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Agamemnon answered Antig Antigone bear beauty became behold Biondello Boccaccio Bruin called Chaucer child Ciacco Cicero Clytemnestra court Creon damsels daughter dear death Decamerone deed didst Don Quixote dost doth drama dread Dush Dushyanta Edipus erubinate Eschylus Euripides eyes fair falcon father fear Federigo Franco Sacchetti French Friar Gargantua gave glory gods Greek grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hephaestus honor horse Isegrim Italian Jocasta King Meliadus knight knights-errant lady Laius literature live look lord master Medea Meliadus Messer mind monk mortal mother murder never noble o'er Petrarch poem poet Polybus Rabelais replied Reynard Roman Rome Sakuntala Sancho satire sent Sophocles soul speak story sweet Tannhäuser tears tell thee thine things thou art thought unto words Zeus
Page 376 - A million torches lighted by thy hand Wander unwearied through the blue abyss : They own thy power, accomplish thy command. All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss What shall we call them? Piles of crystal light— A glorious company of golden streams — Lamps of celestial ether, burning bright — Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams ? But thou to these art as the noon to night.
Page 350 - With that, there came an arrow keen Out of an English bow, Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart, A deep and deadly blow ; Who never spake more words than these, " Fight on, my merry men all ; For why, my life is at an end, Lord Percy sees my fall.
Page 377 - Thou art ! directing, guiding all, thou art ! Direct my understanding, then, to thee ; Control my spirit, guide my wandering heart Though but an atom 'midst immensity, Still I am something, fashioned by thy hand ! I hold a middle rank 'twixt heaven and earth, On the last verge of mortal being stand, Close to the realms where angels have their birth, Just on the boundaries of the spirit land...
Page 375 - May measure out the ocean deep, may count The sands or the sun's rays — but God ! for thee There is no weight nor measure ; none can mount Up to thy mysteries. Reason's brightest spark, Though kindled by thy light, in vain would try To trace thy counsels, infinite and dark; And thought is lost ere thought can soar so high, — E'en like past moments in eternity.
Page 178 - might I have had my own will, I would not have married Wisdom herself, if she would have had me: but 'tis to much purpose to evade it, the common custom and use of life will have it so. Most of my actions are guided by example, not choice.
Page 376 - Yes! in my spirit doth Thy spirit shine As shines the sunbeam in a drop of dew.
Page 349 - I'll do the best that do I may, While I have power to stand: While I have power to wield my sword, I'll fight with heart and hand.
Page 178 - The sincerity and marrow of the man reaches to his sentences. I know not anywhere the book that seems less written. It is the language of conversation transferred to a book. Cut these words, and they would bleed ; they are vascular and alive.
Page 375 - O, THOU ETERNAL ONE ! whose presence bright All space doth occupy, all motion guide ; Unchanged through time's all-devastating flight ; Thou only God ! There is no God beside ! Being above all beings ! Mighty One Whom none can comprehend and none explore...