The Glory of the Pharaohs

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G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1923 - 338 pages

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Page 281 - The highest hopes we cherish here, How fast they tire and faint ; How many a spot defiles the robe That wraps an earthly saint...
Page 45 - twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Page 89 - A spirit of innovation is generally the result of a selfish temper and confined views. People will not look forward to posterity who never look backward to their ancestors.
Page 92 - Mummy is become merchandise, Mizraim cures wounds, and Pharaoh is sold for balsams.
Page 164 - When thou hast raised them up. Their limbs bathed, they take their clothing, Their arms uplifted in adoration to thy dawning. (Then) in all the world they do their work.
Page 324 - Antiquity deserveth that reverence, that men should make a stand thereupon, and discover what is the best way; but when the discovery is well taken, then to make progression. And to speak truly, Antiquitas saeculi juventus mundi. These times are the ancient times, when the world is ancient, and not those which we account ancient ordine retrograde, by a computation backward from ourselves.
Page 154 - Are you sure that the bones you sent me are those which were found in the tomb ? Instead of the bones of an old woman, you have sent me those of a young man. Surely there is some mistake.
Page 324 - ... for as old age is that period of life most remote from infancy, who does not see that old age in this universal man ought not to be sought in the times nearest his birth, but in those the most remote from it?
Page 121 - Come, spend this festival day And to-morrow and the day after to-morrow . . Sitting in my shadow. Thy companion sits at thy right hand, Thou dost make him drink, And then thou dost follow what he says . . . I am of a silent nature And I do not tell what I see I do not chatter.
Page 164 - ... flourish, The birds flutter in their marshes, their wings uplifted in adoration to Thee. All the sheep dance upon their feet, all winged things fly, They live when Thou hast shone upon them.

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