Palæstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected by B.H. Kennedy |
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6. oldal
... blood . 45. Still wind your way , ye mystic votaries , To Ceres ' shrine , nor dread the wintry tide ; For you the Lindian stranger Xenocles Hath built this causeway o'er Cephisus wide . 46. Happen whate'er there can , I will be just ...
... blood . 45. Still wind your way , ye mystic votaries , To Ceres ' shrine , nor dread the wintry tide ; For you the Lindian stranger Xenocles Hath built this causeway o'er Cephisus wide . 46. Happen whate'er there can , I will be just ...
13. oldal
... blood on me now : ' tis long since past . Hast thou thyself no crime , that thus from me Thou dost in horror shrink ? B. Most miserable man . O. Thou truly say'st- I am most miserable . 93. Happy to whom the gods have given a share Of ...
... blood on me now : ' tis long since past . Hast thou thyself no crime , that thus from me Thou dost in horror shrink ? B. Most miserable man . O. Thou truly say'st- I am most miserable . 93. Happy to whom the gods have given a share Of ...
20. oldal
... blood the sacrilege Ye shall atone ; thou , Turnus , rue the day , And pour too late to heaven repentant vows . Near had I gain'd the port , my last repose , A peaceful grave : of this am I depriv'd . 136. All is o'er , the pain , the ...
... blood the sacrilege Ye shall atone ; thou , Turnus , rue the day , And pour too late to heaven repentant vows . Near had I gain'd the port , my last repose , A peaceful grave : of this am I depriv'd . 136. All is o'er , the pain , the ...
21. oldal
... blood is lazy , dull'd by age , My strength enfeebled . Could I but recall The youth , which yonder varlet boldens thus , No prize - bull needed I to tempt me here . 140. Thou see'st how little shakes the kings whose power Hath long ...
... blood is lazy , dull'd by age , My strength enfeebled . Could I but recall The youth , which yonder varlet boldens thus , No prize - bull needed I to tempt me here . 140. Thou see'st how little shakes the kings whose power Hath long ...
28. oldal
... blood ; If frosts and fasts , hard lodging and thin weeds , Nip not the gaudy blossoms of your love , But that it bear this trial , and last love ; Then , at the expiration of the year , Come challenge me . 178. She fables not ; I feel ...
... blood ; If frosts and fasts , hard lodging and thin weeds , Nip not the gaudy blossoms of your love , But that it bear this trial , and last love ; Then , at the expiration of the year , Come challenge me . 178. She fables not ; I feel ...
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arm'd arms art thou Bacchus behold beneath BENJAMIN HALL KENNEDY blood breast breath bright brow Cacus Cæsar call'd child clouds Clytemnestra crown cruel Cybele dark dead death deeds deep delight dost doth dread Dryops earth eyes fair fate father fear fire flowers fortune French passages friends give gods gold grace grave Greek grief grove hand happy hath head hear heart heaven hither honour hope Ilion Jove king lady leave light live lived twice look lord Mark Antony Metre mighty mihi mortal mother ne'er never night noble nymph o'er once PALESTRA pity poor Priam rage round shine shore sire sleep Sophocles sorrow soul spirit stars sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself Trochaic Tyrian purple unto virtue waves weep wild wind wings would'st wound wretched youth
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193. oldal - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
152. oldal - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame ; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
231. oldal - That very time I saw (but thou could'st not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
330. oldal - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
162. oldal - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
157. oldal - If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats...
313. oldal - Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose. Another side, umbrageous grots and caves Of cool recess, o'er which the mantling vine Lays forth her purple grape, and gently creeps Luxuriant...
207. oldal - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare ', good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act...
91. oldal - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
224. oldal - As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious, Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard : no man cried, God save him...