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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... ? Creon- Of whom so well , As of Tiresias , the blind Seer of Thebes , Whose years the God hath in his service counted Beyond all reach of human memory ? Edipus- Creon So be it . But I marvel yet THE DOWNFALL AND DEATH OF KING EDIPUS . 617.
... ? Creon- Of whom so well , As of Tiresias , the blind Seer of Thebes , Whose years the God hath in his service counted Beyond all reach of human memory ? Edipus- Creon So be it . But I marvel yet THE DOWNFALL AND DEATH OF KING EDIPUS . 617.
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... TIRESIAS . Tiresias , Minister and Seer of God , Who , blind to all that others see without , See that within to which all else are blind ; Sequestered as you are with Deity , You know , what others only know too well , The mortal ...
... TIRESIAS . Tiresias , Minister and Seer of God , Who , blind to all that others see without , See that within to which all else are blind ; Sequestered as you are with Deity , You know , what others only know too well , The mortal ...
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... Tiresias , you alone , Do look this people and their Ruler - look , Imploring you , by that same inward light Which sees , to name the man who lurks unseen , And whose live presence is the death of all . Tiresias Alas ! how worse than ...
... Tiresias , you alone , Do look this people and their Ruler - look , Imploring you , by that same inward light Which sees , to name the man who lurks unseen , And whose live presence is the death of all . Tiresias Alas ! how worse than ...
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... Tiresias- It would not . Edipus- One of them at least Oh , scarce any man , methinks , But would himself , though guiltless , sacrifice , If that would ransom all . Tiresias - Obdurate as myself - Edipus - Yet one , you see , You have ...
... Tiresias- It would not . Edipus- One of them at least Oh , scarce any man , methinks , But would himself , though guiltless , sacrifice , If that would ransom all . Tiresias - Obdurate as myself - Edipus - Yet one , you see , You have ...
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... Tiresias — You say so ! Now then , listen in your turn To that one word which , as it leaves my lips , By your own ... Tiresias- Dared you but listen . Chorus Edipus- Ay , and more , Peace , O peace , old man ! Nay , let him shoot his ...
... Tiresias — You say so ! Now then , listen in your turn To that one word which , as it leaves my lips , By your own ... Tiresias- Dared you but listen . Chorus Edipus- Ay , and more , Peace , O peace , old man ! Nay , let him shoot his ...
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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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Acichorius Agoracritus Alexander answer Antony Antony's arms army Athenians Athens barbarians battle beautiful blood body Brennus Brutus Cæsar called camp Cassius Catiline cavalry Chorus citizens Cleon Cleopatra Clytemnestra command consul Craterus Creon cried Croesus Cyrus danger dead death Decius Demosthenes Demus earth Edipus enemy eyes father fear fight force fortune friends Galati Gaul gave give gods Greece Greeks Gylippus hand happy hast head hear honor horse king land light live look Lucius Lydians Macedonian Manlius Mark Antony Meletus mind murder never Nicias night noble o'er once oracle pass Perseus Persians person Philotas Pisistratus Polydectes Quicksilver rest Roman Rome Sausage Seller senate sent ships side Socrates soldiers Solon soul speak sword Syracusans tell thee things thou thought thousand Tiresias took troops wing words young youth
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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?