternal crown be mine , That through thy bitter death Thou gainedst , O Lord Christ , for me : For this , for this , I cry to thee ! All ...
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... soul as Father best . The Lord speaks What is the bodies ' rising up ? Lamech speaks When we have drainèd sorrow's cup , From realm of death we free shall go , The bliss of endless life to know . The Lord speaks Children , right well my ...
... soul as Father best . The Lord speaks What is the bodies ' rising up ? Lamech speaks When we have drainèd sorrow's cup , From realm of death we free shall go , The bliss of endless life to know . The Lord speaks Children , right well my ...
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... souls may repent , Come down ye hosts from heaven sent , With all your loveliest melody , To sound abroad God's majesty , Who hath done all things righteously ! ACT V Enter Cain with Satan , and speaks My brother Abel is filled with ...
... souls may repent , Come down ye hosts from heaven sent , With all your loveliest melody , To sound abroad God's majesty , Who hath done all things righteously ! ACT V Enter Cain with Satan , and speaks My brother Abel is filled with ...
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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?