Verses and TranslationsDeighton, Bell, 1862 - 203 páginas |
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... towards home , or home - brewed liquor . It is ( in fact ) the evening - that pure and pleasant time , When stars break into splendour , and poets into rhyme ; B When in the glass of Memory the forms of loved VISIONS.
... towards home , or home - brewed liquor . It is ( in fact ) the evening - that pure and pleasant time , When stars break into splendour , and poets into rhyme ; B When in the glass of Memory the forms of loved VISIONS.
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... star that shines- I mean of course the writer Of these pathetic lines ? Who knows ? As quoth Sir Walter , " Time rolls his ceaseless course : The Grace of yore " may alter- And then , I've one resource : I'll invest in a bran - new ...
... star that shines- I mean of course the writer Of these pathetic lines ? Who knows ? As quoth Sir Walter , " Time rolls his ceaseless course : The Grace of yore " may alter- And then , I've one resource : I'll invest in a bran - new ...
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... stars are twinkling there , ( As they did in Watts's hymns , and Made him wonder what they were :) When the forest - nymphs are beading Fern and flower with silvery dew- My infallible proceeding Is to wake , and think of you . When the ...
... stars are twinkling there , ( As they did in Watts's hymns , and Made him wonder what they were :) When the forest - nymphs are beading Fern and flower with silvery dew- My infallible proceeding Is to wake , and think of you . When the ...
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... stars , " I hear that youth - with more than usual power And pathos - struggling with the first few bars . And I do think the amateur cornopean Should be put down by law - but that's perhaps Utopian . Who knows what " things unknown " I ...
... stars , " I hear that youth - with more than usual power And pathos - struggling with the first few bars . And I do think the amateur cornopean Should be put down by law - but that's perhaps Utopian . Who knows what " things unknown " I ...
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... stars no doubt , if one looked out , Might be observed to shine : And sitting by the embers I elevate my members On a stray chair , and then and there Commence a Valentine . Yea ! by St. Valentinus , Emma shall not be minus What all ...
... stars no doubt , if one looked out , Might be observed to shine : And sitting by the embers I elevate my members On a stray chair , and then and there Commence a Valentine . Yea ! by St. Valentinus , Emma shall not be minus What all ...
Términos y frases comunes
Achaians Achilles aforetime Agamemnon Atreus Beer blue Briseis brow caput caterva Chryse Clytemnestra Cyclops dark dear doth dream drink enim escutcheon fair fibula flower FRONDES EST UBI gaze gods Grace green Hæc hand haply hath haud hear heart heaven honour Houndsditch instar Jamque JONATHAN PALMER Jove juvenis juventa Königswinter light linger Lyce Lycidas mensas mind morn muse neath neque never night nose Nymphs o'er Odit omnes once p'raps Peleus Phoebus Apollo pipe prayer puer quæ queis Quicquid quid Quod ransom rebus refert rose shade sing sleep smile soft SORACTE soul spake stars stout portèr stream sweet tell thee thine thing thou art Thou shalt tibi tuam UBI DECIDANT unto venit venti vero voice walked wandered wild wind wine wing youth Zeus
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Página 114 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream : Ah me ! I fondly dream, Had ye been there...
Página 110 - Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well, That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring; Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string.
Página 126 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor ; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Página 120 - Ah, who hath reft," quoth he, "my dearest pledge?" Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain). He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake : "How well could I have spared for thee, young swain, Anow of such as, for their bellies...
Página 122 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Página 116 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.
Página 118 - And questioned every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory: They knew not of his story; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon...
Página 124 - Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled ; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Página 128 - ... his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore, In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Página 110 - And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns...