Palæstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected by B.H. Kennedy |
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47. oldal
... grief consum'd : Not ev❜n in death their sorrows are at rest . Here Phædra , Procris , and Pasiphae , Laodamia , and Evadne dwell ; And woful Eriphyle , showing still The cruel wounds inflicted by her son : And Cœneus , now a woman ...
... grief consum'd : Not ev❜n in death their sorrows are at rest . Here Phædra , Procris , and Pasiphae , Laodamia , and Evadne dwell ; And woful Eriphyle , showing still The cruel wounds inflicted by her son : And Cœneus , now a woman ...
66. oldal
... grief , With gloom mysterious , shroud thy inner mind ; Already many a year we wait in vain For one confiding utterance from thy breast . Long as I've known thee in this holy place , That look of thine hath ever made me shudder ; And ...
... grief , With gloom mysterious , shroud thy inner mind ; Already many a year we wait in vain For one confiding utterance from thy breast . Long as I've known thee in this holy place , That look of thine hath ever made me shudder ; And ...
67. oldal
... Grief is enchain'd with grief , and woe with woe . 317. C. Think on the king . G. The king , the tyrant king ? C. Your father . G. Yes , the murderer of my love . C. His force . G. The dead fear not the force of men . C. His care and grief ...
... Grief is enchain'd with grief , and woe with woe . 317. C. Think on the king . G. The king , the tyrant king ? C. Your father . G. Yes , the murderer of my love . C. His force . G. The dead fear not the force of men . C. His care and grief ...
70. oldal
... grief and woe . Bid him farewell ; commit him to the grave : Do him that kindness , and take leave of him . 325. As in September , when our year resigns The glorious sun to the cold watery signs , 326 . Which through the clouds looks on ...
... grief and woe . Bid him farewell ; commit him to the grave : Do him that kindness , and take leave of him . 325. As in September , when our year resigns The glorious sun to the cold watery signs , 326 . Which through the clouds looks on ...
76. oldal
... grief . A. ' Tis true , my love : but when they see that bright Perpetual traveller return , they warm And air their feathers at his beams , and sing Until their gratitude hath made them hoarse . 342. O mother , hear me yet before I die ...
... grief . A. ' Tis true , my love : but when they see that bright Perpetual traveller return , they warm And air their feathers at his beams , and sing Until their gratitude hath made them hoarse . 342. O mother , hear me yet before I die ...
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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...