The International Library of Famous Literature: Selections from the World's Great Writers, Ancient, Mediaeval, and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes and with Introductions, Volumen3Merrill and Baker, 1898 - 9822 páginas |
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Página 1023
... battle straight ! Woe is me ! by fraud and wrong , Traitors false and tyrants strong , Fell Clan Usnach , bought and sold , For Barach's feast and Conor's gold ! Woe to Emain , roof and wall ! Woe to Red Branch , hearth and hall ...
... battle straight ! Woe is me ! by fraud and wrong , Traitors false and tyrants strong , Fell Clan Usnach , bought and sold , For Barach's feast and Conor's gold ! Woe to Emain , roof and wall ! Woe to Red Branch , hearth and hall ...
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... battle and fight and combat of them . It was I that had fifteen hundred noble mercenaries , soldiers - sons of foreign chiefs- and as many more of the sons of my own landholders ; and there were ten men with every soldier of them ; and ...
... battle and fight and combat of them . It was I that had fifteen hundred noble mercenaries , soldiers - sons of foreign chiefs- and as many more of the sons of my own landholders ; and there were ten men with every soldier of them ; and ...
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... battle with me at the jealous in- stigation and complaint of Ailill and Maev , and for the sake of their false promises and deceitful gifts . O Ferdiah , and woe is it to thee to have abandoned my friendship for the friend- ship of any ...
... battle with me at the jealous in- stigation and complaint of Ailill and Maev , and for the sake of their false promises and deceitful gifts . O Ferdiah , and woe is it to thee to have abandoned my friendship for the friend- ship of any ...
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... battle with this day . " " It is a pity , O Ferdiah , nor is it for thy good to confront thine own comrade and fellow - soldier at the instigation of any woman of the world . " " Pity it is , " said Ferdiah , " but were I to go hence ...
... battle with this day . " " It is a pity , O Ferdiah , nor is it for thy good to confront thine own comrade and fellow - soldier at the instigation of any woman of the world . " " Pity it is , " said Ferdiah , " but were I to go hence ...
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... battle , and we knew that no arts or persuasions would restrain thee that thou shouldst not come out , as of yore , to the assist- ance of thy people . Hail to thee , O Cuchullin , O flame of the heroes of Erin , and to thee , O ...
... battle , and we knew that no arts or persuasions would restrain thee that thou shouldst not come out , as of yore , to the assist- ance of thy people . Hail to thee , O Cuchullin , O flame of the heroes of Erin , and to thee , O ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Ali Baba anger answered Arbaces arms Aurelian Baba battle behold brother Cæsar Cathbad charm cried crowd Cuchullin dark dead death Deirdré door earth Ellak Emperor Esca escape eyes face fame father Fausta fear fell fire flame gate give Glaucus gods gold Gracchus Guenever hand hath head heard heart heaven Heribald honor hoopoes hour Hunnic king Arthur knew Leagh light live look Lord master Merlin mighty mind Moengal Morgiana mountain Nero never night noble o'er once palace Palmyra passed Petronius Pompeii prince queene robbers Roman Rome rose round seemed shout silence sir Agravaine sir Gawaine sir Launcelot Sir Launfal Sir Tristram slain slaves soul stood Suabian sword tell thee thine things thou art thou wilt thought Tigellinus turned unto Vinicius Vitellius Vivien voice wild wind wine words Zenobia
Pasajes populares
Página 1373 - There is the moral of all human tales; 'Tis but the same rehearsal of the past, First Freedom, and then Glory— when that fails, Wealth, vice, corruption,— barbarism at last. And History, with all her volumes vast, Hath but one page...
Página 1120 - LOOK round the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue. How void of reason are our hopes and fears ! What in the conduct of our life appears So well...
Página 983 - Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose ! That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close ! The Nightingale that in the branches sang, Ah whence, and whither flown again, who knows...
Página 1309 - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
Página 1308 - Rasped harshly against his dainty nature, And seemed the one blot on the summer morn, — So he tossed him a piece of gold in scorn.
Página 1307 - My golden spurs now bring to me, And bring to me my richest mail, For tomorrow I go over land and sea In search of the Holy Grail; Shall never a bed for me be spread, Nor shall a pillow be under my head, Till I begin my vow to keep; Here on the rushes will I sleep, And perchance there may come a vision true Ere day create the world anew.
Página 1306 - Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how; Everything is happy now, Everything is upward striving ; 'Tis as easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue, — 'T is the natural way of living.
Página 972 - And we, that now make merry in the Room They left, and Summer dresses in new bloom, Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom?
Página 1375 - Arches on arches ! as it were that Rome, Collecting the chief trophies of her line, Would build up all her triumphs in one dome, Her Coliseum stands...
Página 973 - Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare, And those that after some TO-MORROW stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries, "Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There.