The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume IV: Shapes of Clay
Wildside Press LLC, 01/06/2008 - 372 من الصفحات
Volume 4 of the "Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce" (title: "Shapes of Clay") is a facsimile reprint of the 250-copy limited edition of 1910.
ما يقوله الناس - كتابة مراجعة
لم نعثر على أي مراجعات في الأماكن المعتادة.
The Jack of Clubs
The Lords Prayer
A Career in Letters
To a Censor
A Years Casualties
To Oscar Wilde
An Unmerry Christ
The Cynics Bequest
To My Laundress
To One Across
The Genesis of Embar
The Yearly Lie
One Moods Expression
A King of Craft
A Wasted Life
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The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, المجلد 8
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لا تتوفر معاينة - 2008
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الصفحة 38 - Give thou more or less, as we Shall serve the right or serve the wrong. Confirm our freedom but so long As we are worthy to be free. But when (O, distant be the time!) Majorities in passion draw Insurgent swords to murder Law, And all the land is red with crime...
الصفحة 37 - And bends him from his nearer sky. God of my country and my race! So greater than the gods of old— So fairer than the prophets told Who dimly saw and feared thy face,— Who didst but half reveal thy will And gracious ends to their desire, Behind the dawn's advancing fire Thy tender day-beam veiling still,— To whom the unceasing suns belong, And cause is one with consequence,— To whose divine, inclusive sense The moan is blended with the song,— Whose laws, imperfect and unjust, Thy just and...
الصفحة 39 - But when (ah, distant be the time!) Majorities in passion draw Insurgent swords to murder Law, And all the land is red with crime; Or — nearer menace! — when the band Of feeble spirits cringe and plead To the gigantic strength of Greed, And fawn upon his iron hand ; — Nay, when the steps to State are worn In hollows by the feet of thieves, And Mammon sits among the sheaves And chuckles while the reapers mourn; Then stay thy miracle! — replace The broken throne, repair the chain, Restore the...