The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... pipe to rustic melodies attune : " Tis Pan we fear : from hunting he returns , As all in silence hush'd the noonday burns ; And , tired , reposes mid the woodland scene , Whilst on his nostrils sits a bitter spleen . But come ( since ...
... pipe to rustic melodies attune : " Tis Pan we fear : from hunting he returns , As all in silence hush'd the noonday burns ; And , tired , reposes mid the woodland scene , Whilst on his nostrils sits a bitter spleen . But come ( since ...
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... close compacted take , And call forth all their tones for Daphnis ' sake ! Bent for thy lip this pipe be thine to play ! To the drear grave love hurries me away ! Close , heavenly Muse , the tale of pastoral woe 10 THEOCRITUS .
... close compacted take , And call forth all their tones for Daphnis ' sake ! Bent for thy lip this pipe be thine to play ! To the drear grave love hurries me away ! Close , heavenly Muse , the tale of pastoral woe 10 THEOCRITUS .
Side 20
... pipe , the wandering maid May hear my music from the pine - tree shade ! And she may look on me , perchance ; and grant My prayer : for sure , she is not adamant ! Hippomanes , to catch the virgin's eyes , Threw out the golden lure ...
... pipe , the wandering maid May hear my music from the pine - tree shade ! And she may look on me , perchance ; and grant My prayer : for sure , she is not adamant ! Hippomanes , to catch the virgin's eyes , Threw out the golden lure ...
Side 21
... pipe away , And lay me down to ravening wolves a prey ; While my torn limbs , asunder as they part , Shall please , like honey to the taste , thy heart ! IDYLLIUM IV . The Swains . BATTUS , A SHEPHERD , AND CORYDON , A NEATHERD , BATTUS ...
... pipe away , And lay me down to ravening wolves a prey ; While my torn limbs , asunder as they part , Shall please , like honey to the taste , thy heart ! IDYLLIUM IV . The Swains . BATTUS , A SHEPHERD , AND CORYDON , A NEATHERD , BATTUS ...
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... pipe may moulder into dust away , Framed by thy hands , in troth , for quick decay . COR . No , Battus , by the Nymphs , the pipe's my boon ! He gave it me ; and I know many a tune ! I chant sweet Glauca's songs and Pyrrhus ' lays ; 22 ...
... pipe may moulder into dust away , Framed by thy hands , in troth , for quick decay . COR . No , Battus , by the Nymphs , the pipe's my boon ! He gave it me ; and I know many a tune ! I chant sweet Glauca's songs and Pyrrhus ' lays ; 22 ...
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Adonis Alcmena amidst Amycus Anacreon ancient Apollonius Rhodius Aratus bard beautiful Bion bless'd bloom bosom Brasidas breast breath Bucolic Catullus character charms Cicada cries Cupid DAPH Daphnis death delight display'd e'en earth eclogue ELEGY Epigrams Epithalamium eyes fair fame fate flame flowers Galatea genius glow goat goatherd Gorgo grace Greek grove hail hath heart Heinsius Hercules herds herdsman honour Hylas Idyllia IDYLLIUM imitated Jove kiss live lover Lycidas maid melting cadence Moschus Muse Nicias numbers flow nymph o'er Orpheus Ovid pale pass'd passage pastoral woe piece Pindar pipe poem poet Pollux Praxinoe Priapus Ptolemy racters rise rustic sacred says scene shade SHEP shepherd Sicilian Sicily sigh sing sleep soft song sorrows soul strain of pastoral sung sure swain sweet tears tenderest notes complain thee Theocritus thine thou Thyrsis translator Tyrtæus Venus Virgil virgin Warton wave Whilst wild youth
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Side 203 - 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.
Side 306 - Was gather'd, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world...
Side 264 - Sing, O ye heavens; for the Lord hath done it: shout, ye lower parts of the earth: break forth into singing, ye mountains, O forest, and every tree therein: for the Lord hath redeemed Jacob, and glorified himself in Israel.
Side 258 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties, all a summer's day; While smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Side 297 - For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her mouth is smoother than oil: but her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword. Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell.
Side 257 - WOE to the land shadowing with wings, Which is beyond the rivers of Ethiopia : That sendeth ambassadors by the sea, Even in vessels of bulrushes upon the waters, saying. Go, ye swift messengers, To a nation scattered and peeled, To a people terrible from their beginning hitherto; A nation meted out and trodden down, Whose land the rivers have spoiled...
Side 305 - 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.
Side 261 - Can the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his spots ? then may ye also do good, that are accustomed to do evil.
Side 312 - Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
Side 257 - Adonis, who was killed by a wild boar in the mountains, out of which this stream rises. Something like this we saw actually come to pass: for the water was stained to a surprising redness; and, as we observed in travelling, had discoloured the sea a great way into a reddish hue, occasioned doubtless by a sort of minium, or red earth, washed into the river by the violence of the rain, and not by any stain from Adonis's blood...