Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by H.A. Holden, Bind 2Hubert Ashton Holden 1864 |
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Side 19
... glory ! Oh ! Sir , lie no more . J. FLETCHER PUNISHMENT - WHY NOT REGULAR UE punishment DUE succeeds not always after an offence ; for oftentimes ' tis for our chastisement that heaven doth with wicked men dispense , that , when they ...
... glory ! Oh ! Sir , lie no more . J. FLETCHER PUNISHMENT - WHY NOT REGULAR UE punishment DUE succeeds not always after an offence ; for oftentimes ' tis for our chastisement that heaven doth with wicked men dispense , that , when they ...
Side 26
... glory is to calm contending kings ; to stamp his awful seal on agéd things : to wake the morn and centinel the night : to scourge the wronger till he render right : to ruinate proud buildings by his Hours , and smear with dust their ...
... glory is to calm contending kings ; to stamp his awful seal on agéd things : to wake the morn and centinel the night : to scourge the wronger till he render right : to ruinate proud buildings by his Hours , and smear with dust their ...
Side 35
... glory or the terror of the world . A. SWANWICK from Goethe 329 THE OF LIFE AND DEATH HE ports of death are sins : of life , good deeds ; through which our merit leads us to our meeds . How wilful blind is he , then , that would stray ...
... glory or the terror of the world . A. SWANWICK from Goethe 329 THE OF LIFE AND DEATH HE ports of death are sins : of life , good deeds ; through which our merit leads us to our meeds . How wilful blind is he , then , that would stray ...
Side 36
... glory of a creditor , both thanks and use . W. SHAKESPEARE HYPOCRISY - GENERAL AY not , my art is fraud : all live by seeming . SAY The beggar begs with it , and the gay courtier gains land and title , rank and rule , by seeming ; the ...
... glory of a creditor , both thanks and use . W. SHAKESPEARE HYPOCRISY - GENERAL AY not , my art is fraud : all live by seeming . SAY The beggar begs with it , and the gay courtier gains land and title , rank and rule , by seeming ; the ...
Side 38
... glory , like a sea - mark , guide their course in the rough voyages of tempestuous life ; season their early youth with wholesome precepts ; teach them to merit , not desire dominion ; but above all , let fortitude and courage prepare ...
... glory , like a sea - mark , guide their course in the rough voyages of tempestuous life ; season their early youth with wholesome precepts ; teach them to merit , not desire dominion ; but above all , let fortitude and courage prepare ...
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arms art thou bear BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER beauty behold blood breast breath brother Cæsar clouds Conic Sections Creon crown Cymbeline dare dark dead dear death deeds dost doth dream earth Edition eyes fair fate father fear FLETCHER flowers fortune friends gentle give glory gods grace grave grief hand hate hath head hear heart heaven honour J. W. DONALDSON king leave light live look lord LORD BYRON Lycidas MASSINGER mighty MILTON mind mother Nathos ne'er never night noble Noble Kinsmen numbers o'er peace PHILIP VAN ARTEVELDE pity poor prince queen S. T. COLERIDGE SHAKESPEARE shame sleep sorrow soul speak spirit St John's College stood stream sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue Trinity College unto virtue voice waves weep wind wretched youth
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Side 478 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Side 201 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Side 375 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Side 435 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none ; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Side 209 - O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction...
Side 431 - And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Side 514 - HAIL, holy Light, offspring of heaven first-born, Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Side 289 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Side 183 - By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms ; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Side 431 - He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.