Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Volum 16Charles Dudley Warner International Society, 1896 |
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Side 6255
... soon as a Vestal Virgin is taken , conducted to the vestibule of Vesta , and delivered to the pontiffs , she is from that moment removed from her father's authority , without any form of emancipation or loss of rank , and has also the ...
... soon as a Vestal Virgin is taken , conducted to the vestibule of Vesta , and delivered to the pontiffs , she is from that moment removed from her father's authority , without any form of emancipation or loss of rank , and has also the ...
Side 6256
... the Senate , which would be most beneficial to the State -for one man to have two wives , or for one woman to have two husbands . As soon as she heard this WOLF 2009 Hyd andmete repil skively start SCHOOL OF THE 6256 AULUS GELLIUS.
... the Senate , which would be most beneficial to the State -for one man to have two wives , or for one woman to have two husbands . As soon as she heard this WOLF 2009 Hyd andmete repil skively start SCHOOL OF THE 6256 AULUS GELLIUS.
Side 6257
... soon as his punishment began , he averred that he did not deserve to be beaten ; that he had been guilty of no offense or crime . As they went on whipping him , he called out louder , not with any cry of suffering or complaint , but ...
... soon as his punishment began , he averred that he did not deserve to be beaten ; that he had been guilty of no offense or crime . As they went on whipping him , he called out louder , not with any cry of suffering or complaint , but ...
Side 6266
... soon she bare a faire sone , and thereof was made much joy . And when the King of Naples heard that , he thought to himselfe : " I have longe time holden war against the emperour , and it may not be but that it will be told to his son ...
... soon she bare a faire sone , and thereof was made much joy . And when the King of Naples heard that , he thought to himselfe : " I have longe time holden war against the emperour , and it may not be but that it will be told to his son ...
Side 6268
... soon prove . " The emperour had made III . vessells , and the first was of clean [ pure ] golde and full of precious stones outwarde , and within full of dead bones ; and it had a superscription in these words : They that choose me ...
... soon prove . " The emperour had made III . vessells , and the first was of clean [ pure ] golde and full of precious stones outwarde , and within full of dead bones ; and it had a superscription in these words : They that choose me ...
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Afanasy Ivanovitch ancient army Assar Aurelian beauty Bergamask Captain Cleggs captain's gig Carlo Goldoni century character church comedy Constantine Constantinople cried criticism daughter dear death Emperor empire English eyes fader father Faust feel genius Gibbon Goethe Goldsmith grace Grant Greek hand hast hath heard heart Heaven Heine horse Ílya Ílyitch Italy Ivan'itch J. W. Mackail Jefferson Barracks King labor learned literary literature Little Russia living looked Lord Macaulay Mahomet MARGARET Meleager ment Mephistopheles mind mother nature never night o'er Oblómof Odenathus once passed passion play poems poet Pulkheria Ivanovna Ridolfo Roman Rome Serlo smile song soon soul spirit stood tell thee things thou thought tion Translation of J. W. turned Vestal Virgin voice Voltaire whole wife Wilhelm Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship word write young youth Zakhár Zenobia
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Side 6524 - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Side 6526 - A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew. Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Side 6525 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Side 6624 - Await alike the inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies...
Side 6627 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came : nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 6625 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless...
Side 6527 - While broken tea-cups, wisely kept for show, Ranged o'er the chimney, glistened in a row. Vain transitory splendors ! could not all Reprieve the tottering mansion from its fall ? Obscure it sinks, nor shall it more impart An hour's importance to the poor man's heart; Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care...
Side 6628 - Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader, browner shade, Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease...
Side 6521 - She complied in a manner so exquisitely pathetic as moved me. When lovely Woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, 190 What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Side 6633 - Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies.