Reddenda; or, Passages with parallel hints for translation into Latin prose and verseG. Bell, 1853 - 130 pàgines |
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Pàgina 11
... living things is excellent , within or without the boundaries of nature , has its own proper place assigned to it in this beautiful poem . IX . Now storming fury rose , And clamour , such as heard in Heaven till now Was never ; arms on ...
... living things is excellent , within or without the boundaries of nature , has its own proper place assigned to it in this beautiful poem . IX . Now storming fury rose , And clamour , such as heard in Heaven till now Was never ; arms on ...
Pàgina 33
... living , have , since their death , been injudiciously spoken of , as rivalling their great leader in war . Napier . XXIV . Into PROSE , literally rendered . To Picton indeed and Crawfurd there was scarcely such a disposition that they ...
... living , have , since their death , been injudiciously spoken of , as rivalling their great leader in war . Napier . XXIV . Into PROSE , literally rendered . To Picton indeed and Crawfurd there was scarcely such a disposition that they ...
Pàgina 34
... living they had deserved excel- lently as lieutenants , after death they have been inconsider- ately bepraised , as though they were to be accounted a match in warfare for their Commander himself . XXV . Now the golden Morn aloft Waves ...
... living they had deserved excel- lently as lieutenants , after death they have been inconsider- ately bepraised , as though they were to be accounted a match in warfare for their Commander himself . XXV . Now the golden Morn aloft Waves ...
Pàgina 105
... living trace , - Thoughts , such as press , with giant power , A common life into an hour ; Each line of lofty meaning there Was graven by the hand of Care ; And the flash of that triumphant eye , That arching lip's stern majesty , Told ...
... living trace , - Thoughts , such as press , with giant power , A common life into an hour ; Each line of lofty meaning there Was graven by the hand of Care ; And the flash of that triumphant eye , That arching lip's stern majesty , Told ...
Pàgina 116
... living myriads in their sleep . They rested by the coral throne , And by the pearly diadem , Where the pale sea - grape had o'ergrown The glorious dwellings made for them . XCIII . Into ELEGIACS . Lo my way is over the blue waves of the ...
... living myriads in their sleep . They rested by the coral throne , And by the pearly diadem , Where the pale sea - grape had o'ergrown The glorious dwellings made for them . XCIII . Into ELEGIACS . Lo my way is over the blue waves of the ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 9 - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old time is still a,flying: And this same flower that smiles to,day To,morrow will be dying.
Pàgina 55 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and...
Pàgina 46 - Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest l thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
Pàgina 87 - The glories of our birth and state Are shadows, not substantial things : There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Pàgina 30 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Pàgina 43 - And a feeling of sadness conies o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Pàgina 7 - Hard by, a flesher on a block had laid his whittle down ; Virginius caught the whittle up, and hid it in his gown. And then his eyes grew very dim, and his throat began to swell, And in a hoarse, changed voice he spake, " Farewell, sweet child, farewell ! Oh ! how I loved my darling ! Though stern I sometimes be, To thee, thou know'st, I was not so.
Pàgina 80 - And filled the illumined groves with ravishment. The nightly hunter, lifting a bright eye Up towards the crescent moon, with grateful heart Called on the lovely wanderer who bestowed That timely light, to share his joyous sport : And hence, a beaming Goddess with her Nymphs, Across the lawn and through the darksome grove (Not unaccompanied with tuneful notes By echo multiplied from rock or cave) Swept in the storm of chase ; as moon and stars Glance rapidly along the clouded heaven, When winds are...
Pàgina 28 - The breath of the moist earth is light Around its unexpanded buds ; Like many a voice of one delight, The winds', the birds', the ocean floods', The city's voice itself, is soft like Solitude's.
Pàgina 50 - EVE. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes are...