Stories of the Olden TimeAmerican Book Company, 1889 - 254 Seiten |
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... fell around him in graceful folds , jewels adorned his arms , his brow was crowned with a golden wreath , and over his neck and shoulders flowed his hair , perfumed with odors . His left hand held the lyre , his right the ivory wand ...
... fell around him in graceful folds , jewels adorned his arms , his brow was crowned with a golden wreath , and over his neck and shoulders flowed his hair , perfumed with odors . His left hand held the lyre , his right the ivory wand ...
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... fell prostrate at his feet , as if a lightning - bolt had struck them . " We meant to murder him , and he has become a god ! O earth , open and receive us ! " Then Periander spoke : " He lives , the master of the lay ! kind Heaven ...
... fell prostrate at his feet , as if a lightning - bolt had struck them . " We meant to murder him , and he has become a god ! O earth , open and receive us ! " Then Periander spoke : " He lives , the master of the lay ! kind Heaven ...
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... fell , Ulysses was ten more years in reaching his home . He met with so many accidents and adventures that delayed him , that even his stout heart almost gave out as he thought of the wife and children waiting for him through all these ...
... fell , Ulysses was ten more years in reaching his home . He met with so many accidents and adventures that delayed him , that even his stout heart almost gave out as he thought of the wife and children waiting for him through all these ...
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... fell upon my breast . ” They lay down again , and soon the giant began to snore so loud that Thor could get no sleep , so he grasped the hammer in both hands and dealt him another blow . Skrymer awoke and called out , " How fares it ...
... fell upon my breast . ” They lay down again , and soon the giant began to snore so loud that Thor could get no sleep , so he grasped the hammer in both hands and dealt him another blow . Skrymer awoke and called out , " How fares it ...
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... fell in one moonlight night with a jolly , plump , well - fed mastiff , and after the first greetings were passed , the wolf ac- costed him : " You look extremely well , " said he , " I think I never saw a more graceful , comely ...
... fell in one moonlight night with a jolly , plump , well - fed mastiff , and after the first greetings were passed , the wolf ac- costed him : " You look extremely well , " said he , " I think I never saw a more graceful , comely ...
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Seite 26 - Why stand ye here all the day idle? They say unto him, Because no man hath hired us. He saith unto them, Go ye also into the vineyard, and whatsoever is right, that shall ye receive. So when even was come, the Lord of the vineyard saith unto his steward, Call the labourers, and give them their hire, beginning from the last unto the first.
Seite 74 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Seite 28 - Some fell upon stony places, where they had not much earth : and forthwith they sprung up, because they had no deepness of earth: 6 And when the sun was up, they were scorched; and because they had no root, they withered away.
Seite 73 - And it came to pass that night, that the angel of the LORD went out, and smote in the camp of the Assyrians an hundred fourscore and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.
Seite 72 - I will put my hook in thy nose, and my bridle in thy lips, and I will turn thee back by the way by which thou earnest.
Seite 73 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Seite 121 - But the Consul's brow was sad, And the Consul's speech was low, And darkly looked he at the wall, And darkly at the foe: "Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down ; And if they once may win the bridge, What hope to save the town?
Seite 123 - Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may; I, with two more to help me, Will hold the foe in play. In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three. Now who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me?" Then out spake Spurius Lartius ; A Ramnian proud was he: "Lo, I will stand at thy right hand, And keep the bridge with thee.
Seite 123 - Rank behind rank, like surges bright Of a broad sea of gold. Four hundred trumpets sounded A peal of warlike glee, As that great host, with measured tread, And spears advanced, and ensigns spread, Rolled slowly towards the bridge's head, Where stood the dauntless Three.
Seite 125 - Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind ; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. " Down with him ! " cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face. "Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena,