Selections for German Prose Composition: With Notes and a Complete Vocabulary |
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äge älle ände änge Arbeit ätze Aufl banquette Baron BEAU Beauseant Berlin bestehen Bismarck Brandt's Brent bringen CAPT College coupé DAMAS DESCHAP DESCHAPPELLES Deutsche deutschen Sprache Deutsches Wörterbuch Dictionary diligence dinner discobolus English Fort Donelson French Fulano gallop Gefühl gehen gentleman Geräusch German German language GERVAIS gleich Glück Goethe Grammar gross halb half-past halten hand Haupt heart Heaven Heiligenberg Herzen herzlich Himmel honor hoof hope horse isses JOHN LOTHROP MOTLEY lady lassen Leben Leipzig lich looking Luther Lyons machen marks MELNOTTE möchte Morier morning Motley Neckar never öcke örter PAULINE Potsdam Prince Prof prose recht ruhig schlagen schön Schritt sein setzen smile Spur stehen student Syntax talk tell thou thun translate tüchtig Tugend üge üsse üter VARZIN viel vocabulary voraus wander Weimar weiter werfen wieder wife wollen Wörterbuch young zeigen Zeit zurück zwei
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Page 48 - Oh, woman ! woman ! thou shouldst have few sins Of thine own to answer for ! Thou art the author Of such a book of follies in a man, That it would need the tears of all the angels To blot the record out ! Enter MELNOTTE, pale and agitated.
Page 22 - Only a few months ago, those majestic eyes looked for the last time on the light of a pleasant spring morning. Calm, like a god, the old man sat ; and with a smile seemed to bid farewell to the light of day, on which he had gazed for more than eighty years. Books were near him, and the pen which had just dropped, as it were from his dying fingers. ' Open the shutters, and let in more light ! ' were the last words that came from those lips.
Page 61 - JACK MY DEAR, — Where the devil are you, and what do you do that you never write a line to me ? I am working from morn to night like a nigger, and you have nothing to do at all — you might as well tip me a line as well as looking on your feet tilted against the wall of God knows what a dreary color.
Page 48 - From air he takes his colors — holds his life, — Changes with every wind, — grows lean or fat, Rosy with hope, or green with jealousy, Or pallid with despair — just as the gale Varies from North to South — from heat to cold! Oh, woman! woman! thou shouldst have few sins Of thine own to answer for! Thou art...
Page 61 - I cannot entertain a regular correspondence ; it happens to me that during five days I do not find a quarter of an hour for a walk ; but you, lazy old chap, what keeps you from thinking of your old friends ? When just going to bed in this moment my eye met with yours on your portrait, and I curtailed the sweet restorer, sleep, in order to remind you of Auld Lang Syne.
Page 52 - His love! Talk not of love. Love has no thought of self! Love buys not with the ruthless usurer's gold The loathsome prostitution of a hand Without a heart? Love sacrifices all things To bless the thing it loves! He knows not love. Father, his love is hate — his hope revenge! My tears, my anguish, my remorse for falsehood — These are the joys that he wrings from our despair!
Page 62 - Logier's quarters, and drink a bottle with you at Gerolt's, where they once would not allow you to put your slender legs upon a chair. Let politics be hanged and come to see me. I promise that the Union Jack shall wave over our house, and conversation and the best old hock shall pour damnation upon the rebels. Do not forget old friends, neither their wives, as mine wishes nearly as ardently as myself to see you, or at least to see as quickly as possible a word of your handwriting. Sei gut und komm...
Page 62 - Vienna, and my wife and me should be so happy to see you once more in this sullen life. When can you come and when will you? I swear that I will make out the time to look with you on old Logier's quarters and...
Page 24 - It is met anew ; it pleads more strongly; and action, that has been neglected, rises before you — a giant of remorse. Stop not, loiter not, look not backward, if you would be among the foremost! The great NOW, so quick, so broad, so fleeting, is yours; in an hour it will belong to the eternity of the Past. The temper of Life is to be made good by big honest blows; stop striking, and you will do nothing; strike feebly, and you will do almost as little. Success rides on every hour : grapple it, and...
Page 18 - English critics may rail as they list," said the Baron, while he and Flemming were returning from a stroll in the leafy gardens outside the moat ; " but, after all, Goethe was a magnificent old fellow. Only think of his life, his youth of passion, alternately aspiring and desponding, stormy, impetuous, headlong ; — .his romantic manhood, in which passion assumes the form of strength...