Odes and epodesSanborn, 1901 - 487 sider |
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Side xi
... Caesar , B.c. 44 , by the civil war , in which with others of the young Roman nobility he joined the party of Brutus and Cassius against the triumvirs . Plutarch relates that Brutus , in the intervals of preparation for the campaign ...
... Caesar , B.c. 44 , by the civil war , in which with others of the young Roman nobility he joined the party of Brutus and Cassius against the triumvirs . Plutarch relates that Brutus , in the intervals of preparation for the campaign ...
Side xii
... Caesar's might . Whence when Philippi , with my pinions clipped , Struck to the dust , of land and fortune stripped , Turned me adrift , through poverty grown rash , At the versemonger's craft I made a dash . ' - - Martin . The next few ...
... Caesar's might . Whence when Philippi , with my pinions clipped , Struck to the dust , of land and fortune stripped , Turned me adrift , through poverty grown rash , At the versemonger's craft I made a dash . ' - - Martin . The next few ...
Side 4
... Caesar . III . Sic te diva potens Cypri , Sic fratres Helenae , lucida sidera , Ventorumque regat pater Obstrictis aliis praeter Iapyga , Navis , quae tibi creditum 5 Debes Vergilium , finibus Atticis Reddas incolumem precor Et serves ...
... Caesar . III . Sic te diva potens Cypri , Sic fratres Helenae , lucida sidera , Ventorumque regat pater Obstrictis aliis praeter Iapyga , Navis , quae tibi creditum 5 Debes Vergilium , finibus Atticis Reddas incolumem precor Et serves ...
Side 33
... Caesar , ab Italia volantem Remis adurgens , accipiter velut Molles columbas aut leporem citus Venator in campis nivalis Haemoniae , daret ut catenis Fatale monstrum . Quae generosius Perire quaerens nec muliebriter Expavit ensem nec ...
... Caesar , ab Italia volantem Remis adurgens , accipiter velut Molles columbas aut leporem citus Venator in campis nivalis Haemoniae , daret ut catenis Fatale monstrum . Quae generosius Perire quaerens nec muliebriter Expavit ensem nec ...
Side 76
... Caesar Hispana repetit penates Victor ab ora . Unico gaudens mulier marito 5 10 15 5 Prodeat iustis operata sacris Et soror clari ducis et decorae Supplice vitta Virginum matres iuvenumque nuper 10 Sospitum . Vos , o pueri et puellae ...
... Caesar Hispana repetit penates Victor ab ora . Unico gaudens mulier marito 5 10 15 5 Prodeat iustis operata sacris Et soror clari ducis et decorae Supplice vitta Virginum matres iuvenumque nuper 10 Sospitum . Vos , o pueri et puellae ...
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Side 168 - There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me— That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
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 390 - 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 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 388 - Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view...
Side 176 - Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To flutter — and the Bird is on the Wing.
Side 471 - 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 308 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Side 277 - Le temps s'en va, le temps s'en va, ma dame, Las ! le temps, non, mais nous nous en allons, Et tost serons estendus sous la lame.
Side 204 - 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.