Library of the World's Best Literature: A-ZCharles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne, George Henry Warner R. S. Peale and J. A. Hill, 1897 |
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Side 7839
... poet's great - great - grandfather , had come to Norway from Denmark . His great - grandmother was of Scotch , his grandmother and mother of German descent ; so that in the veins of the poet there is not a drop of pure Norse blood ...
... poet's great - great - grandfather , had come to Norway from Denmark . His great - grandmother was of Scotch , his grandmother and mother of German descent ; so that in the veins of the poet there is not a drop of pure Norse blood ...
Side 7840
... poet's salary , " which had been granted to Björnson this year ; but the demand was refused , and he was forced to put up with a small traveling stipend , allowed him for the purpose of collecting the popular poetry of Norway . It was ...
... poet's salary , " which had been granted to Björnson this year ; but the demand was refused , and he was forced to put up with a small traveling stipend , allowed him for the purpose of collecting the popular poetry of Norway . It was ...
Side 7841
... poet's salary " which had before been refused . For twenty - seven years Ibsen lived abroad , with only occasional visits to Norway ; although when he left he had intended to return , and his position as artistic adviser at the Chris ...
... poet's salary " which had before been refused . For twenty - seven years Ibsen lived abroad , with only occasional visits to Norway ; although when he left he had intended to return , and his position as artistic adviser at the Chris ...
Side 7842
... poet's own traits of character . From a dialogue between Skule and Jatgeir the skald , Ibsen himself has been well called " the poet of doubt , " a charac- terization that particularly fits him as the writer of the social dramas yet to ...
... poet's own traits of character . From a dialogue between Skule and Jatgeir the skald , Ibsen himself has been well called " the poet of doubt , " a charac- terization that particularly fits him as the writer of the social dramas yet to ...
Side 7843
... poet has so fearlessly painted of the national character , for Peer Gynt is a man of dreams and of idle inaction ; he is cynically indifferent , selfish , sordid , superstitious , and withal mendacious . He realizes at the end that he ...
... poet has so fearlessly painted of the national character , for Peer Gynt is a man of dreams and of idle inaction ; he is cynically indifferent , selfish , sordid , superstitious , and withal mendacious . He realizes at the end that he ...
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Side 8360 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Side 8360 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Side 8349 - Shakespeare, must enjoy a part, For though the poet's matter Nature be, His art doth give the fashion, and that he Who casts to write a living line must sweat (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Side 8293 - Is not a Patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help ? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind ; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary and cannot impart it ; till I am known, and do not want it.
Side 8244 - All charges of war and all other expenses that shall be incurred for the common defence or general welfare, and allowed by the United States in congress assembled, shall be defrayed out of a common treasury, which shall be supplied by the several states...
Side 8242 - ... interrupt our connection and correspondence. They, too, have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity, and when occasions have been given them by the regular course of their laws, of removing from their councils the disturbers of our harmony, they have by their free election, re-established them in power. At this very time, too, they...
Side 8291 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride? How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Side 8012 - He assisted the farmers occasionally in the lighter labors of their farms, helped to make hay, mended the fences, took the horses to water, drove the cows from pasture, and cut wood for the winter fire. He laid aside, too, all the dominant dignity and absolute sway with which he lorded it in his little empire, the school, and became wonderfully gentle and ingratiating.
Side 8359 - WEEP with me, all you that read This little story; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature As Heaven and Nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.
Side 8291 - Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find? Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind? Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?