The Greek Pastoral Poets, Theocritus, Bion and Moschus. Done Into English by M. J. Chapman. [With Biographical Notices and Notes.]James Fraser, 1836 - Počet stran: 419 |
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Strana 6
... Thou , shepherd ! shalt a stall - fed lamb obtain ; But if it rather please the tuneful Nine To take the lamb , the ewe shall then be thine . THYRSIS . O wilt thou , for the nymph's sake , goatherd ! fill Thy pipe with music on this ...
... Thou , shepherd ! shalt a stall - fed lamb obtain ; But if it rather please the tuneful Nine To take the lamb , the ewe shall then be thine . THYRSIS . O wilt thou , for the nymph's sake , goatherd ! fill Thy pipe with music on this ...
Strana 8
... thou wilt sing that song of sweet desire . I envy not begin ! the strain outpour ; " Twill not be thine on dim Oblivion's shore . THYRSIS . Begin , dear Muses ! the bucolic strain : For Thyrsis sings , your own Ætneän swain . Where were ...
... thou wilt sing that song of sweet desire . I envy not begin ! the strain outpour ; " Twill not be thine on dim Oblivion's shore . THYRSIS . Begin , dear Muses ! the bucolic strain : For Thyrsis sings , your own Ætneän swain . Where were ...
Strana 9
... thou disquieted ? For whom dost thou endure so fierce a flame ? " Then cowherds , goatherds , shepherds thronging came , And asked what ailed him . E'en Priapus went , And said : " Sad Daphnis , why this languishment ? In every grove ...
... thou disquieted ? For whom dost thou endure so fierce a flame ? " Then cowherds , goatherds , shepherds thronging came , And asked what ailed him . E'en Priapus went , And said : " Sad Daphnis , why this languishment ? In every grove ...
Strana 10
... thou at sight of virgins , when they smile , Dost look with longing eyes and pine the while , Because with them the dance thou dost not lead . " No word he answered , but his grief did feed , And brought to end his love , that held him ...
... thou at sight of virgins , when they smile , Dost look with longing eyes and pine the while , Because with them the dance thou dost not lead . " No word he answered , but his grief did feed , And brought to end his love , that held him ...
Strana 11
... thou dost seek The heights of Mænalus - leave them awhile , And hasten to thy own Sicilian isle . The tomb , which e'en the gods admire , leave now Lycaon's tomb and Helice's tall brow . Hasten , my king ! and take this pipe that clips ...
... thou dost seek The heights of Mænalus - leave them awhile , And hasten to thy own Sicilian isle . The tomb , which e'en the gods admire , leave now Lycaon's tomb and Helice's tall brow . Hasten , my king ! and take this pipe that clips ...
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Adonis Ægon Alcmena Aphrodite Apollo apples Arethuse Argos BATTUS beauty bees Bion birds blest bloom breath bright bucolic bull called Chariclo CHLOE COMATAS CORYDON cowherd cruel Cyclops Cynisca Cypris DAPHNIS daughter dear Delphis didst Dionysus divine divinest Moon Dorian dost doth e'en eyes fair fear feed fleece flocks flowers Galatea goatherd goats goddess gods golden GORGO GRACE Greek grew my love grove hand hath hear heart Hercules herd hither draw Homer honour IDYL Iphicles Jove's kine king kiss LACON lamb lips lover Lycidas Lynceus magic wheel MENALCAS mighty MILON minstrel mortal Moschus mother mountain murmured Muses night numbered Nymphs o'er pastoral Peirithous pipe poet Pollux PRAXINOA Priapus Ptolemy Ptolemy Philadelphus Queen renown round sheep shepherd Sicilian sing sleep smiled song spring sweet sweetly Sybaris tears thee Theocritus Theseus thine thou thrice THYRSIS virgin wail weep Whence grew wild youth Zeus
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Strana 393 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Strana 335 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess, excellently bright! Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose: Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess, excellently bright! Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal shining quiver: Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever; Thou that...
Strana 346 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring...
Strana 415 - For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
Strana 378 - Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub, Disporting, till the amorous bird of night Sung spousal, and bid haste the evening star, On his hill-top, to light the bridal lamp.
Strana 330 - And it came to pass at noon, that Elijah mocked them, and said, Cry aloud; for he is a god: either he is talking, or he is pursuing, or he is in a journey, or, peradventure, he sleepeth, and must be awaked.
Strana 359 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Strana 354 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
Strana 407 - Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Strana 346 - Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.