Classical (imaginary) Conversations: Greek, Roman, Modern, Volum 6

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M. W. Dunne, 1901 - 418 sider

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Side 259 - Conversations: cut the worst of them through the middle, and there will remain in this decimal fraction quite enough to satisfy my appetite for fame. I shall dine late ; but the dining-room will be well lighted, the guests few and select.
Side 4 - I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
Side 4 - I strove with none, for none was worth my strife ; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art ; I warmed both hands against the fire of life : It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
Side 41 - ... sound, but from those who sing slowly over it, bending all three their tremulous heads together. I wish thou could'st hear it ; for seldom are their voices so sweet. Thy pillow intercepts the song perhaps : lie down again, lie down, my Rhodope ! I will repeat what they are saying...
Side 40 - He smiled faintly at this, and, after some delay, when he had walked up and down the chamber, thus began : " I will sing to thee one song more, my wakeful...
Side 77 - PLATO. It happens that we do not see the stars at even-tide, sometimes because there are clouds intervening, but oftener because there are glimmerings of light: thus many truths escape us from the obscurity we stand in; and many more from that crepuscular state of mind, which induceth us to sit down satisfied with our imaginations and unsuspicious of our knowledge. DIOGENES. Keep always to the point, or with an eye upon it, and instead of saying things to make people stare and wonder, say what will...
Side 358 - Emperor of the French, King of Italy, Protector of the Confederation of the Rhine, Mediator of the Swiss Confederation.
Side 40 - What hast thou to do, my little one, with arrows tired of clustering in the quiver ? How much quieter is thy pallet than the tents which whitened the plain of Simois ! What knowest thou about the river Eurotas?
Side 34 - I, who thought there was something worth seeing, looked in also, and finding it empty, expressed my disappointment, not thinking, however, about the corn. A faint and transient smile came over his countenance at the sight of mine. He unfolded the chlamys, stretched it out with both hands before me, and then cast it over my shoulders. I looked down on the glittering fringe 8 "3 and screamed with joy.
Side 27 - It is better to repose in the earth betimes than to sit up late; better, than to cling pertinaciously to what we feel crumbling under us, and to protract an inevitable fall. We may enjoy the present, while we are insensible of infirmity and decay; but the present, like a note in music, is nothing but as it appertains to what is past and what is to come. There are no fields of amaranth on this side of the grave; there are no voices, O Rhodope, that are not soon mute, however tuneful; there is no name,...

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