Library of the World's Best Literature: Ancient and Modern, Volume 33Charles Dudley Warner International Society, 1896 - Literature |
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Page 12884
... Never can his trouble rest ! And he left the shore . Lo ! a ship on Joppa's strand , Breeze and billow fair , - On to that belovèd land Where she breathes the air ! Knocking at the castle gate Was the pilgrim heard ; Woe the answer from ...
... Never can his trouble rest ! And he left the shore . Lo ! a ship on Joppa's strand , Breeze and billow fair , - On to that belovèd land Where she breathes the air ! Knocking at the castle gate Was the pilgrim heard ; Woe the answer from ...
Page 12888
... never waketh Dull Death's heavy ear ! Yet say what can soothe for the sweet vanished love , And I , the Celestial , will shed from above The balm for thy breast . " Let ever , though vainly , Flow tear upon tear ; Human woe never waketh ...
... never waketh Dull Death's heavy ear ! Yet say what can soothe for the sweet vanished love , And I , the Celestial , will shed from above The balm for thy breast . " Let ever , though vainly , Flow tear upon tear ; Human woe never waketh ...
Page 12890
... never , Greeds to grapple with the far , Chasing his own dream forever On through many a distant Star ! But Woman , with looks that can charm and enchain , Lureth back at her beck that wild truant again By the spell of her presence ...
... never , Greeds to grapple with the far , Chasing his own dream forever On through many a distant Star ! But Woman , with looks that can charm and enchain , Lureth back at her beck that wild truant again By the spell of her presence ...
Page 12891
... never knows ; Each hard sense the hard one steeling , Arms against a world of foes . Alive as the wind - harp , how lightly soever If wooed by the Zephyr , to music will quiver , Is Woman to Hope and to Fear ; Ah , tender one ! still at ...
... never knows ; Each hard sense the hard one steeling , Arms against a world of foes . Alive as the wind - harp , how lightly soever If wooed by the Zephyr , to music will quiver , Is Woman to Hope and to Fear ; Ah , tender one ! still at ...
Page 12892
... never waxing old , Life from an unfailing brook ; There's a shepherd to their fold , With a silver - hornèd crook . From a gate of gold let out , Night by night he counts them over ; Wide the field they rove about , Never hath he lost a ...
... never waxing old , Life from an unfailing brook ; There's a shepherd to their fold , With a silver - hornèd crook . From a gate of gold let out , Night by night he counts them over ; Wide the field they rove about , Never hath he lost a ...
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Page 13231 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown: His sceptre shows the force of temporal power. The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway: It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice.
Page 13261 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
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 13231 - His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself, And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to...
Page 13259 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We 'd jump the life to come.
Page 13200 - Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide. And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream...
Page 13198 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 13257 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Page 13201 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Page 13256 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.