The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, 4 tomasRichard Garnett 1899 |
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... mother's hands . Pentheus- Dionysus- ― Ay , my mother . For this I come . O silken ease ! Thou wouldst thrust pomp on me ! As is my desert . Nay , ' tis but such pomp- Pentheus Dionysus- Strange , strange man ! Strange shall thine ...
... mother's hands . Pentheus- Dionysus- ― Ay , my mother . For this I come . O silken ease ! Thou wouldst thrust pomp on me ! As is my desert . Nay , ' tis but such pomp- Pentheus Dionysus- Strange , strange man ! Strange shall thine ...
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... mother hath brought to the birth such a Who was it ? -who ? -for I ween he was born not of womankind's blood ... mother's he cometh to fight , Bacchus to bear the invincible down by his impotent might ! Thus shall one gain him a ...
... mother hath brought to the birth such a Who was it ? -who ? -for I ween he was born not of womankind's blood ... mother's he cometh to fight , Bacchus to bear the invincible down by his impotent might ! Thus shall one gain him a ...
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... mother Agavê and her sisters twain , And all the Bacchanals . Through torrent gorge , O'er bowlders , leapt they , with the God's breath mad . When seated on the pine they saw my lord , First torrent stones with might and main they ...
... mother Agavê and her sisters twain , And all the Bacchanals . Through torrent gorge , O'er bowlders , leapt they , with the God's breath mad . When seated on the pine they saw my lord , First torrent stones with might and main they ...
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... mother first , priestlike , began the slaughter , And fell on him : but from his hair the coif He tore , that she might know and slay him not , - Hapless Agavê ! and he touched her cheek , Crying , " " Tis I - O mother ! - thine own ...
... mother first , priestlike , began the slaughter , And fell on him : but from his hair the coif He tore , that she might know and slay him not , - Hapless Agavê ! and he touched her cheek , Crying , " " Tis I - O mother ! - thine own ...
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... mother's mold A mighty hunter may my son become , When with the Theban youths he speedeth forth Questing the quarry ! But he can do naught Save war with Gods ! Father , our part it is To warn him not to joy in baneful wisdom . Where ...
... mother's mold A mighty hunter may my son become , When with the Theban youths he speedeth forth Questing the quarry ! But he can do naught Save war with Gods ! Father , our part it is To warn him not to joy in baneful wisdom . Where ...
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The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with ..., 23 tomas Richard Garnett Visos knygos peržiūra - 1899 |
The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with ..., 12 tomas Richard Garnett Visos knygos peržiūra - 1899 |
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