The Warner Library, Band 25Charles Dudley Warner, John William Cunliffe, Ashley Horace Thorndike, Harry Morgan Ayres, Helen Rex Keller, Gerhard Richard Lomer Warner Library Company, 1917 |
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... feel most in Tolstoy is this harmony , this sense of unity . He cannot admit in his arraignment of civilization the plea of a divided responsibility : he will not suffer the prince , or the judge , or the soldier , personally to shirk ...
... feel most in Tolstoy is this harmony , this sense of unity . He cannot admit in his arraignment of civilization the plea of a divided responsibility : he will not suffer the prince , or the judge , or the soldier , personally to shirk ...
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... feel that her evil is almost passive , and such as mar - made society chiefly force 1 upon her . Tolstoy has always done justice to women's nature ; has nowhere mocked or satirized them without some touch of f or extenuation : and he ...
... feel that her evil is almost passive , and such as mar - made society chiefly force 1 upon her . Tolstoy has always done justice to women's nature ; has nowhere mocked or satirized them without some touch of f or extenuation : and he ...
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... feel after all as if I had touched almost nothing in artfoy , so much remains untouched ; though I am aware that I certd have some such feeling if I multiplied the instances indefi- is , Much is said of the love of nature in writers ...
... feel after all as if I had touched almost nothing in artfoy , so much remains untouched ; though I am aware that I certd have some such feeling if I multiplied the instances indefi- is , Much is said of the love of nature in writers ...
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... feel it now ; there are those terrible weights on my hand and my feet and on my fingers . My fingers ! they are enormous ; but all that will soon be over . One thing only is indispensable to me : forgive me , forgive me wholly ! I am a ...
... feel it now ; there are those terrible weights on my hand and my feet and on my fingers . My fingers ! they are enormous ; but all that will soon be over . One thing only is indispensable to me : forgive me , forgive me wholly ! I am a ...
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... feeling that an explanation was to be made , " I cannot speak , I cannot think . Have pity on me ! Whatever may be your ... feel at being able to forgive , clearly shows me my duty . I offer the other cheek to the smiter : I give my last ...
... feeling that an explanation was to be made , " I cannot speak , I cannot think . Have pity on me ! Whatever may be your ... feel at being able to forgive , clearly shows me my duty . I offer the other cheek to the smiter : I give my last ...
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Alcman Alekséi Aleksandrovitch Álvaro Peña Anna Anthony Trollope Archilochus arms artistic asked Bacchylides ballad Bazarov beautiful began Bice bishop booth-keeper Bulgarian called Crawley cried dance dark death dithyramb doctor door earth Edenhall eyes face father Fedya feel felt fire Giorgio Vasari girl give Greek hair hand head heart heaven honor Ibycus King Kostya laughed light literary literature live looked Lope de Vega lord Lukerya lyric lyric poetry Matterhorn Mimnermus mind mother nature never night once passed Paul Verlaine peasant Pepita Pierre Pindar poems poet poetry poor Proudie replied round Sancho Savonarola seemed silence sing Slope smile song soul spirit Sportsman's Sketches Stesichorus stood suddenly sweet sword tell thee things thou thought Tolstoy took Tsanko turned Vassily Ivanovitch verse Villon Virgil voice wife words young youth zaptié Zeus
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 15555 - Go, LOVELY rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Seite 15241 - Are not Abana and Pharpar, rivers of Damascus, better than all the waters of Israel? May I not wash in them, and be clean?
Seite 15612 - There sit by him, and eat my meat, There see the sun both rise and set : There bid good morning to next day, There meditate my time away : And angle on, and beg to have A quiet passage to a welcome grave.
Seite 15260 - They are all gone into the world of light ! And I alone sit lingering here ; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear.
Seite 15609 - ... which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams. As I thus sat...
Seite 15259 - But ah ! my soul with too much stay Is drunk, and staggers in the way! Some men a forward motion love, But I by backward steps would move; And when this dust falls to the urn, In that state I came, return.
Seite 15159 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity ; Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts : a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man...
Seite 15261 - Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective still as they pass ; Or else remove me hence unto that hill, Where I shall need no glass.
Seite 15566 - He had a dark brown adonis, and a cloak of black cloth, with a train of five yards. Attending the funeral of a father could not be pleasant : his leg extremely bad, yet forced to stand upon it near two hours ; his face bloated and distorted with his late paralytic stroke, which has affected too one of his eyes, and placed over the mouth of the vault, into which, in all probability, he must himself so soon descend ; think how unpleasant a situation ! He bore it all with a firm and unaffected countenance.
Seite 15573 - ... these visions. Master Damon writes a song and invites Miss Chloe to enjoy the cool of the evening, and the deuce a bit have we of any such thing as a cool evening. Zephyr is a northeast wind, that makes Damon button up to the chin, and pinches Chloe's nose till it is red and blue; and then they cry this is a bad summer — as if we ever had any other! The best sun we have, is made of Newcastle coal, and I am determined never to reckon upon any other.