Palæstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected by B.H. Kennedy |
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77. oldal
... think upon or nothing . Within few hours I shall not call in vain : Yet in this hour I dread the thing I dare : Until this hour I never shrunk to gaze - On spirit , good or evil : now I tremble E 3 INTO GREEK VERSE . 77.
... think upon or nothing . Within few hours I shall not call in vain : Yet in this hour I dread the thing I dare : Until this hour I never shrunk to gaze - On spirit , good or evil : now I tremble E 3 INTO GREEK VERSE . 77.
78. oldal
... dread his heart astound , Whose is the bloody form and pallid eye ? But when he knew Him , on his furrowed brow , And on his withered cheek and hoary head , In deep remorse he dealt the furious blow ; And turning , tearful , to his ...
... dread his heart astound , Whose is the bloody form and pallid eye ? But when he knew Him , on his furrowed brow , And on his withered cheek and hoary head , In deep remorse he dealt the furious blow ; And turning , tearful , to his ...
109. oldal
... dread I look'd aloft , and saw his shoulders broad Already vested with that planet's beam , Who leads all wanderers safe through every way . 416. Oh , the moon rises : what reflection Is thrown about this sanctified building E'en in a ...
... dread I look'd aloft , and saw his shoulders broad Already vested with that planet's beam , Who leads all wanderers safe through every way . 416. Oh , the moon rises : what reflection Is thrown about this sanctified building E'en in a ...
137. oldal
... , Let me have judgment , and the Jew his will . 468. So full of rage did the dread king appear , Or when with heaps he chok'd Seamander's flood , And When first he taught the Thracian foes to fear ; INTO GREEK VERSE . 137.
... , Let me have judgment , and the Jew his will . 468. So full of rage did the dread king appear , Or when with heaps he chok'd Seamander's flood , And When first he taught the Thracian foes to fear ; INTO GREEK VERSE . 137.
138. oldal
... dread . P. Yes , cause your death . C. Thrice happy were I dead . P. With rigorous torments . C. Let him torture me , Pull me in pieces , famish , fire me up , Fling me alive into a lion's den : There is no death so hard torments me so ...
... dread . P. Yes , cause your death . C. Thrice happy were I dead . P. With rigorous torments . C. Let him torture me , Pull me in pieces , famish , fire me up , Fling me alive into a lion's den : There is no death so hard torments me so ...
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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...