Poemata Latine partim reddita, partim scriptaTalboys et Wheeler, 1826 - 296 oldal |
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xii. oldal
... grave ; here must all his state leave him , and the honours are his no longer . Having thus amused myself in contemplating the vanity of human greatness ; what is it , said I , that can thus make us startle , and shrink at the thoughts ...
... grave ; here must all his state leave him , and the honours are his no longer . Having thus amused myself in contemplating the vanity of human greatness ; what is it , said I , that can thus make us startle , and shrink at the thoughts ...
xix. oldal
... grave , the soul dieth not , nor yet slumbereth : the place and condi- tion of unbodied spirits , who of all mankind knoweth ! What thought can conceive that which the eye never saw , nor the ear heard of ! Who shall inform me of that ...
... grave , the soul dieth not , nor yet slumbereth : the place and condi- tion of unbodied spirits , who of all mankind knoweth ! What thought can conceive that which the eye never saw , nor the ear heard of ! Who shall inform me of that ...
xxvii. oldal
... Grave · PAGE . 273 ibid . 274 ibid . ibid . 275 · 276 In effossum Sepulchrum 277 In Obitum Magistri Hanbury 278 In Obitum Magistri Cotes ibid . In Statuam Sepulchralem Infantis dormientis 279 Memoriæ sacrum Benjamini Ferrers , etc. ibid ...
... Grave · PAGE . 273 ibid . 274 ibid . ibid . 275 · 276 In effossum Sepulchrum 277 In Obitum Magistri Hanbury 278 In Obitum Magistri Cotes ibid . In Statuam Sepulchralem Infantis dormientis 279 Memoriæ sacrum Benjamini Ferrers , etc. ibid ...
40. oldal
Vincent Bourne. IN MILTONUM . MAXIMUS antiquis venisti moenibus hospes Jam tandem , nitidoque graves in marmore vultus Erigis , o decus , o tanti laus optima tecti ! Nec talis prisco Chaucerus conditur ingens In tumulo pater , aut vario ...
Vincent Bourne. IN MILTONUM . MAXIMUS antiquis venisti moenibus hospes Jam tandem , nitidoque graves in marmore vultus Erigis , o decus , o tanti laus optima tecti ! Nec talis prisco Chaucerus conditur ingens In tumulo pater , aut vario ...
46. oldal
... grave , Let her own that her shepherd was true . Then to her new love let her go , And deck her in golden array ; Be finest at every fine show , And frolic it all the long day : While Colin , forgotten and gone , No more shall be talk'd ...
... grave , Let her own that her shepherd was true . Then to her new love let her go , And deck her in golden array ; Be finest at every fine show , And frolic it all the long day : While Colin , forgotten and gone , No more shall be talk'd ...
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20. oldal - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
28. oldal - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
16. oldal - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
76. oldal - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
19. oldal - When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm unseen conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
24. oldal - O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker, face to face ; O, how shall I appear . 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O, how shall I appear...
23. oldal - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
19. oldal - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy.
84. oldal - In early youth I die : Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I ? "Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.