Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B. H. Kennedy, J. Riddell, and another], floribus legendisimpensis Georgii Bell in vico dicto Fleet Street, 1850 - 328 sider |
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Side 16
... Spirit of love ! Spirit of bliss ! The holiest time is the moonlight hour , And there never was moonlight so sweet as this ! MOORE . Spiritus Amoris potens . Spiritus celebrat orbem , cui fragrans 16 SABRINAE COROLLA .
... Spirit of love ! Spirit of bliss ! The holiest time is the moonlight hour , And there never was moonlight so sweet as this ! MOORE . Spiritus Amoris potens . Spiritus celebrat orbem , cui fragrans 16 SABRINAE COROLLA .
Side 17
... Amoris potens . Spiritus celebrat orbem , cui fragrans suspirium Perqve terras perqve caeli currit ardescens plagas . Qva genae rubent amantes , Spiritus propinqvus est ; Labra qva labris premuntur , Spiritus praesens adest . Halat ille ...
... Amoris potens . Spiritus celebrat orbem , cui fragrans suspirium Perqve terras perqve caeli currit ardescens plagas . Qva genae rubent amantes , Spiritus propinqvus est ; Labra qva labris premuntur , Spiritus praesens adest . Halat ille ...
Side 31
... amoris : Ille Neae roseo vernus in ore color ; Mollia curalii vincentia labra ruborem , Lumina crystalli splendidiora face . Dic etiam tanti qvae sit mihi caussa doloris : Mens rigida saxis aemula duritie . Illa pudicitiam monstrat rosa ...
... amoris : Ille Neae roseo vernus in ore color ; Mollia curalii vincentia labra ruborem , Lumina crystalli splendidiora face . Dic etiam tanti qvae sit mihi caussa doloris : Mens rigida saxis aemula duritie . Illa pudicitiam monstrat rosa ...
Side 53
... amoris habent . Nobis scire nefas , nec iam , mea vita , rogemus , Qvi mihi versarit , qvi tibi pectus amor : Qvem modo fallaci tu spe lactaris amantem , Qvae fuerit verbis capta puella meis , Astra satis norunt ; astris permitte , qvid ...
... amoris habent . Nobis scire nefas , nec iam , mea vita , rogemus , Qvi mihi versarit , qvi tibi pectus amor : Qvem modo fallaci tu spe lactaris amantem , Qvae fuerit verbis capta puella meis , Astra satis norunt ; astris permitte , qvid ...
Side 77
... amoris , Et memores orae nos vetet esse tuae ? Singula per notos dum rura revisimus agros , Et qvae sunt , animo , qvaeqve fuere , seqvor , Omnibus amissis tua iam lenimina nobis Et nemora et purae sola videntur aqvae . Tantum crescit ...
... amoris , Et memores orae nos vetet esse tuae ? Singula per notos dum rura revisimus agros , Et qvae sunt , animo , qvaeqve fuere , seqvor , Omnibus amissis tua iam lenimina nobis Et nemora et purae sola videntur aqvae . Tantum crescit ...
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Side 196 - 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, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Side 130 - twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit ? I lie, I am no counterfeit : to die, is to be a counterfeit ; for he is but the counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man : but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed.
Side 78 - The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream : And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east.
Side 156 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Side 154 - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. Tis morn ; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
Side 248 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths : their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.
Side 114 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion ; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience : for so work the honey-bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
Side 266 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or grey, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Side 152 - Sweet echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale Where the love-lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well: Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are? O, if thou have Hid them in some flowery cave, Tell me but where, Sweet Queen of Parley, Daughter of the Sphere! So may'st thou be translated to the skies, And give resounding grace to all Heaven's harmonies!
Side 258 - For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether. Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me ; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.