The Story of Venice

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J.M. Dent & Company, 1905 - 445 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 295 - Venice gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long.
الصفحة 206 - The merchants of these things, which were made rich by her, shall stand afar off for the fear of her torment, weeping and wailing, and saying; Alas, alas, that great city, that was clothed in fine linen and purple and scarlet, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls ! For in one hour so great riches is come to nought.
الصفحة 51 - Bolle l' inverno la tenace pece A rimpalmar li legni lor non sani, Che navicar non ponno, e in quella vece Chi fa suo legno nuovo, e chi ristoppa Le coste a quel che più viaggi fece ; Chi ribatte da proda, e chi da poppa; Altri fa remi, ed altri volge sarte ; Chi terzeruolo ed artimon rintoppa : 15 Tal, non per fuoco, ma per divina arte, Bollia laggiuso una pegola spessa, Che inviscava la ripa da ogni parte. Io vedea lei, ma non vedeva in essa Ma...
الصفحة 206 - And they cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and wailing, saying, Alas, alas that great city, wherein were made rich all that had ships in the sea by reason of her costliness ! for in one hour is she made desolate.
الصفحة 424 - Through mist, an heaven-sustaining bulwark reared Between the east and west ; and half the sky Was roofed with clouds of rich emblazonry, Dark purple at the zenith, which still grew Down the steep west into a wondrous hue Brighter than burning gold, even to the rent Where the swift sun yet paused in his descent Among the many-folded hills.
الصفحة 125 - Tyrus, thou hast said, I am of perfect beauty. Thy borders are in the midst of the seas, thy builders have perfected thy beauty.
الصفحة x - He, who would bring home the wealth of the Indies, must carry the wealth of the Indies with him.
الصفحة 131 - And a certain woman cast a piece of a millstone upon Abimelech's head, and all to brake his skull. 54 Then he called hastily unto the young man his armour-bearer, and said unto him, Draw thy sword, and slay me, that men say not of me, A woman slew him.
الصفحة 162 - To mix with kings in the low lust of sway, Yell in the hunt, and share the murderous prey; To insult the shrine of Liberty with spoils From freemen torn; to tempt and to betray?
الصفحة 125 - O thou that art situate at the entry of the sea, which art a merchant of the people for many isles, thus saith the Lord God; O Tyrus, thou hast said, I am of perfect beauty.

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