Progressive exercises on the composition of Greek iambic verseWhittaker & Company, 1847 - 123 Seiten |
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... soul be . Resolve also ( de ) to please all , not thyself alone . The joy of life to men is ( répuкe ) woman . Who lives a happy ( kaλòs ) life , if he have not a wife ? 70 Now sovereignty ( Bariλela ) is the living ( μvxos ) image of ...
... soul be . Resolve also ( de ) to please all , not thyself alone . The joy of life to men is ( répuкe ) woman . Who lives a happy ( kaλòs ) life , if he have not a wife ? 70 Now sovereignty ( Bariλela ) is the living ( μvxos ) image of ...
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... soul , So that the maiden besought me out of earnest heart To tell the complete tale of my wandering , Of which she was indeed informed of small parts , But not at least accurately , so as to know it all . And I then indeed consented ...
... soul , So that the maiden besought me out of earnest heart To tell the complete tale of my wandering , Of which she was indeed informed of small parts , But not at least accurately , so as to know it all . And I then indeed consented ...
Seite 64
... Soul let - loose . And the sword indeed is at hand ( πáρa ) , Again this my naked breast ( plur . ) is before thee ( „ ápa ) ; and in it is a heart Dearer to me than the mines of Plutus , and than gold . Come on , if thou art a Roman ...
... Soul let - loose . And the sword indeed is at hand ( πáρa ) , Again this my naked breast ( plur . ) is before thee ( „ ápa ) ; and in it is a heart Dearer to me than the mines of Plutus , and than gold . Come on , if thou art a Roman ...
Seite 68
... soul with thyself : The boy yet lives , for this hand a maiden Is yet , having done none at all of the things thou speakest of , Nor hath it been bloodstained with murderous drops , VIII . 1. 10. " Utterly , " with an adjective , often ...
... soul with thyself : The boy yet lives , for this hand a maiden Is yet , having done none at all of the things thou speakest of , Nor hath it been bloodstained with murderous drops , VIII . 1. 10. " Utterly , " with an adjective , often ...
Seite 69
... soul Resides , which from thy loyalty of old Is conscious that it has received good , and purposes one - day , In - return - doing thee good , to lay on thee twice as great an obligation . And not ever of thy oaths which thou swarest ...
... soul Resides , which from thy loyalty of old Is conscious that it has received good , and purposes one - day , In - return - doing thee good , to lay on thee twice as great an obligation . And not ever of thy oaths which thou swarest ...
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 102 - For, by the sacred radiance of the sun ; The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operations of the orbs, From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood. And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee, from this, for ever...
Seite 113 - Action is transitory — a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle— this way or that — 'Tis done, and in the after vacancy We wonder at ourselves like men betrayed: Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
Seite 99 - Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win. Thou'dst have, great Glamis, that which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it, And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should...
Seite 99 - Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, And the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped. Then shall the lame man leap as an hart, and the tongue of the dumb shall sing: For in the wilderness shall waters break out, and streams in the desert.
Seite 106 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir; Give me a gash, put me to present pain; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with great sweetness.
Seite 115 - A whirlwind rose, that, with a violent blast, Shook all the dome : the doors around me clapt ; The iron wicket, that defends the vault, Where the long race of Ptolemies is laid, Burst open, and disclosed the mighty dead. From out each monument, in order placed, An armed ghost starts up: the boy-king last Reared his inglorious head. A peal of groans Then followed, and a lamentable voice Cried, Egypt is no more...
Seite 108 - Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes, I should have found in some place of my soul A drop of patience...
Seite 102 - The barbarous Scythian, Or he that makes his generation messes To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and relieved, As thou my sometime daughter.
Seite 99 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness, To catch the nearest way. Thou would'st be great; Art not without ambition; but without The illness should attend it. What thou would'st highly, That...