Macaronic PoetryAppleton Morgan Hurd and Houghton, 1872 - 300 oldal |
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30. oldal
... Quid eft veritas ? " forms the admirable anagram , Eft vir qui adeft , " It is the man before you ! " Calvin , in the title - page of his " Institutes , " printed at Strasbourg in 1539 , calls himself Al- cuinas , which is the anagram ...
... Quid eft veritas ? " forms the admirable anagram , Eft vir qui adeft , " It is the man before you ! " Calvin , in the title - page of his " Institutes , " printed at Strasbourg in 1539 , calls himself Al- cuinas , which is the anagram ...
69. oldal
... quid potos , irrue fortis . VI . Multi cöeunt , pauci excedent : Plures lodix nivis obvolvet Heu fepulchrali nive quot mane- Quâ pes graditur cunque , fub omni bunt , Pal ! nec inutili . Requiefcat cefpite miles . INTROD . Virent ...
... quid potos , irrue fortis . VI . Multi cöeunt , pauci excedent : Plures lodix nivis obvolvet Heu fepulchrali nive quot mane- Quâ pes graditur cunque , fub omni bunt , Pal ! nec inutili . Requiefcat cefpite miles . INTROD . Virent ...
72. oldal
Appleton Morgan. INTROD . What care I how Black I be ? Quid eft mihi quo nigra fim ? Aureos habeo bis decim . Satin ' eft dos ? Non , dicis ? Alterps adde tot illis . Dabit mihi dos virum ; Robufta matris filia fum . Ba , ba , Black ...
Appleton Morgan. INTROD . What care I how Black I be ? Quid eft mihi quo nigra fim ? Aureos habeo bis decim . Satin ' eft dos ? Non , dicis ? Alterps adde tot illis . Dabit mihi dos virum ; Robufta matris filia fum . Ba , ba , Black ...
80. oldal
... Rixæ , pax , et ofcula Rubentis puellæ . Crefcit uva mollitur , Et puella crefcit ; Sed poeta , turpiter Sitiens , canefcit . Ubi funt , & c . Quid juvat æternitas , Nominis ? amore Nifi terræ filias Quid 80 Introduction .
... Rixæ , pax , et ofcula Rubentis puellæ . Crefcit uva mollitur , Et puella crefcit ; Sed poeta , turpiter Sitiens , canefcit . Ubi funt , & c . Quid juvat æternitas , Nominis ? amore Nifi terræ filias Quid 80 Introduction .
81. oldal
Appleton Morgan. Quid juvat æternitas , Nominis ? amore Nifi terræ filias Licet , et potare . Ubi , funt , & c . It is within the scope of the present work to regard the feature of rhyme in Latin verse , as the monopoly of doggerel or ...
Appleton Morgan. Quid juvat æternitas , Nominis ? amore Nifi terræ filias Licet , et potare . Ubi , funt , & c . It is within the scope of the present work to regard the feature of rhyme in Latin verse , as the monopoly of doggerel or ...
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æger againſt Alice Cary anagram ANTONIUS DE ARENA atque beſt calvis cantate Calvorum calvos calvum Camœnæ canibus CANUM caput Carmina catenis certamine chronogram clarifonæ compofed Conatus cuncti curious effe Engliſh eſt faid fame fatire fays fhall figh fimul firſt fome fuch funt fuper Galah hæc Harper's Magazine haud himſelf hunc Igno illi inter INTROD juſt laft laſt Latin letter lines Macaronic Macaronica mihi moſt muſt nobis noftro nunc nunquam omnes pacis paffim palindrome parati patriæ Perrimerri dictum pingue plebs poem poet poffum poft Poftquam populo Porcelli Porcellorum Porci PORCO Porcorum Porro prælia PREF princeps propter publiſhed PUGNA quæ quam Quid quod rhyme RONIC MACA RONIC POETRY MACA ſay ſecond ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpecimen ſtyle tamen terque thee theſe thoſe thou tibi tranflation Tunc uſe verfe verſe volo whoſe word
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