The International Library of Famous Literature: Selections from the World's Great Writers, Ancient, Mediaeval, and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes and Critical Essays by Many Eminent Writers, 2 tomasRichard Garnett Standard, 1899 - 9822 psl. |
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... Alexander at his Best and Worst Alexander's Feast ; or , The Power of Music · Alexander the Great The Dying Gladiator . The Defeat of the Galatians Greece and Rome John Dryden . J. P. Mahaffy Lord Byron Pausanias Percy Bysshe Shelley ...
... Alexander at his Best and Worst Alexander's Feast ; or , The Power of Music · Alexander the Great The Dying Gladiator . The Defeat of the Galatians Greece and Rome John Dryden . J. P. Mahaffy Lord Byron Pausanias Percy Bysshe Shelley ...
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... Alexander the Great The Dying Gladiator Hannibal . " How long now , Catiline ? " 513 532 558 613- 664 678 693 730 768 778 791 810 Cicero 828 • " These • Outpoured Fates " 921 INTRODUCTION TO VOL . II " CONCERNING THE GREATER LITERATURE ...
... Alexander the Great The Dying Gladiator Hannibal . " How long now , Catiline ? " 513 532 558 613- 664 678 693 730 768 778 791 810 Cicero 828 • " These • Outpoured Fates " 921 INTRODUCTION TO VOL . II " CONCERNING THE GREATER LITERATURE ...
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... Alexander's death , he poisoned himself , B.C. 322 , to avoid being delivered up to Antipater . ] - - THE FINALE . I HOLD the fortune of our commonwealth to be good , and so I find the oracles of Dodonæan Jupiter and Pythian Apollo ...
... Alexander's death , he poisoned himself , B.C. 322 , to avoid being delivered up to Antipater . ] - - THE FINALE . I HOLD the fortune of our commonwealth to be good , and so I find the oracles of Dodonæan Jupiter and Pythian Apollo ...
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... Alexander's now , well and good ; I concede to you that my fortune , or misfortune ( if you please ) , has been the cause of everything . But if many that never saw me or heard my voice have been grievously afflicted , not individuals ...
... Alexander's now , well and good ; I concede to you that my fortune , or misfortune ( if you please ) , has been the cause of everything . But if many that never saw me or heard my voice have been grievously afflicted , not individuals ...
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... Alexander ; who measure happiness by their belly and all that is base , while freedom and independence , which the Greeks of olden time regarded as the test and standard of well - being , they have annihilated . - All Of this base and ...
... Alexander ; who measure happiness by their belly and all that is base , while freedom and independence , which the Greeks of olden time regarded as the test and standard of well - being , they have annihilated . - All Of this base and ...
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The International Library of Famous Literature– Selections from the ..., 2 tomas Andrew Lang,Donald Grant Mitchell Visos knygos peržiūra - 1898 |
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779 psl. - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims aronnd him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
779 psl. - and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Daci.an mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday! — All this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire And unavenged? — Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire!
764 psl. - TWAS at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son: Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
809 psl. - The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered...
765 psl. - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he Heaven and Earth defied Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood...
872 psl. - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause; and be silent that you may hear: believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Ca;sar was no less than his.
556 psl. - A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships by thousands lay below, And men in nations - all were his ! He counted them at break of day, And when the sun set where were they?
852 psl. - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
765 psl. - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above ; Such is the power of mighty Love ! A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spheres he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
853 psl. - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was fam'd with more than with one man?