De La Croix-liberty. Victor Hugo- les Miserables http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmaTNf4YhEs. Dante and Virgil in Hell. Schubert- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2bosouX_d8Y&feature=related. Friedrich- Wanderer above the Sea. Liszt http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpOtuoHL45Y.
Victor Hugo- les Miserables http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmaTNf4YhEs
Ivanhoe was the first novel in which Scott adopted a purely English subject, portraying the enmity of Saxons and Normans during the reign of Richard I (1189-99).
Synopsis- On his way to a great tournament at Ashby-de-la-Zouch, Ivanhoe visits his father's house disguised as a pilgrim. Here he saves the life of Isaac, a rich Jew of York, by warning him of a planned ambush. At Ashby, Ivanhoe, with the help of the King who has returned to England in disguise, vanquishes all of King John's supporters, including his great personal enemy, the Templar Sir Brian de Bois-Guilbert and the brutal baron Front-de-Boeuf. Ivanhoe is wounded in the tournament and nursed back to health by Isaac's daughter Rebecca. Bois-Guilbert and Front-de-Boeuf then assist a mercenary leader Maurice de Bracy in a plan to abduct Rowena.
Forbear to trifle longer with thy grief,
consumes thee in this den.
The worst society is some relief,
Making thee feel thyself a man with men.
Nathless, it is not meant, I trow,
To thrust thee 'mid the vulgar throng.
I to the upper ranks do not belong;
Yet if, by me companion'd, thou
Thy steps through life forthwith wilt take;
Upon the spot myself I'll make
it suit thy need,
I am thy servant, am thy slave indeed!
And how must I thy services repay?
Thereto thou lengthen'd respite hast!
The devil is an egoist I know:
And, for Heaven's sake, 'tis not his way
Kindness to any one to show.
Let the condition plainly be exprest!
Such a domestic is a dangerous guest.Faust by Goethe
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,There is society, where none intrudes,By the deep sea, and music in its roar:I love not man the less, but Nature more.Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
“I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.” ― Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
"I won't sell his old body. When we d'Urbervilles was knights in the land, we didn't sell our chargers for cat's meat. Let 'em keep their shillings! He've served me well in his lifetime, and I won't part from him now." - Thomas Hardy, Tess of the d'Urberville, Chapter 4