Horace: Odes and EpodesB. H. Sanborn & Company, 1898 - 487 sider |
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Side 159
... and mar the song ' ; Theog . 567-570 , 973 ; Propert . 3. 7. 23 , Dum nos fata sinunt , oculos satiemus amore : | nox tibi longa venit nec reditura dies . ODE V. What slim lad holds dalliance with thee now BOOK I. , ODE IV . 159.
... and mar the song ' ; Theog . 567-570 , 973 ; Propert . 3. 7. 23 , Dum nos fata sinunt , oculos satiemus amore : | nox tibi longa venit nec reditura dies . ODE V. What slim lad holds dalliance with thee now BOOK I. , ODE IV . 159.
Side 160
... thee now , O Pyrrha . He I will rue the day that first he tempted the bright and fickle sea . I have long since hung up my dank and dripping weeds to Nep- tune . Milton's version is well known . Imitation by Cowley , Johnson's Poets , 7 ...
... thee now , O Pyrrha . He I will rue the day that first he tempted the bright and fickle sea . I have long since hung up my dank and dripping weeds to Nep- tune . Milton's version is well known . Imitation by Cowley , Johnson's Poets , 7 ...
Side 161
... thee ' ; Thomas Watson , Hecatompathia , 91 , Hang up your votive tables in the quyre | Of Cupid's church . ' 6 15. potenti : with maris . ODE VI . Varius will chant thy deeds by sea and land , Agrippa . I cannot rise to tragic or epic ...
... thee ' ; Thomas Watson , Hecatompathia , 91 , Hang up your votive tables in the quyre | Of Cupid's church . ' 6 15. potenti : with maris . ODE VI . Varius will chant thy deeds by sea and land , Agrippa . I cannot rise to tragic or epic ...
Side 162
... thee who thou art ' construction . Cf. 4. 14. 19 . 5. nos : cf. l . 17 and 2. 17. 32 , and Epist . passim . In the odes generally ego . - neque haec . nec for the paratactic form of ... parallels , cf. 3. 5. 27-30 . — dicere : very ...
... thee who thou art ' construction . Cf. 4. 14. 19 . 5. nos : cf. l . 17 and 2. 17. 32 , and Epist . passim . In the odes generally ego . - neque haec . nec for the paratactic form of ... parallels , cf. 3. 5. 27-30 . — dicere : very ...
Side 163
... thee , mighty king ? ' Raleigh , Epitaph on Sidney , Whose virtues wounded by my worthless rhyme , | Let angels speak , and heaven thy praises tell ' ; F. Q. 3. 2. 3 . 13. quis : who but a Varius ? κοχίτων . Cf. 3. 24. 5. n . adamantina ...
... thee , mighty king ? ' Raleigh , Epitaph on Sidney , Whose virtues wounded by my worthless rhyme , | Let angels speak , and heaven thy praises tell ' ; F. Q. 3. 2. 3 . 13. quis : who but a Varius ? κοχίτων . Cf. 3. 24. 5. n . adamantina ...
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Side 207 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
Side 243 - He that ruleth his spirit, is better than he that taketh a city,
Side 386 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall : Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Side 467 - And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: am I my brother's keeper? And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground.
Side 314 - They say the Lion and the Lizard keep The Courts where Jamshyd gloried and drank deep: And Bahram, that great Hunter — the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep.
Side 206 - As the waters fail from the sea, And the flood decayeth and drieth up : So man lieth down, and riseth not. Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, Nor be raised out of their sleep.
Side 204 - Mort a des rigueurs à nulle autre pareilles : On a beau la prier, La cruelle qu'elle est se bouche les oreilles Et nous laisse crier. Le pauvre en sa cabane, où le chaume le couvre, Est sujet à ses lois; Et la garde qui veille aux barrières du Louvre N'en défend point nos rois. De murmurer contre elle et perdre patience, II est mal à propos; Vouloir ce que Dieu veut est la seule science Qui nous met en repos.
Side 204 - When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain ; And the brown bright nightingale amorous Is half assuaged for Itylus, For the Thracian ships and the foreign faces, The tongueless vigil, and all the pain.
Side 102 - Nullis polluitur casta domus stupris, Mos et lex maculosum edomuit nefas, Laudantur simili prole puerperae, Culpam poena premit comes.
Side 453 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields, with bread, "Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.