Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by H.A. Holden, Band 2Hubert Ashton Holden 1864 |
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... look , look what thou hast brought this land to ! —Oh , fair flower , how lovely yet thy ruins shew , how sweetly even death embraces thee ! The peace of Heaven , the fellowship of all great souls , be with thee ! J. FLETCHER THE PROPER ...
... look , look what thou hast brought this land to ! —Oh , fair flower , how lovely yet thy ruins shew , how sweetly even death embraces thee ! The peace of Heaven , the fellowship of all great souls , be with thee ! J. FLETCHER THE PROPER ...
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... let it be free and negligent ; not clogged with ceremony or observance : give no man honour , but upon equal terms ; for look how much thou 364 365 giv'st any man above that , so much into Greek Tragic Iambic Verse 45.
... let it be free and negligent ; not clogged with ceremony or observance : give no man honour , but upon equal terms ; for look how much thou 364 365 giv'st any man above that , so much into Greek Tragic Iambic Verse 45.
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... , how peremptory , and unlike himself ? We knew the time since he was mild and affable ; and , if we did but glance a far - off look , immediately he was upon his knee . 379 380 381 But meet him now , and , 50 Passages for Translation.
... , how peremptory , and unlike himself ? We knew the time since he was mild and affable ; and , if we did but glance a far - off look , immediately he was upon his knee . 379 380 381 But meet him now , and , 50 Passages for Translation.
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... LOOK F. HEMANS from Goethe HAMLET TO HIS MOTHER OOK here , upon this picture , and on this , - the counterfeit presentment of two brothers . See , what a grace was seated on this brow : Hyperion's curls : the front of Jove himself ; an ...
... LOOK F. HEMANS from Goethe HAMLET TO HIS MOTHER OOK here , upon this picture , and on this , - the counterfeit presentment of two brothers . See , what a grace was seated on this brow : Hyperion's curls : the front of Jove himself ; an ...
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... look upon me ! after long desolation , now unfolds unto this new delight , to kiss thy head , thou dearest , dearest one of all on earth , to clasp thee with my arms , which were but thrown on the void winds before ! Oh give me way ...
... look upon me ! after long desolation , now unfolds unto this new delight , to kiss thy head , thou dearest , dearest one of all on earth , to clasp thee with my arms , which were but thrown on the void winds before ! Oh give me way ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.