Virgil in English Rhythm: With Illustrations from the British Poets, from Chaucer to CowperBell and Daldy, 1871 - Počet stran: 330 |
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... hold , That loves his fetters , though they were of gold . " Spenser , F. Q. , iii . 9 , 8 . 51. Tityrus would probably have been dissatisfied with Cicero : " Should Rome , for whom you've done the happy service , Turn most ingrate ...
... hold , That loves his fetters , though they were of gold . " Spenser , F. Q. , iii . 9 , 8 . 51. Tityrus would probably have been dissatisfied with Cicero : " Should Rome , for whom you've done the happy service , Turn most ingrate ...
Strana 3
... hold ? a foreigner These crops of corn ? Behold ! to what a pass Disunion us poor citizens hath brought ! Behold ! for whom we've sown the fields ! Graft now 84 . " Making that murm'ring noise that cooing doves Use in the soft ...
... hold ? a foreigner These crops of corn ? Behold ! to what a pass Disunion us poor citizens hath brought ! Behold ! for whom we've sown the fields ! Graft now 84 . " Making that murm'ring noise that cooing doves Use in the soft ...
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... hold they by the bones together : I Know not what eye doth witch my tender lambs . 150 126. " Roscommon writes : to that auspicious hand , Muse , feed the bull that spurns the yellow sand . " Dryden , Ep . to Lord Roscommon , 66 , 7 ...
... hold they by the bones together : I Know not what eye doth witch my tender lambs . 150 126. " Roscommon writes : to that auspicious hand , Muse , feed the bull that spurns the yellow sand . " Dryden , Ep . to Lord Roscommon , 66 , 7 ...
Strana 55
... hold the fane . For him a conq'ror I , In Tyrian purple , too , observed of all , Line 15. Gray thus finely alludes to the decay of poetry in Greece , and its translation to Rome ; Progress of Poesy : " Where each old poetic mountain ...
... hold the fane . For him a conq'ror I , In Tyrian purple , too , observed of all , Line 15. Gray thus finely alludes to the decay of poetry in Greece , and its translation to Rome ; Progress of Poesy : " Where each old poetic mountain ...
Strana 58
... hold Their browse , and bar them from the springs . Oft , too , They shake them in the race , and tire them out Beneath the sun , when heavily the floor Is groaning with the beaten grains , and when To rising Zephyr empty chaff is ...
... hold Their browse , and bar them from the springs . Oft , too , They shake them in the race , and tire them out Beneath the sun , when heavily the floor Is groaning with the beaten grains , and when To rising Zephyr empty chaff is ...
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Strana 67 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Strana 204 - Philomel with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby. Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby. Never harm Nor spell nor charm Come our lovely lady nigh. So good night, with lullaby.
Strana 22 - Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war...
Strana 155 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Strana 236 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Strana 270 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Strana 193 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Strana 203 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
Strana 182 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Strana 40 - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue, A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...