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allowed Amasis answered Araspes Aristomachus asked Athenian Atossa Babylon Bartja beautiful begged Boges brother called Cambyses Cambyses's child command court cried Croesus Cyrus Darius daughter death dress Egypt Egyptian Ehodopis eunuch exclaimed eyes farewell father favor fear feel gate Gaumata gaze girl give gods gold golden Greek Gyges hand hanging gardens happy head hear heard heart high-priest horses hour Hystaspes Kassandane king king's kissed Ladice laugh leave listened looked Lydian Magi Mandane Megabyzus Melitta Milesian Mithras mother Naukratis Nebenchari never night Nile Nitetis noble once Oropastes palace Persian Phanes Prexaspes priests prince Psamtik queen robe rose royal sacred Sappho satrap seemed sent silent slave smile speak stood Syloson Tachot tell temple thee Theopompus thou thought to-day told troops voice wife wine wish woman women words young youth Zopyrus
337 ページ - O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to play ; I fainted, sunk, and died away.
25 ページ - FILL the bowl with rosy wine ! Around our temples roses twine! And let us cheerfully awhile, Like the wine and roses, smile. Crown'd with roses, we contemn Gyges' wealthy diadem. To-day is ours ; what do we fear ? To-day is ours ; we have it here : Let's treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay. Let's banish business, banish sorrow ; To the Gods belongs to-morrow.
337 ページ - Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile.
101 ページ - Oh mother ! — I am wounded through — • I die with pain — in sooth I do ! Stung by some little angry thing, Some serpent on a tiny wing— A bee it was — for once, I know I heard a rustic call it so.
115 ページ - Now o'er the drowsy earth still Night prevails. Calm sleep the mountain tops and shady vales, The rugged cliffs and hollow glens; The wild beasts slumber in their dens; The cattle on the hill. Deep in the sea The countless finny race and monster brood Tranquil repose. Even the busy bee Forgets her daily toil. The silent wood No more with noisy hum of insect rings; And all the feather'd tribes, by gentle sleep subdued, Koost in the glade, and hang their drooping wings.
128 ページ - Egyptian dress, and with the splendid silken garments of a Persian princess, flashing as they were with gold and jewels, had clothed herself in the majesty of a queen. The deep reverence paid by all present seemed agreeable to her, and thanking her admiring friends by a gracious wave of the hand she turned to the chief of the eunuchs and...
101 ページ - CUPID once upon a bed Of roses laid his weary head ; Luckless urchin, not to see Within the leaves a slumbering bee ! The bee awaked — with anger wild The bee awaked, and stung the child.
128 ページ - Pythagoras, the noblest of the Greeks, gave it to my mother when he was tarrying in Egypt to learn the wisdom of our priests, and it was her parting gift to me. The number seven is engraved upon the simple stone. This indivisible number represents perfect health, both of soul and body, for health is likewise one and indivisible. The sickness of one member is the sickness of all; one evil thought, allowed to take up its abode within our heart, destroys the entire harmony of the soul. When you see...
341 ページ - And sooth'd by zephyr, blooms the lovely flower : Maids long to place it in their modest zone, And youths enraptured wish it for their own. But, from the stem once pluck'd, in dust it lies, Nor youth nor maid will then desire or prize. The virgin thus her blushing beauty rears, Loved by her kindred and her young compeers ; But, if her simple charm, her maiden grace Is sullied by one spoiler's rude embrace, Adoring youths no more her steps attend, Nor loving maidens greet the maiden friend. Oh Hymen,...
131 ページ - Nitetis caught and understood these words. A feeling of intense joy stole into her heart, and before Croesus could answer, she began softly in broken Persian and blushing deeply : " Blessed be the gods, who. have caused me to find favor in thine eyes. I am not ignorant of the speech of my lord, for the noble Croesus has instructed me in the Persian language during our long journey. Forgive, if my sentences be broken and imperfect ; the time was short, and my capacity only that of a poor and simple...