The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, Volume 12Richard Garnett 1899 |
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... Hope " ( 1839 ) and " Merry Mount " ( 1849 ) ; was secretary of legation at St. Petersburg in 1840 ; 1851-1856 he spent in Europe gathering material for the " Rise of the Dutch Republic , " which was translated into Dutch , German , and ...
... Hope " ( 1839 ) and " Merry Mount " ( 1849 ) ; was secretary of legation at St. Petersburg in 1840 ; 1851-1856 he spent in Europe gathering material for the " Rise of the Dutch Republic , " which was translated into Dutch , German , and ...
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... hope to take any step which tended to dissolve it , without alarming his jealousy and drawing on himself the whole weight of that power which had crushed the greatest confederacy ever formed in Germany . On the other hand , the ...
... hope to take any step which tended to dissolve it , without alarming his jealousy and drawing on himself the whole weight of that power which had crushed the greatest confederacy ever formed in Germany . On the other hand , the ...
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... hope of that glory . Ysanjo then said that all the enchantments of the island were now at an end , and all might freely enter that chamber . They all went in and beheld the most sumptuous chamber that could be devised ; and they ...
... hope of that glory . Ysanjo then said that all the enchantments of the island were now at an end , and all might freely enter that chamber . They all went in and beheld the most sumptuous chamber that could be devised ; and they ...
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... hope , style , theme , I all alike must change . If Love was miser of my liberty , Lo , Scorn is bounteous and benevolent , Such scope permitting , that , my fetter rent , Not lengthened by my hand , I wander free . The eyes that ...
... hope , style , theme , I all alike must change . If Love was miser of my liberty , Lo , Scorn is bounteous and benevolent , Such scope permitting , that , my fetter rent , Not lengthened by my hand , I wander free . The eyes that ...
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... hope to be saved at the last day , please your grace , what my honored patron has just advanced is every particle of it true ; and as your grace appears to take a par- ticular pleasure in listening to strange and almost unaccountable ...
... hope to be saved at the last day , please your grace , what my honored patron has just advanced is every particle of it true ; and as your grace appears to take a par- ticular pleasure in listening to strange and almost unaccountable ...
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Page 270 - ... a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought...
Page 384 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Page 401 - To draw no envy, SHAKESPEARE, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much.
Page 371 - A Valediction Forbidding Mourning As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say 'The breath goes now,' and some say 'No'; So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th...
Page 267 - Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant. Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Say to the court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church, it shows What's good, and doth no good: If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates, they live Acting by others' action, Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by affection: If potentates reply, Give potentates the lie.
Page 392 - Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar...
Page 270 - And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land...
Page 265 - And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three. Ship after ship, the whole night long, their high-built galleons came, Ship after ship, the whole night long, with her battle-thunder and flame; Ship after ship, the whole night long, drew back with her dead and her shame. For some were sunk and many were shatter'd, and so could fight us no more — God of battles, was ever a battle like this in the world before...
Page 309 - Queen ; At whose approach the soul of Petrarch wept, And from thenceforth those graces were not seen, For they this Queen attended ; in whose stead Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse.
Page 185 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers...