Stray Leaves from Strange Literature: Stories Reconstructed from the Anvari-Soheïli, Baitál, Pachísí, Mahabharata, Pantchatantra-Gulistan, Talmud, Kalewala, Etc
Kegan Paul, Trench, Trübner, 1884 - 225 pages
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Ahouri ancient answered Apsara Bakawali Bar-Hedia beauty became behold birds Bodisat body bones book of Thoth Brahman brother Buddha ceased Coptos creatures cried daughter dead death Demon devour dream dwell earth elephants enchantment eternal evil eyes face father feet fire flowers gods gold Halacha hath heart heaven Hiisi hither holy Indra iron Kalewa Kalewala kantele king light living Lord Madhumalati magical words MAHABHARATA Manala marvellous mighty moon mountain Natalika never night Noferkephtah pass perfume pray Rabba Rabbi Akiva Rabbi Eliezer Rabbi Simon Rabbi Yochanan rajah river runes Satni saying seek shadow Simon ben Yochai sleep song spake staff of iron strange Taj-ulmuluk Talmud temple thee thine things thou hast thou shalt thou wilt Thoutboui Tiberias Tilottama tomb tongue trees Tuonela Tuoni unto uttered valiant Wainamoinen vizier voice waters wept wicked wife wisdom woman wrought Yama Yamaraja youth
Page 209 - Lord, who coupleth and setteth the single in families, watch over ye ! The Lord make this valiant woman even as Rachel and as Lia, who built up the house of Israel ! And ye shall behold your children and your children's children in the House of the Lord ! " Even so the Lord blessed them ; and Esther became as the fruitful vine, and they saw their children's children in Israel.
Page 172 - ... to arrange the room; but she comes like a ghost and disappears too soon in the recesses of the awful house. I would like to speak with her, for her lips drop honey, and her voice is richly sweet like the cooing of a dove. " O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret hiding-places of the stairs, let me see thy face, let me hear thy voice, for thy voice is sweet and thy countenance is comely!
Page 208 - Didst thou not bid me, husband, that I should choose and take away from thy house whatsoever I most desired? And I have chosen thee, and have brought thee hither, to my father's home,. . . loving thee more than all else in the world. Wilt thou drive me from thee now?" And he could not see her face for tears of love; yet he heard her voice speaking on — speaking the golden words of Ruth, which are so old yet so young to the hearts of all that love: "Whithersoever thou shalt go, I will also go; and...
Page 193 - Thou shalt plant vineyards, and dress them, but shalt neither drink of the wine, nor gather the grapes; for the worms shall eat them.
Page 174 - ... against thine own shall have long been scattered by the four winds of heaven, when the eyes that looked for thy coming shall have become a memory, when the voices grateful to thine ear shall have been eternally stilled, when thy life shall be one oasis in a universal waste of death, and thine eternal existence but a recognition of eternal absence, — wilt thou indeed care to live, though the wild dove perish when its mate cometh not?
Page 9 - I have had to depend altogether upon the labour of translators for my acquisitions ; and these seemed too small to deserve separate literary setting. By cutting my little gems according to one pattern, I have doubtless reduced the beauty of some ; yet it seemed to me their colours were so weird, their luminosity so elfish, that their intrinsic value could not be wholly destroyed even by so clumsy an artificer as I.
Page 193 - Thou shalt betroth a wife, and another man shall lie with her: thou shalt build an house, and thou shalt not dwell therein: thou shalt plant a vineyard, and shalt not gather the grapes thereof. Thy sons and thy daughters shall be given unto another people, and thine eyes shall look, and fail with longing for them all the day long: and there shall be no might in thine hand.
Page 222 - It seems the God of these Jews has no power anywhere but at sea. Pharaoh He drowned, and Sisera He drowned, and now He is about to drown me also. If He be mighty, let Him go ashore and contend with me there.
Page 173 - ... how couldst thou desire to be living alone, when each of thy friends and of thy counsellors and of thy children and of thy servants and of all who loved thee were counted with the dead? For all of these must surely drink the bitter waters of death, though thou shouldst drink the Water of Life. Wherefore desire everlasting youth, when the face of the world itself shall be wrinkled with age, and the eyes of the stars shall be closed by the black fingers of Azrael ? When the love thou hast sung...