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... heaven to earth , from earth to heaven : And smile , and look politely round , To catch a casual suggestion ; But make no effort to propound Any solution of the question . And so not much esteemed was he Of the authorities : and ...
... heaven to earth , from earth to heaven : And smile , and look politely round , To catch a casual suggestion ; But make no effort to propound Any solution of the question . And so not much esteemed was he Of the authorities : and ...
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... heaven ; And the schoolboy groans on hearing That eternal clock strike seven : - Now the waggoner is driving Towards the fields his clattering wain ; Now the bluebottle , reviving , Buzzes down his native pane . But to me the morn is ...
... heaven ; And the schoolboy groans on hearing That eternal clock strike seven : - Now the waggoner is driving Towards the fields his clattering wain ; Now the bluebottle , reviving , Buzzes down his native pane . But to me the morn is ...
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... heaven knows how . When the evening shades are deepened , And I doff my hat and gloves , No sweet bird is there to " cheep and Twitter twenty million loves : " No dark - ringleted canaries Sing to me of " hungry foam ; " No imaginary ...
... heaven knows how . When the evening shades are deepened , And I doff my hat and gloves , No sweet bird is there to " cheep and Twitter twenty million loves : " No dark - ringleted canaries Sing to me of " hungry foam ; " No imaginary ...
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... one wild cry she prest Each singly to her heart , and faltered , " Heaven be blest ! " Yet once again I saw her , from the deck Of a black ship that steamed towards Blackwall . She walked upon my first . Her stately neck Bent CHARADES.
... one wild cry she prest Each singly to her heart , and faltered , " Heaven be blest ! " Yet once again I saw her , from the deck Of a black ship that steamed towards Blackwall . She walked upon my first . Her stately neck Bent CHARADES.
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... horn , Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night , Oft till the star that rose , at evening , bright , Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel . Quare agite , o sacri fontis queis cura , sorores 108 TRANSLATIONS .
... horn , Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night , Oft till the star that rose , at evening , bright , Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel . Quare agite , o sacri fontis queis cura , sorores 108 TRANSLATIONS .
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Achaians Atreus Beer Bell blue Christ Church Crown 8vo Curante D.D. Second Edition dark Dean of Canterbury Deighton doth dream English enim Epistles ex recensione F. H. SCRIVENER fair Fellow of Trinity Four Sermons preached fremens gaze GOODWIN Greek hand hath hear heaven Houndsditch Hulsean Lectures Hyperides J. W. DONALDSON JONATHAN PALMER Jove juventa Königswinter late Fellow Latin Lectures Lord Lyce Lycidas mind morn muse neath neque never night Notes o'er omnes once p'raps pipe Post 8vo prayer puer quæ queis quid Quod recensuit refert revised rose SELWYN Shrewsbury School sing Sive smile soft soul stout Students sweet Testament Text thee thine thing Third Edition tibi Translation Trinity College Tripos University of Cambridge unto venit Verse W. H. MILL wild wind young
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Página 112 - 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 108 - 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 118 - 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 116 - 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 108 - 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...
Página 118 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swol'n with wind and the rank mist they draw Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Página 124 - 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 : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
Página 110 - Tempered to the oaten flute Rough Satyrs danced, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would not be absent long; And old Damoetas loved to hear our song. But, oh! the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone and never must return!
Página 126 - ... 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 130 - Above the wood which grides and clangs Its leafless ribs and iron horns Together, in the drifts that pass To darken on the rolling brine That breaks the coast. But fetch the wine, Arrange the board and brim the glass ; Bring in great logs and let them lie, To make a solid core of heat ; Be cheerful-minded, talk and treat Of all things ev'n as he were by ; We keep the day.