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Benita;prey for Him (Paperback)
Virginia Tranel; Edited by Library 1stworld Library, 1stworld Library
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R603
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BENITA: prey for him is the true story of bright, vivacious Benita
Kane and the Catholic priest who lured her from childhood into a
disastrous, twenty-year entanglement that changed the course of her
life. What happened to this fatherless girl in the hierarchical,
patriarchal world of Dubuque, Iowa during the 40's, 50's and 60's
is not simply one more tale of clerical sexual abuse, but rather an
astounding, maddening, compelling account of what it was like to
grow up in a family, community and culture so dominated by the
Catholic church that no one could recognize the ominous events
developing around them. As Benita's friend and classmate from
second-grade through college, Virginia Tranel writes from the
unique stance of both participant and observer.
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Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - So far, very good.
Here was the will - now for the way. At first sight not a foot of
it appeared, but that didn't matter, for the Periwinkles are a
hopeful race; their crest is an anchor, with three cock-a-doodles
crowing atop. They all wear rose-colored spectacles, and are lineal
descendants of the inventor of aerial architecture. An hour's
conversation on the subject set the whole family in a blaze of
enthusiasm. A model hospital was erected, and each member had
accepted an honorable post therein. The paternal P. was chaplain,
the maternal P. was matron, and all the youthful P.s filled the pod
of futurity with achievements whose brilliancy eclipsed the glories
of the present and the past. Arriving at this satisfactory
conclusion, the meeting adjourned, and the fact that Miss
Tribulation was available as army nurse went abroad on the wings of
the wind.
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Aesop's Fables (Paperback)
George Flyer Townsend; Edited by 1stworld Library
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R352
Discovery Miles 3 520
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at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - WOLF, meeting with a Lamb astray
from the fold, resolved not to lay violent hands on him, but to
find some plea to justify to the Lamb the Wolf's right to eat him.
He thus addressed him: "Sirrah, last year you grossly insulted me."
"Indeed," bleated the Lamb in a mournful tone of voice, "I was not
then born." Then said the Wolf, "You feed in my pasture." "No, good
sir," replied the Lamb, "I have not yet tasted grass." Again said
the Wolf, "You drink of my well." "No," exclaimed the Lamb, "I
never yet drank water, for as yet my mother's milk is both food and
drink to me." Upon which the Wolf seized him and ate him up,
saying, "Well I won't remain supperless, even though you refute
every one of my imputations." The tyrant will always find a pretext
for his tyranny.
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at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The entire affair is shrouded in
mystery, said D'Arnot. "I have it on the best of authority that
neither the police nor the special agents of the general staff have
the faintest conception of how it was accomplished. All they know,
all that anyone knows, is that Nikolas Rokoff has escaped." John
Clayton, Lord Greystoke - he who had been "Tarzan of the Apes" -
sat in silence in the apartments of his friend, Lieutenant Paul
D'Arnot, in Paris, gazing meditatively at the toe of his immaculate
boot. His mind revolved many memories, recalled by the escape of
his arch-enemy from the French military prison to which he had been
sentenced for life upon the testimony of the ape-man.
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Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The entire affair is
shrouded in mystery, said D'Arnot. "I have it on the best of
authority that neither the police nor the special agents of the
general staff have the faintest conception of how it was
accomplished. All they know, all that anyone knows, is that Nikolas
Rokoff has escaped." John Clayton, Lord Greystoke - he who had been
"Tarzan of the Apes" - sat in silence in the apartments of his
friend, Lieutenant Paul D'Arnot, in Paris, gazing meditatively at
the toe of his immaculate boot. His mind revolved many memories,
recalled by the escape of his arch-enemy from the French military
prison to which he had been sentenced for life upon the testimony
of the ape-man.
Daniel J. Langton was born in Paterson, New Jersey and raised in
East Harlem with his brothers and sister. He is married to Eve and
they have a son, Mark. They live in San Francisco, where he teaches
English and Creative Writing at San Francisco State University. His
poetry has appeared in such journals as the Nation, the Paris
Review, the Atlantic Monthly, the TLS, the Harvard Advocate and the
Iowa Review, and has been awarded the London Prize, the Devins
Award, the Edgar Allan Poe Award and others. This is his seventh
collection. Daniel J. Langton was launched into a life of writing
poetry by William Carlos Williams. As he tells the story, "When I
was just starting out, I went to a reading by William Carlos
Williams. Afterward I showed him a poem of mine, and he told me, I
don't care what you're doing, quit your job, and write nothing but
poetry. And that's what happened." SOME COMMENTS ON EARLIER BOOKS
BY DANIEL J. LANGTON "These poems have a lovely pacing and interior
radiance." -Tess Gallagher . . ."superbly written, beautifully
controlled, and yet continually freshened by a kind and fresh
imagination." -Robert Bly . . ."such beauty, so moving, so
beautifully made that I have to tell you it is one of the finest
lyrics in the language." -William Carlos Williams "The poems I have
known before are as fresh as ever. The new ones shimmer."-Pamela
Skewes-Cox "Dan Langton may be America's greatest living poet."
-Richard Martin
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at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - ALL that I have written so far about
Doctor Dolittle I heard long after it happened from those who had
known him - indeed a great deal of it took place before I was born.
But I now come to set down that part of the great man's life which
I myself saw and took part in. Many years ago the Doctor gave me
permission to do this. But we were both of us so busy then voyaging
around the world, having adventures and filling note-books full of
natural history that I never seemed to get time to sit down and
write of our doings.
Living artfully, with integrity, guides my life. I seek to express
Truth in personal vision, to communicate honestly with
consideration, committed to excellence in all endeavor. I choose to
be authentic. -Melanie Gendron Born in Boston, MA, Melanie attended
The School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston in affiliation with
Tufts University. She has developed a unique style rich in
symbolism inspired by many cultures. Proficient in a variety of
media, Melanie enjoys a renaissance attitude, creating with
inspiration her authentic expression of Spirit. Melanie's prize
winning artwork is widely exhibited and represented in numerous
collections, both public and private. Among her publications are
the internationally acclaimed Gendron Tarot, A Journal for Cat
Lovers and The Goddess Remembered, a Spiritual Journal. Melanie is
a multimedia, multi-tasking, professional artist who has served a
variety of clients as: animator, art director, author, book
designer, fashion designer, graphic artist, illustrator, poet,
painter, portraitist, teacher-metaphysician, intuitive
counselor-whatever skill applies to give her best effort. She
currently manages Gendron Studios in the Santa Cruz Mountains of
California, offering fine and commercial art and tarot products and
services, on the web at www.melaniegendron.com, Email
[email protected]. ENDORSEMENTS: The personified tarot cards in
This Fool's Journey talk about themselves, making the archetypes
accessible to the reader. The line drawings of the Gendron Tarot
major arcana make this book a visual as well as consciously
expansive treat. -John Gray, Author of Men Are from Mars, Women Are
from Venus Melanie Gendron infuses the 22 major arcana with her own
spiritual journey. Her insights make the archetypes come alive. The
result is delightful-a book of reflections, poetry, and artwork
that reflect her skills as an innovative multimedia artist.
-Stewart Florsheim, Author of A Short Fall from Grace and A Split
Second of Light The "fool" according to Ms. Gendron, is a
manifestation of child-like innocence. Melanie's work is a magical
compilation of art, poetry, and everyday experience inspired by
Tarot's major arcana. It is an invitation for all of us to awaken
to the innocence, fullness, and beauty of life as it is. -Don
Lofland, Ph.D., Author of Powerlearning and Thought Viruses Melanie
Gendron takes you on a personal voyage of self discovery, This book
is a beautiful example of self actualization. Very entertaining.
Her latest book This Fool's Journey, will inspire you and stir your
imagination, inviting you on the journey as a divine Fool to gain
mastery of the Universe. This is a trip worth taking. This is a
book well worth having in your collection. -Peggy Black, Author of
Morning Messages "We Are Here" Transmissions and Morning Messages
Invitations Contained by a cohesive vision, Melanie Gendron
partitions her poetically painted rooms, housed in This Fool's
Journey. Cleverly calling upon the elemental spirits, she spins
cycles in duality's direction, the four corners of life: North and
South, East and West, instilled inside our Center. As she shares
each Arcana from her personally insightful journey, she weaves
hidden names and messages within the patterns of our lives, moving
emotions overflowing our empty cup. Melanie Gendron 'geminizes'
words with dual meanings, unfolding archetypal visions released to
channel the enlightenment of self-actualization and free will
through her penetrating poetry. So, "Breathe" in "Shadows" of
Pandora's Box while "Dancing with the Demon," "Reaching . . ."
"Though Miles Apart," the senses from the "Love" of "My Goddess."
-Justin R. Hart, Poetic Author of Harmonic Hart Visions of
Goddesses, Angel, Mermaids, and Fairy Tales and The Crystal
Kaleidoscope of a Searching Silhouette
www.harmonic-hart-visions.com
Abstract arts aims to make unseen ideas visible and inspiring.
MARKS ON A PAGE is a spontaneous exercise in understanding the
common ground of images. From purely conceptual compositions to
emblematic interpretations, the artist, Wade Kernohan, offers
concrete insights into how simple marks on a page invoke
head-scratching interest. Each new project moves from an assemblage
of ink strokes into an expressive idea that demonstrates the
relevance of abstract art in various esoteric alphabets showing
projects that range from atmospheric, textured and nuanced to raw,
powerful, and vibrant. Looking to expand your expressive
repertoire? Explore MARKS ON A PAGE.
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Queen Victoria (Hardcover)
Lytton Strachey; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R819
Discovery Miles 8 190
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our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - On November 6, 1817, died the
Princess Charlotte, only child of the Prince Regent, and heir to
the crown of England. Her short life had hardly been a happy one.
By nature impulsive, capricious, and vehement, she had always
longed for liberty; and she had
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Caesar and Cleopatra (Hardcover)
George Bernard Shaw; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R746
Discovery Miles 7 460
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our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - An October night on the Syrian
border of Egypt towards the end of the XXXIII Dynasty, in the year
706 by Roman computation, afterwards reckoned by Christian
computation as 48 B.C. A great radiance of silver fire, the dawn of
a moonlit night, is rising in the east. The stars and the cloudless
sky are our own contemporaries, nineteen and a half centuries
younger than we know them; but you would not guess that from their
appearance. Below them are two notable drawbacks of civilization: a
palace, and soldiers. The palace, an old, low, Syrian building of
whitened mud, is not so ugly as Buckingham Palace; and the officers
in the courtyard are more highly civilized than modern English
officers: for example, they do not dig up the corpses of their dead
enemies and mutilate them, as we dug up Cromwell and the Mahdi.
They are in two groups: one intent on the gambling of their captain
Belzanor, a warrior of fifty, who, with his spear on the ground
beside his knee, is stooping to throw dice with a sly-looking young
Persian recruit; the other gathered about a guardsman who has just
finished telling a naughty story (still current in English
barracks) at which they are laughing uproariously. They are about a
dozen in number, all highly aristocratic young Egyptian guardsmen,
handsomely equipped with weapons and armor, very unEnglish in point
of not being ashamed of and uncomfortable in their profess-sional
dress; on the contrary, rather ostentatiously and arrogantly
warlike, as valuing themselves on their military caste.
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Back to Methuselah (Hardcover)
George Bernard Shaw; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R978
Discovery Miles 9 780
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our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - One day early in the eighteen
hundred and sixties, I, being then a small boy, was with my nurse,
buying something in the shop of a petty newsagent, bookseller, and
stationer in Camden Street, Dublin, when there entered an elderly
man, weighty and solemn,
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The Tragedy of Hamlet (Hardcover)
William Shakespeare; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R717
Discovery Miles 7 170
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at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - BERNARDO. Who's there.? FRANCISCO.
Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself. BERNARDO. Long live the
King FRANCISCO. Bernardo? BERNARDO. He. FRANCISCO. You come most
carefully upon your hour. BERNARDO. 'Tis now struck twelve. Get
thee to bed, Francisco.
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Evangeline (Hardcover)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R728
Discovery Miles 7 280
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our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - THIS is the forest primeval. The
murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in
garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of
eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with
beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the
deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate
answers the wail of the forest. This is the forest primeval; but
where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he
hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman? Where is the
thatch-roofed village, the home of Acadian farmers, - Men whose
lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands, Darkened by
shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven? Waste are
those pleasant farms, and the farmers forever departed Scattered
like dust and leaves, when the mighty blasts of October Seize them,
and whirl them aloft, and sprinkle them far o'er the ocean. Naught
but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand-Pre. Ye who
believe in affection that hopes, and endures, and is patient, Ye
who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion, List to
the mournful tradition still sung by the pines of the forest; List
to a Tale of Love in Acadie, home of the happy.
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at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - ALL that I have written so far about
Doctor Dolittle I heard long after it happened from those who had
known him - indeed a great deal of it took place before I was born.
But I now come to set down that part of the great man's life which
I myself saw and took part in. Many years ago the Doctor gave me
permission to do this. But we were both of us so busy then voyaging
around the world, having adventures and filling note-books full of
natural history that I never seemed to get time to sit down and
write of our doings.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - Once upon a time, at the town of
Senna on the banks of the Zambesi, was born a child. He was not
like other children, for he was very tall and strong; over his
shoulder he carried a big sack, and in his hand an iron hammer. He
could also speak like a grow
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North of Boston (Hardcover)
Robert Frost; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R728
Discovery Miles 7 280
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our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - SOMETHING there is that doesn't love
a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, And spills the
upper boulders in the sun; And makes gaps even two can pass
abreast. The work of hunters is another thing: I have come after
them and made repair Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding, To please the yelping
dogs. The gaps I mean, No one has seen them made or heard them
made, But at spring mending-time we find them there. I let my
neighbour know beyond the hill; And on a day we meet to walk the
line And set the wall between us once again. We keep the wall
between us as we go. To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls We have to use a spell
to make them balance: "Stay where you are until our backs are
turned " We wear our fingers rough with handling them. Oh, just
another kind of out-door game, One on a side. It comes to little
more: There where it is we do not need the wall: He is all pine and
I am apple orchard. My apple trees will never get across And eat
the cones under his pines, I tell him.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - Both the count and Baptistin had
told the truth when they announced to Morcerf the proposed visit of
the major, which had served Monte Cristo as a pretext for declining
Albert's invitation. Seven o'clock had just struck, and M.
Bertuccio, according to the command which had been given him, had
two hours before left for Auteuil, when a cab stopped at the door,
and after depositing its occupant at the gate, immediately hurried
away, as if ashamed of its employment. The visitor was about
fifty-two years of age, dressed in one of the green surtouts,
ornamented with black frogs, which have so long maintained.......
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The White Company (Hardcover)
Arthur Conan Doyle; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R1,137
Discovery Miles 11 370
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our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The great bell of Beaulieu was
ringing. Far away through the forest might be heard its musical
clangor and swell. Peat-cutters on Blackdown and fishers upon the
Exe heard the distant throbbing rising and falling upon the sultry
summer air. It was a common sound in those parts - as common as the
chatter of the jays and the booming of the bittern. Yet the fishers
and the peasants raised their heads and looked questions at each
other, for the angelus had already gone and vespers was still far
off. Why should the great bell of Beaulieu toll when the shadows
were neither short nor long? All round the Abbey the monks were
trooping in. Under the long green-paved avenues of gnarled oaks and
of lichened beeches the white-robed brothers gathered to the sound.
From the vine-yard and the vine-press, from the bouvary or ox-farm,
from the marl-pits and salterns, even from the distant iron-works
of Sowley and the outlying grange of St.Leonard's, they had all
turned their steps home-wards
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The Sea-Gull (Hardcover)
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R728
Discovery Miles 7 280
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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The scene is laid in the park on
SORIN'S estate. A broad avenue of trees leads away from the
audience toward a lake which lies lost in the depths of the park.
The avenue is obstructed by a rough stage, temporarily erected for
the performance of amateur theatricals, and which screens the lake
from view. There is a dense growth of bushes to the left and right
of the stage. A few chairs and a little table are placed in front
of the stage. The sun has just set. JACOB and some other workmen
are heard hammering and coughing on the stage behind the lowered
curtain. MASHA and MEDVIEDENKO come in from the left, returning
from a walk.
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Master and Man (Paperback)
Leo Nikolayevich Tolstoy; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R302
Discovery Miles 3 020
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our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - It happened in the 'seventies in
winter, on the day after St. Nicholas's Day. There was a fete in
the parish and the innkeeper, Vasili Andreevich Brekhunov, a Second
Guild merchant, being a church elder had to go to church, and had
also to entertain his relatives and friends at home. But when the
last of them had gone he at once began to prepare to drive over to
see a neighbouring proprietor about a grove which he had been
bargaining over for a long time. He was now in a hurry to start,
lest buyers from the town might forestall him in making a
profitable purchase.
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Walking (Paperback)
Henry David Thoreau; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R291
Discovery Miles 2 910
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Library-Literary Society is a non-profit educational organization.
Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - I wish to speak a word
for Nature, for absolute freedom and wildness, as contrasted with a
freedom and culture merely civil - to regard man as an inhabitant,
or a part and parcel of Nature, rather than a member of society. I
wish to make an extreme statement, if so I may make an emphatic
one, for there are enough champions of civilization: the minister
and the school committee and every one of you will take care of
that. I have met with but one or two persons in the course of my
life who understood the art of Walking, that is, of taking walks -
who had a genius, so to speak, for SAUNTERING, which word is
beautifully derived "from idle people who roved about the country,
in the Middle Ages, and asked charity, under pretense of going a la
Sainte Terre," to the Holy Land, till the children exclaimed,
"There goes a Sainte-Terrer," a Saunterer, a Holy-Lander. They who
never go to the Holy Land in their walks, as they pretend, are
indeed mere idlers and vagabonds; but they who do go there are
saunterers in the good sense, such as I mean. Some, however, would
derive the word from sans terre without land or a home, which,
therefore, in the good sense, will mean, having no particular home,
but equally at home everywhere. For this is the secret of
successful sauntering. He who sits still in a house all the time
may be the greatest vagrant of all; but the saunterer, in the good
sense, is no more vagrant than the meandering river, which is all
the while sedulously seeking the shortest course to the sea. But I
prefer the first, which, indeed, is the most probable derivation.
For every walk is a sort of crusade, preached by some Peter the
Hermit in us, to go forth and reconquer this Holy Land from the
hands of the Infidels.
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Caesar and Cleopatra (Paperback)
George Bernard Shaw; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R341
Discovery Miles 3 410
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Library-Literary Society is a non-profit educational organization.
Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - An October night on
the Syrian border of Egypt towards the end of the XXXIII Dynasty,
in the year 706 by Roman computation, afterwards reckoned by
Christian computation as 48 B.C. A great radiance of silver fire,
the dawn of a moonlit night, is rising in the east. The stars and
the cloudless sky are our own contemporaries, nineteen and a half
centuries younger than we know them; but you would not guess that
from their appearance. Below them are two notable drawbacks of
civilization: a palace, and soldiers. The palace, an old, low,
Syrian building of whitened mud, is not so ugly as Buckingham
Palace; and the officers in the courtyard are more highly civilized
than modern English officers: for example, they do not dig up the
corpses of their dead enemies and mutilate them, as we dug up
Cromwell and the Mahdi. They are in two groups: one intent on the
gambling of their captain Belzanor, a warrior of fifty, who, with
his spear on the ground beside his knee, is stooping to throw dice
with a sly-looking young Persian recruit; the other gathered about
a guardsman who has just finished telling a naughty story (still
current in English barracks) at which they are laughing
uproariously. They are about a dozen in number, all highly
aristocratic young Egyptian guardsmen, handsomely equipped with
weapons and armor, very unEnglish in point of not being ashamed of
and uncomfortable in their profess-sional dress; on the contrary,
rather ostentatiously and arrogantly warlike, as valuing themselves
on their military caste.
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Back to Methuselah (Paperback)
George Bernard Shaw; Edited by 1stworld Library; Created by 1stworld Publishing
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R603
Discovery Miles 6 030
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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - One day early in the eighteen
hundred and sixties, I, being then a small boy, was with my nurse,
buying something in the shop of a petty newsagent, bookseller, and
stationer in Camden Street, Dublin, when there entered an elderly
man, weighty and solemn,
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