The jade chaplet in twenty-four beads, a collection of songs, ballads, &c., from the Chinese by G.C. Stent |
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... her extraordinary beauty , and perceiving that he had been duped by the painter , ordered him to be at once beheaded . They quit her side - and , oh ! how B 2 33 Fanning the Grave Crossing the Boundary River, or The Tatar's Bride.
... her extraordinary beauty , and perceiving that he had been duped by the painter , ordered him to be at once beheaded . They quit her side - and , oh ! how B 2 33 Fanning the Grave Crossing the Boundary River, or The Tatar's Bride.
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George Carter Stent (translator.) They quit her side - and , oh ! how wistfully She watches them the gloomy bastions near ; The gates unclose , her pained eyes plainly see Them enter , one by one , —and disappear . That cruel wall1 ...
George Carter Stent (translator.) They quit her side - and , oh ! how wistfully She watches them the gloomy bastions near ; The gates unclose , her pained eyes plainly see Them enter , one by one , —and disappear . That cruel wall1 ...
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... side by side , Like blushing maid and pale - faced bride ; 2 Coy willows stealthily were seen Opening their eyes of living green , — As if to watch the sturdy strife , Of nature struggling into life . 66 " The Wife Tested " have Fanning ...
... side by side , Like blushing maid and pale - faced bride ; 2 Coy willows stealthily were seen Opening their eyes of living green , — As if to watch the sturdy strife , Of nature struggling into life . 66 " The Wife Tested " have Fanning ...
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... side , And grasping my ( sob ) , — with his dying lips said , ' When I'm gone ( sob , sob ) promise ( sob ) never to wed , Till the mould is ( sob ) dry on the top of my grave . ' " I come hither daily to ( sob ) and to weep , For the ...
... side , And grasping my ( sob ) , — with his dying lips said , ' When I'm gone ( sob , sob ) promise ( sob ) never to wed , Till the mould is ( sob ) dry on the top of my grave . ' " I come hither daily to ( sob ) and to weep , For the ...
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... side she heard the autumn crickets chirp , Felt too the arrow - wound's throb - throbbing pain : Slowly she opened wide her " almond eyes " and flutter- ing fire - flies saw ; Raising her drooping breast she then perceived A - tou still ...
... side she heard the autumn crickets chirp , Felt too the arrow - wound's throb - throbbing pain : Slowly she opened wide her " almond eyes " and flutter- ing fire - flies saw ; Raising her drooping breast she then perceived A - tou still ...
Common terms and phrases
A-tou arrow azalea opens-its petals azalea's petals ballad beautiful bosom breast bright butterflies called chain puzzle Chang-An Chang-fei Chang-pan-po child Chinese Chuang cried dead dear death dream dynasty eighteen Emperor exclaimed eyes face fairy fanning fear Felix Liebrecht Fên flowers foes geese girl gone grave ground hair Han dynasty hand head heart heaven Ho-wan honour horse Hsüeh-lang husband JÊN kiln king of Wu live look Madam Month mother murmur never night o'er palace Prince queen rebel returned river Royal Asiatic Society scene sea Corea sigh Sings soldier song sorrowful sound spear steed stream stringed music sublunary sphere sweet taels Tang-yang Taoist Tatar tears tell third watch thought tiger Ting-shan Tiny Rill to-day tree Tung-cho twas WANG CHAN watch wife wild wild geese woman word Yang-kuei-fei
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Page 109 - Twas night — the tired soldiers were peacefully sleeping, The low hum of voices was hushed in repose ; The sentries, in silence, a strict watch, were keeping 'Gainst surprise or a sudden attack of their foes ; When a low mellow note on the night air came stealing, So soothingly over the senses it fell — So touchingly sweet — so soft and appealing, Like the musical tones of an aerial bell. Now rising, now falling — now fuller and clearer — Now liquidly soft— now a low wailing cry; .Now...
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Page 89 - Dont waste your time at family funerals grieving for your relatives: attend to life, not to death: there are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and better.
Page 43 - tis not often such music is heard, (Will the tree never more its sweet concerts be giving?) Old folks shake their heads, for it has not occurred E'en once — in the life of the oldest now living.1 1 A proof of bad government in the poet's opinion. THE TWELVE MONTHS MANY STORIES.1 First Month. 'Tis the first month of the new year, My husband is going to the wars ; He goes to sweep the frontiers. The illuminations are without amusement to me. I was preparing his bow and arrows, when I suddenly heard...
Page 12 - again repeated he, as he sat bolt upright : " What made you smash my coffin in ? — / see besides you're tight ! You've dressed yourself in red, too ! What means this mummery ? Let me have the full particulars and don't try on flummery." She had all her wits about her, though she quaked a bit with fear. Said she (the artful wretch !) "It seems miraculous, my dear ! Some unseen power impelled me to break the coffin lid, To see if you were still alive — which, of course, you know I...
Page 111 - In melodious sighs — in strains so elysian As to soften the hearts of rude soldiers like these ? Each looked at the other, but no word was spoken, The music insensibly tempting them on : They must return home. Ere the daylight had broken The enemy looked, and behold ! they were gone. . There's a magic in music— a witchery in It, Indescribable either with tongue or with pen ; The flute of Chang Liang, in one little minute, Had stolen the courage of eight thousand men ! ' The following verses were...