The Library of Choice Literature and Encyclopædia of Universal Authorship: Selected from the Standard Authors of All Nations and All Time, Volume 3Ainsworth Rand Spofford Gebbie & Company, 1888 - Literature |
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... door unobserved , even by a servant , and to walk hastily to the little town of Burtschied , where she suddenly rapped at the door of the humble shop of Scheck Stal- man . He was utterly surprised at beholding Madame Coralie , and ...
... door unobserved , even by a servant , and to walk hastily to the little town of Burtschied , where she suddenly rapped at the door of the humble shop of Scheck Stal- man . He was utterly surprised at beholding Madame Coralie , and ...
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... door Was closed against your constant lover ; With care and pain I tried in vain My fortunes to recover . I said , " To other lands I'll roam , Where Fate may smile on me , love ; " I said , " Farewell , my own old home ! " And I said ...
... door Was closed against your constant lover ; With care and pain I tried in vain My fortunes to recover . I said , " To other lands I'll roam , Where Fate may smile on me , love ; " I said , " Farewell , my own old home ! " And I said ...
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... door , and introduced him to his wife . Two sons of the count were at table with them . The youngest , the mother's darling , sat next her , and amused himself by getting under the table to pinch the calf of his father's leg . The count ...
... door , and introduced him to his wife . Two sons of the count were at table with them . The youngest , the mother's darling , sat next her , and amused himself by getting under the table to pinch the calf of his father's leg . The count ...
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... door . " Will you not soon travel ? " said the grand chamberlain , as they descended the steps . " Possibly very soon , " said Welt ; " I mean to accompany the countess , who is anxious to be in a warmer climate . " " Well , the ...
... door . " Will you not soon travel ? " said the grand chamberlain , as they descended the steps . " Possibly very soon , " said Welt ; " I mean to accompany the countess , who is anxious to be in a warmer climate . " " Well , the ...
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... doors . ' The moment you pop your phiz one inch beyond the front wall , a scythe seems to cut you right across the eyes ... door . Why , in goodness ' name , did I leave my bed ? is the first cry of nature - a question to which no answer ...
... doors . ' The moment you pop your phiz one inch beyond the front wall , a scythe seems to cut you right across the eyes ... door . Why , in goodness ' name , did I leave my bed ? is the first cry of nature - a question to which no answer ...
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Popular passages
Page 49 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Page 282 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 105 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Page 49 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings; Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 371 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Page 372 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own.
Page 372 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
Page 350 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills. You friendly Earth, how far do you go, With the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow, With cities and gardens, and cliffs and isles, And people upon you for thousands of miles?
Page 350 - Ah! you are so great, and I am so small, I tremble to think of you, World, at all; And yet, when I said my prayers to-day, A whisper inside me seemed to say, "You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot: You can love and think, and the Earth cannot!
Page 168 - And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. And still she bowed herself and stooped Out of the circling charm ; Until her bosom must have made The bar she leaned on warm, And the lilies lay as if asleep Along her bended arm. From the fixed place of Heaven she saw Time like a pulse shake fierce, Through all the Worlds.