The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature, Ancient, Mediaeval and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes, Volume 26Richard Garnett, Leon Vallée, Alois Brandl Clarke Company, Limited, 1899 - Anthologies |
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... Countess de Porhoet - Gael . In the excess of my surprise , I rose abruptly , and was about to speak , when Mlle . de Porhoet , drawing my hand gently back , placed it in Marguerite's . The dear girl started at this sudden contact , and ...
... Countess de Porhoet - Gael . In the excess of my surprise , I rose abruptly , and was about to speak , when Mlle . de Porhoet , drawing my hand gently back , placed it in Marguerite's . The dear girl started at this sudden contact , and ...
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... countess Rhedern welcome . Pöllnitz ' loud , ironical voice proclaimed the arrival of Count and Countess Rhedern and of Count Néal , and the per- sonages thus solemnly announced entered the hall , that sanc- tuary which opens only to ...
... countess Rhedern welcome . Pöllnitz ' loud , ironical voice proclaimed the arrival of Count and Countess Rhedern and of Count Néal , and the per- sonages thus solemnly announced entered the hall , that sanc- tuary which opens only to ...
Page 136
... countess ' serious and direct obser- vation of herself . If the countess had approached her with downcast eyes , trembling , overwhelmed by the unheard - of royal condescension , the queen mother might have been inclined to pardon her ...
... countess ' serious and direct obser- vation of herself . If the countess had approached her with downcast eyes , trembling , overwhelmed by the unheard - of royal condescension , the queen mother might have been inclined to pardon her ...
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... Countess Rhedern , the whole court will at once know which is the new- est article for sale by Orguelin , the silk factor , the countess ' father . " A scarcely suppressed laugh of the cavaliers and ladies who had heard the queen's ...
... Countess Rhedern , the whole court will at once know which is the new- est article for sale by Orguelin , the silk factor , the countess ' father . " A scarcely suppressed laugh of the cavaliers and ladies who had heard the queen's ...
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... Countess Rhedern does credit to her birth ? Her father's dealings are carried on with understanding , dignity , generos- ity , and modesty . The countess seems to me to continue her father's business as an efficient heiress , worthy of ...
... Countess Rhedern does credit to her birth ? Her father's dealings are carried on with understanding , dignity , generos- ity , and modesty . The countess seems to me to continue her father's business as an efficient heiress , worthy of ...
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Page 308 - Woodman, spare that tree ! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties...
Page 227 - My native country, thee, land of the noble free, Thy name I love: I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills like that above.
Page 41 - There is always somewhere a weakest spot, — In hub, tire, felloe, in spring or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor, or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace, — lurking still, Find it somewhere you must and will, — Above or below, or within or without, — And that's the reason, beyond a doubt, A chaise breaks down, but doesn't wear out. But the Deacon swore (as Deacons do, With an "I dew vum...
Page 226 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Page 214 - In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool. Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.
Page 111 - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven ; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even ; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.
Page 226 - Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming; Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Page 44 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh.
Page 218 - King! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us! God save the King!
Page 118 - Into the fine cloth white like flame Weaving the golden thread, To fashion the birth-robes for them Who are just born, being dead. ' He shall fear, haply, and be dumb : Then...