Nova anthologia Oxoniensis: translations into Greek and Latin verseRobinson Ellis, Alfred Denis Godley Clarendon Press, 1899 - 279 páginas |
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... waves burst , I turn from the drear aspect to the home Of earth and its deep woods , where , interspersed , When winds blow loud , pines make sweet melody ; Whose house is some lone bark , whose toil the sea , Whose prey the wandering ...
... waves burst , I turn from the drear aspect to the home Of earth and its deep woods , where , interspersed , When winds blow loud , pines make sweet melody ; Whose house is some lone bark , whose toil the sea , Whose prey the wandering ...
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... wave , And all night long the hidden sea - caves made A ghostly echo ; and the sea - birds mewed Around me ; once I ... waves , in bulk and length so large , Coil after hideous coil , that scarce the eye Could measure its full horror ...
... wave , And all night long the hidden sea - caves made A ghostly echo ; and the sea - birds mewed Around me ; once I ... waves , in bulk and length so large , Coil after hideous coil , that scarce the eye Could measure its full horror ...
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... wave in tender gloom . And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head , And feed deep thought with many a dream ; And lingering pause and lightly tread , Fond wretch ! as if her step disturbed the dead ! Away ...
... wave in tender gloom . And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head , And feed deep thought with many a dream ; And lingering pause and lightly tread , Fond wretch ! as if her step disturbed the dead ! Away ...
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... wave Mingles the murmur of a people's grief For him whose leaf shall fade not , neither fall . He hath fared forth , beyond these suns and showers . For us , the autumn glow , the autumn flame , And soon the winter silence shall be ours ...
... wave Mingles the murmur of a people's grief For him whose leaf shall fade not , neither fall . He hath fared forth , beyond these suns and showers . For us , the autumn glow , the autumn flame , And soon the winter silence shall be ours ...
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... culmo quam laeta virenti crescentis aleret tellus , Deus ipse crearat . cuncta Pater iam visa probat : sic tertia laetam deducit lux orta diem , nox tertia claudit . XLIII Woods , that wave o'er Delphi's steep , Isles C. S. J. OXONIENSIS ...
... culmo quam laeta virenti crescentis aleret tellus , Deus ipse crearat . cuncta Pater iam visa probat : sic tertia laetam deducit lux orta diem , nox tertia claudit . XLIII Woods , that wave o'er Delphi's steep , Isles C. S. J. OXONIENSIS ...
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Página 62 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Página 70 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright...
Página 6 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: . The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Página 138 - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, \ At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 120 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill...
Página 68 - Thou hast nor youth, nor age ; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both: for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old, and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What 's yet in this, That bears the name of life ? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths: yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Página 56 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and God has given my share, — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Página 20 - How happy is he born and taught, That serveth not another's will! Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Página 132 - From camp to camp through the foul womb of night The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch...
Página 202 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world, dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom.