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Amor amore annos arma bella bona caeli caelo caelum caput carmina corpore cura Death decus dedit deos deum deus dicere diem domum domus erit facta fata felix ferre first genus great habet hanc hinc hunc Hymen Hymenaee illa ille ipsa Iuppiter Latin Latio licet longa love lumina magis magna mala manu manus mare mater meis mihi mors multa neque nomen nulla numquam nunc oculos omne omnis opus orbem ossa pars pater pectore poetry precor primum procul puellae puer quamuis quas quin quique quis quondam quos rerum Roman saepe sanguine satis semper sidera simul sine siue super tamen tantum tellus tempora terra terris thee their they thou tibi tuis tunc turba uenit uerba uita uitae umbra Venus Vergil
Side 474 - Hark, they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Side 473 - Or wait the amen, ere thy poppy throws Around my bed its lulling charities ; Then save me, or the passed day will shine Upon my pillow, breeding many woes ; Save me from curious conscience, that still lords Its strength, for darkness burrowing like a mole ; Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards, And seal the hushed casket of my soul.
Side 473 - Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born, Relieve my languish, and restore the light ; With dark forgetting of my care return. And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill adventured youth : Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn, Without the torment of the night's untruth.
Side 460 - tis his fancy to run ; At night he reclines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day ; To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way : They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
Side 326 - ... vires ingenuae, salubre corpus; prudens simplicitas, pares amici; convictus facilis, sine arte mensa; nox non ebria sed soluta curis; non tristis torus et tamen pudicus; somnus qui faciat breves tenebras: quod sis esse velis nihilque malis; summum nee metuas diem nee optes.
Side 473 - Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw; 0 make in me those civil wars to cease; 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light, A rosy garland and a weary head; And if -these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see.
Side 144 - Cum semel occideris et de te splendida Minos fecerit arbitria, non, Torquate, genus, non te facundia, non te restituet pietas.
Side 463 - Fortune, that with malicious joy Does Man, her slave, oppress, Proud of her office to destroy, Is seldom pleased to bless ; Still various, and inconstant still, But with an inclination to be ill, Promotes, degrades, delights in strife, And makes a lottery of life. I can enjoy her while she's kind; But when she dances in the wind, And shakes...