Chapters on the Poets of Ancient GreeceWhittaker & Company, 1841 - 263 oldal |
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... AND GRATEFUL RECOLLECTION OF THE HAPPY TIME SPENT IN ACQUIRING , UNDER HIM , THE FIRST KNOWLEDGE OF THE POETS OF ANCIENT GREECE , BY HIS EVER ATTACHED FRIEND AND PUPIL . } PREFACE . THE greater part of the following Chapters.
... AND GRATEFUL RECOLLECTION OF THE HAPPY TIME SPENT IN ACQUIRING , UNDER HIM , THE FIRST KNOWLEDGE OF THE POETS OF ANCIENT GREECE , BY HIS EVER ATTACHED FRIEND AND PUPIL . } PREFACE . THE greater part of the following Chapters.
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... happy position of words concurring with the senti- ment to be rendered . It is given as a specimen to the reader of the form which the thoughts of Sappho loved to take . The rest of the fragments shall be clothed in metre less harsh and ...
... happy position of words concurring with the senti- ment to be rendered . It is given as a specimen to the reader of the form which the thoughts of Sappho loved to take . The rest of the fragments shall be clothed in metre less harsh and ...
74. oldal
... Happy as the gods is he Who shall sit in sight of thee , Ever watching thee , the while , Sweetly speak and softly smile . When I saw thee , ill at rest Leapt my heart within my breast ; I would speak , but on my tongue Mute the ...
... Happy as the gods is he Who shall sit in sight of thee , Ever watching thee , the while , Sweetly speak and softly smile . When I saw thee , ill at rest Leapt my heart within my breast ; I would speak , but on my tongue Mute the ...
76. oldal
... happy bridegroom . We have one fragment , recording the poetic wrath of its au- thoress against some common - place person of her acquaintance . ' It has the appearance , ' says a former translator of these frag- ments , ' of a burst of ...
... happy bridegroom . We have one fragment , recording the poetic wrath of its au- thoress against some common - place person of her acquaintance . ' It has the appearance , ' says a former translator of these frag- ments , ' of a burst of ...
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... Happy , thrice happy , is their fate ; Their tomb , an altar consecrate ; Before our mourning be our praise , Before the wail the triumph raise ; Such high desert , and such a tomb , Not rust , nor years , shall e'er consume . There ...
... Happy , thrice happy , is their fate ; Their tomb , an altar consecrate ; Before our mourning be our praise , Before the wail the triumph raise ; Such high desert , and such a tomb , Not rust , nor years , shall e'er consume . There ...
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1st Athenian 2nd Athenian Admetus Æschylus Agamemnon Alcestis Alcmena ancient Ancient Greece Apollo Athens beauty behold beneath blood Boeotia Book bright chapter child Chorus Clytemnestra Creon Cyclops dark dead dear death deep divine dost doth drama dread earth Edipus Eschylus Euripides eyes fate father fear glory goddess gods Gorgo Grecian Greece Greek hand happy hath heart heaven heavenly Hephaestus Hercules Hermes Homer Hoopooe Iliad island Jocasta king land light live mighty mother Ida mourning murder nymphs o'er ocean Odysseus Oedipus Orestes palace play poem poet Poetry Praxinoa Prometheus prophet queen readers rock round sacred Sappho scene Servant shalt sing sleep song Sophocles sorrow soul speak stranger suitors sweet tears Teiresias Telemachus tell Thebes thee Theocritus Theseus Thessaly thine things thou hast thou wilt toil tomb Trojan Troy wandering weeping wife words Zeus
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245. oldal - Where on the ^Egean shore a city stands, Built nobly, pure the air, and light the soil ; Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence, native to famous wits Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades. See there the olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long; There flowery hill Hymettus, with the sound Of bees...
186. oldal - Death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom washed from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind.
244. oldal - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
186. oldal - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
15. oldal - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
246. oldal - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king! All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants belong to thee; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice. Man for thee does sow and plough; Farmer he, and landlord thou!
50. oldal - I ran it through, even from my boyish days, To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
51. oldal - In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. AH round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon ; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem.
257. oldal - Fresh as the foam, new-bathed in Paphian wells, With rosy slender fingers backward drew From her warm brows and bosom her deep hair Ambrosial, golden round her lucid throat And shoulder: from the violets her light foot Shone rosy-white, and o'er her rounded form Between the shadows of the vine-bunches Floated the glowing sunlights, as she moved.
223. oldal - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...