The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature ...: A Biographical and Bibliographical Summary of the World's Most Eminent Authors, Including the Choicest Extracts and Masterpieces from Their Writings, Comprising the Best Features of Many Celebrated Compilations, Notably the Guernsey Collection, the De Puy Collection, the Ridpath Collection, All Carefully Rev. and Arranged by a Corps of the Most Capable Scholars, Том 15John Clark Ridpath Globe publishing Company, 1898 |
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Стр. 1693
... voice ? ” — Not so , but to the gods his fortunes trust : Their thoughts are wise , their dispensations just . What best may profit or delight they know , And real good for fancied bliss bestow . With eyes of pity they our frailties ...
... voice ? ” — Not so , but to the gods his fortunes trust : Their thoughts are wise , their dispensations just . What best may profit or delight they know , And real good for fancied bliss bestow . With eyes of pity they our frailties ...
Стр. 1710
... Voice . How peaceful the grave ! its quiet how deep ! Its zephyrs breathe calmly , and soft is its sleep , And flow'rets perfume it with ether . First Voice . There riots the blood - crested worm on the dead , And the yellow skull ...
... Voice . How peaceful the grave ! its quiet how deep ! Its zephyrs breathe calmly , and soft is its sleep , And flow'rets perfume it with ether . First Voice . There riots the blood - crested worm on the dead , And the yellow skull ...
Стр. 1710
... Voice . There darkness and dampness with poi- sonous breath And loathsome decay fill the dwelling of death ; The trees are all barren and bare ! Second Voice . O soft are the breezes that play round the tomb , . And sweet with the ...
... Voice . There darkness and dampness with poi- sonous breath And loathsome decay fill the dwelling of death ; The trees are all barren and bare ! Second Voice . O soft are the breezes that play round the tomb , . And sweet with the ...
Стр. 1714
... voice is not a bellows unto ire . Yet listen , ye who will , whilst I bring proof How ye , perforce , must be content to stoop ; And in the proof much comfort will I give , If ye will take that comfort in its truth . We fall by course ...
... voice is not a bellows unto ire . Yet listen , ye who will , whilst I bring proof How ye , perforce , must be content to stoop ; And in the proof much comfort will I give , If ye will take that comfort in its truth . We fall by course ...
Стр. 1717
... voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self - same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when sick for home , She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ...
... voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self - same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when sick for home , She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ...
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Стр. 1718 - Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes, whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
Стр. 1717 - The weariness, the fever, and the fret, Here, where men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs, Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
Стр. 1733 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there ; Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave"? On that shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses!
Стр. 1816 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Стр. 1715 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Стр. 1734 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Стр. 1715 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.