The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature, Ancient, Mediaeval and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes, Volumen17Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl Clarke Company, limited, 1899 |
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... answer , to judge for himself . Russia saw with horror her own thraldom in Tourguéneff's mirror ; she shuddered ; in a moment the writer became famous , and the cause he pleaded was half won . He gained the hearts of all readers by his ...
... answer , to judge for himself . Russia saw with horror her own thraldom in Tourguéneff's mirror ; she shuddered ; in a moment the writer became famous , and the cause he pleaded was half won . He gained the hearts of all readers by his ...
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... answer the same question , " Why am I not happy ? Why are other men no happier ? By what means can they be made happier ? " As a young man he had seen military action in the Caucasus and in the Crimea . He had brought back from his ...
... answer the same question , " Why am I not happy ? Why are other men no happier ? By what means can they be made happier ? " As a young man he had seen military action in the Caucasus and in the Crimea . He had brought back from his ...
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... answer to his blasphemies against his art . He returns to that art . At seventy years of age , the robust old man wrote another great romance . The publication of Résurrection has been but recently begun in a Russian newspaper , and I ...
... answer to his blasphemies against his art . He returns to that art . At seventy years of age , the robust old man wrote another great romance . The publication of Résurrection has been but recently begun in a Russian newspaper , and I ...
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... Answer . But you see I was in earnest . And now you will say the World will find me , under my own Hand , a weaker Man than perhaps I may have passed for , even among my Enemies . With all my heart ! my Enemies will then read me with ...
... Answer . But you see I was in earnest . And now you will say the World will find me , under my own Hand , a weaker Man than perhaps I may have passed for , even among my Enemies . With all my heart ! my Enemies will then read me with ...
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... answer the questions I put to you , nothing earthly shall save you . " " If you ask aught I may not answer , fire ! " said the major ; " I will never ask life from such as you . " " Have you seen aught of Sir Luke Rookwood ? " asked ...
... answer the questions I put to you , nothing earthly shall save you . " " If you ask aught I may not answer , fire ! " said the major ; " I will never ask life from such as you . " " Have you seen aught of Sir Luke Rookwood ? " asked ...
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Página 244 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Página 241 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 242 - How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Página 268 - Fill high the sparkling bowl, The rich repast prepare ; Reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast : Close by the regal chair Fell Thirst and Famine scowl A baleful smile upon their baffled guest. Heard ye the din of battle bray, Lance to lance, and horse to horse ? Long years of havoc urge their destined course, And thro' the kindred squadrons mow their way.
Página 54 - I'll bear it all for Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. Of all the days that's in the week I dearly love but one day — And that's the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday...
Página 83 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 242 - Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 89 - Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, Who according to His abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead...
Página 206 - And dreaded losses aggravate his pains; He turns, with anxious heart and crippled hands, His bonds of debt, and mortgages of lands; Or views his coffers with suspicious eyes, Unlocks his gold, and counts it till he dies.
Página 270 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.