Library of the World's Best Literature: Ancient and Modern, Том 33Charles Dudley Warner International Society, 1896 |
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Library of the World's Best Literature: Ancient and Modern, Том 33 Charles Dudley Warner Полный просмотр - 1896 |
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answered appeared arms Bailey Saunders beauty better Bonny Dundee breath Brignall Bulwer's Translation Cæsar called Carl Schurz Casacalenda dark death doth dream duke Duke of Würtemberg earth Effie Elizabeth Epicurus eyes fairy Falstaff father fear feel Friedrich von Schlegel Goethe grace Grignan Hamlet hand happy hath head hear heart heaven Henry Henry Clay hermit holy honor horse Jeanie King knight lady Launcelot Leicester light live Lochinvar looked Lord Madame Madame de Sévigné Mailsetter master Merlin mind nature never noble o'er Olive Schreiner passion person pleasure poet poetry pray Prince Queen replied Richard Saladin Schiller Schurz Scott seemed Shakespeare sing song soul speak spirit stood suffering sweet tell thee things thou thought tion tragedy true truth Vatel voice woman word write young
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Стр. 13221 - And we will all the pleasures prove, That hills and valleys, dales and fields, And the craggy mountain yields. There will we sit upon the rocks, And see the shepherds feed their flocks By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. There will I make thee a bed of roses, With a thousand fragrant posies;
Стр. 13231 - angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. Enter Musicians Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn: With sweetest touches pierce your mistress's ear, . And draw her home with music. {Music.
Стр. 13187 - a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Burden — Ding-dong. Hark! now I hear them,— ding-dong, bell. Ferdinand— The ditty does remember my drowned father.— This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes —I hear it now above me. Prospero — Ariel—
Стр. 13057 - said young Lochinvar. So stately his form, and so lovely her face. That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, « 'Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Стр. 13217 - SINCE brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, ; But sad mortality o'ersways their power. How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower ? Oh! how shall summer's honey-breath hold out "* When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays
Стр. 13203 - Enter Autolycus, singing WHEN daffodils begin to peer,— With, heigh! the doxy over the dale,— Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge,— With, heigh! the sweet birds, oh, how they sing! — Doth set my prigging tooth on edge;
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Стр. 13203 - had drunken head. For the rain it raineth every day. A great while ago the world begun, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, But that's all one, our play is done, And we'll strive to please you every day. WHEN DAFFODILS BEGIN TO PEER From the < Winter's