Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Volum 16Charles Dudley Warner International Society, 1896 |
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... spirit or serious interest in politics , and that he valued it chiefly as leading to an office which might restore the fortune which the extravagance of his father had greatly impaired . His only real public service was the composition ...
... spirit or serious interest in politics , and that he valued it chiefly as leading to an office which might restore the fortune which the extravagance of his father had greatly impaired . His only real public service was the composition ...
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... spirit had a large part in corroding and enfeebling the civic virtues of the Empire ; but the part which it played was that of intensifying a disease that had already begun , and Gibbon , while exaggerating the amount of the evil , has ...
... spirit had a large part in corroding and enfeebling the civic virtues of the Empire ; but the part which it played was that of intensifying a disease that had already begun , and Gibbon , while exaggerating the amount of the evil , has ...
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... spirit into the troops , whom he conducted with the talents of a consummate general ; and to his abilities , rather than to his fortune , we may ascribe the signal victories which he obtained over the foreign and domestic foes of the ...
... spirit into the troops , whom he conducted with the talents of a consummate general ; and to his abilities , rather than to his fortune , we may ascribe the signal victories which he obtained over the foreign and domestic foes of the ...
Side 6294
... spirit of wisdom and justice which seemed to direct the general tenor of the adminis- tration of Constantine . Had Constantine fallen on the banks of the Tiber , or even in the plains of Hadrianople , such is the character which , with ...
... spirit of wisdom and justice which seemed to direct the general tenor of the adminis- tration of Constantine . Had Constantine fallen on the banks of the Tiber , or even in the plains of Hadrianople , such is the character which , with ...
Side 6296
... spirits with the coolness of the midnight air , he be- held a fiery meteor which shot athwart the sky and suddenly vanished . Julian was convinced that he had seen the menacing countenance of the god of war ; the council which he ...
... spirits with the coolness of the midnight air , he be- held a fiery meteor which shot athwart the sky and suddenly vanished . Julian was convinced that he had seen the menacing countenance of the god of war ; the council which he ...
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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.