Corpus Tibullianum

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American book Company, 1913 - 542 oldal
 

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405. oldal - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it : it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
382. oldal - O'er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp, Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death, A universe of death ; which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good ; Where all life dies, death lives, and nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons, and hydras, and chimeras dire.
490. oldal - UPON JULIA'S CLOTHES WHENAS in silks my Julia goes Then, then (methinks) how sweetly flows The liquefaction of her clothes. Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free; O how that glittering taketh me!
522. oldal - tis the way too thither. How happy here should I, And one dear She, live, and embracing die ! She, who is all the world, and can exclude In deserts solitude. I should have then this only fear — Lest men, when they my pleasures see, Should hither throng to live like me, And so make a city here.
490. oldal - Not, Celia, that I juster am Or better than the rest ; For I would change each hour, like them, Were not my heart at rest. But I am tied to very thee By every thought I have ; Thy face I only care to see, Thy heart I only crave. All that in woman is adored In thy dear self I find — For the whole sex can but afford The handsome and the kind. Why then should I seek further store, And still make love anew ? When change itself can give no more, Tis easy to be true.
409. oldal - Faire Venus sonne, that with thy cruell dart At that good knight so cunningly didst rove, That glorious fire it kindled in his hart...
302. oldal - ... Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty ! Make thick my blood ; Stop up...
198. oldal - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
107. oldal - ... flava Ceres, tibi sit nostro de rure corona spicea, quae templi pendeat ante fores, pomosisque ruber custos ponatur in hortis, terreat ut saeva falce Priapus aves. vos quoque, felicis quondam, nunc pauperis agri 20 custodes, fertis munera vestra, Lares.
383. oldal - Cocyto eructat harenam. portitor has horrendus aquas et flumina servat terribili squalore Charon, cui plurima mento canities inculta iacet, stant lumina flamma, 300 sordidus ex umeris nodo dependet amictus. ipse ratem conto subigit velisque ministrat et ferruginea subvectat corpora cumba, iam senior, sed cruda deo viridisque senectus.

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