Library of the World's Best Literature: Ancient and Modern, Volumen 30Charles Dudley Warner International Society, 1896 |
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Términos y frases comunes
admiration Ahasuerus Allan Ramsay ancient appeared arms Bajazet beauty better brought century Christian Cicero dead death delight Demosthenes Dunciad Edgar Quinet eyes fair fate father forest France François Rabelais French Gargantua genius Greek hand head heart Heaven honor horse Jean Jesuits Jules Ferry King ladies language learned LEOPOLD VON RANKE literary literature lived Lochaber look Lord Manon mind Molière Morgante Moriscoes mother nature ne'er never night noble o'er once Onyegin orator Orlando passed passion persons poem poet poetry Polybius Pope pride Pushkin Quintilian Rabelais Renaud Roman Rome royal Saint Saracens seemed side sigh sing sleep song soon soul speak spirit style sweet tears thee Thelema things thou thought tion Translation Troubadours truth Uglitch verse whole words write young
Pasajes populares
Página 11742 - Know then this truth (enough for man to know), "Virtue alone is happiness below;" The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill; Where only merit constant pay receives, Is blessed in what it takes and what it gives; The joy
Página 11745 - tremble— A. What! that thing of silk? Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings;
Página 11746 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys. Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray. As shallow streams ran dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And as the prompter
Página 11718 - Yes, I am proud," he said in the 'Epilogue to the Satires,'— (< — I must be proud, to see Men not afraid of God, afraid of me: Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.» It was an obvious answer to all this,—and Pope did not fail to have his attention called to
Página 11751 - primeval, and of Chaos old! Before her Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sickening stars fade off th
Página 11838 - coarse for modern taste, and Prior's fame rests upon his lyrics, epigrams, and playful poems. In ( An English Padlock' occur the often quoted lines as advice to a husband: — (( Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind; Let all her ways be unconfined, And clap your Padlock — on her mind.
Página 12071 - SHERIDAN'S RIDE Up FROM the south at break of day. Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste to the chieftain's door. The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away. And wider still those billows of war Thundered along the horizon's bar;
Página 11742 - resigned Is hung on high, to poison half mankind. All fame is foreign but of true desert, Plays round the head, but conies not to the heart: One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas; And more true joy Marcellus exiled feels, Than
Página 11854 - us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream Gently,— as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream! Humble voyagers are we, Husband, wife, and children three. (One is lost,—an angel, fled To the azure overhead!) Touch us gently, Time! We've not proud nor soaring wings: Our ambition, our content. Lies in
Página 11742 - Look next on greatness; say where greatness lies? * Where but among the heroes and the wise ?» Heroes are much the same, the point's agreed. From Macedonia's madman to the Swede; The whole strange purpose of their lives to find Or make an enemy of all mankind! Not one looks backward, onward still he goes; Yet ne'er looks forward further than his nose.