Apis matina: Verses translated and originalMacmillan and Bowes, 1900 - 207페이지 |
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... actutum pavor occupat ora Latinis , qui rigido staret poplite , nullus erat ; postquam Tarquinius , cui par non alter in armis , hoste super caeso caesus et ipse iacet . THE WOODMAN AND HIS DOG . Forth goes the woodman 13.
... actutum pavor occupat ora Latinis , qui rigido staret poplite , nullus erat ; postquam Tarquinius , cui par non alter in armis , hoste super caeso caesus et ipse iacet . THE WOODMAN AND HIS DOG . Forth goes the woodman 13.
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... How sound is thy slumber ! Like the dew on the mountain , Like the foam on the river , Like the bubble on the fountain , Thou art gone , and for ever . SIR W. SCOTT . quem rapidae vexere iugi super ardua plantae , qui monitor 22.
... How sound is thy slumber ! Like the dew on the mountain , Like the foam on the river , Like the bubble on the fountain , Thou art gone , and for ever . SIR W. SCOTT . quem rapidae vexere iugi super ardua plantae , qui monitor 22.
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Verses translated and original Edward Mallet Young. quem rapidae vexere iugi super ardua plantae , qui monitor dubiis optimus unus eras : quem manus in praedam totiens rubefacta cruore impulit , a , quam te nunc sopor altus habet ! ut ...
Verses translated and original Edward Mallet Young. quem rapidae vexere iugi super ardua plantae , qui monitor dubiis optimus unus eras : quem manus in praedam totiens rubefacta cruore impulit , a , quam te nunc sopor altus habet ! ut ...
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... the heart of Ellen . In vain he weeps , in vain he sighs , Her cheek is cold as ashes ; Nor love's own kiss shall wake those eyes To lift their silken lashes . CAMPBELL . MORITURA SUPER CRUDELI FUNERE . Marcius ora suae videt intabescere ...
... the heart of Ellen . In vain he weeps , in vain he sighs , Her cheek is cold as ashes ; Nor love's own kiss shall wake those eyes To lift their silken lashes . CAMPBELL . MORITURA SUPER CRUDELI FUNERE . Marcius ora suae videt intabescere ...
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Verses translated and original Edward Mallet Young. MORITURA SUPER CRUDELI FUNERE . Marcius ora suae videt intabescere natae ; perculit , a , quantus corda paterna dolor : ' quem profugum exegi , nubas licet , inquit , amanti , nulla ...
Verses translated and original Edward Mallet Young. MORITURA SUPER CRUDELI FUNERE . Marcius ora suae videt intabescere natae ; perculit , a , quantus corda paterna dolor : ' quem profugum exegi , nubas licet , inquit , amanti , nulla ...
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6 페이지 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy: To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! THOMAS HOOD.
68 페이지 - Down went the Royal George With all her crew complete. Toll for the brave ! Brave Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
168 페이지 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
174 페이지 - Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee and adore, Oh for grace to love thee more ! + CXIX.
98 페이지 - Say, Father, say, If yet my task is done!" He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. "Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!
156 페이지 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — oh my daughter...
22 페이지 - But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage counsel in cumber.
38 페이지 - With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick ; Who cried aloud, " What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
66 페이지 - TOLL for the brave ! The brave that are no more ! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land-breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset ; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.
62 페이지 - WHEN Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this strain : ' Rule, Britannia, rule the waves, Britons never will be slaves.