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... ancient Massic pours , And cheats the lingering noontide hours , Where Arbutus her shade supplies , And founts of sacred waters rise . Some love the camp , and martial state , Trumpets , and wars — the mothers ' hate . In the cold air ...
... ancient Massic pours , And cheats the lingering noontide hours , Where Arbutus her shade supplies , And founts of sacred waters rise . Some love the camp , and martial state , Trumpets , and wars — the mothers ' hate . In the cold air ...
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... ancient ash , nor cypress more Shall dread the tempest's angry roar . Unsought the morrow's fate remain , But count the accorded day as gain ; Nor spurn the dance , nor love's sweet vows , While whiteness spares thy youthful brows . Now ...
... ancient ash , nor cypress more Shall dread the tempest's angry roar . Unsought the morrow's fate remain , But count the accorded day as gain ; Nor spurn the dance , nor love's sweet vows , While whiteness spares thy youthful brows . Now ...
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... ancient realm of Troy . " What sweat from war - horse pours rior's face ! - - from war- What funeral - pyres afflict the Trojan race ! Even now her helm and shield Minerva tries , Her chariot proves while furious glance her eyes ...
... ancient realm of Troy . " What sweat from war - horse pours rior's face ! - - from war- What funeral - pyres afflict the Trojan race ! Even now her helm and shield Minerva tries , Her chariot proves while furious glance her eyes ...
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... Apollo's fervid rays . No change like this Quirinus saw ; Not such stern Cato's ancient law ; Small private means were theirs , The proud revenue of the state ; - but great No ten - feet porch , the taste to please 94 BOOK II . ODES.
... Apollo's fervid rays . No change like this Quirinus saw ; Not such stern Cato's ancient law ; Small private means were theirs , The proud revenue of the state ; - but great No ten - feet porch , the taste to please 94 BOOK II . ODES.
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... ancient Lamian race Descent , through faithful records , trace ! From him thy birth whom legend calls Prince of the ancient Formian walls ; Far ruling o'er Marica's coast , Where Liris ' flowing waves are lost . Unless the raven croaks ...
... ancient Lamian race Descent , through faithful records , trace ! From him thy birth whom legend calls Prince of the ancient Formian walls ; Far ruling o'er Marica's coast , Where Liris ' flowing waves are lost . Unless the raven croaks ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adria's Alcides Apollo's Apulian arms Atrides Augustus Bacchus bard bear blest boasts bold breeze brow Cæsar's Carthage cask Chloë Colchian crime cruel dark dart delight disgrace doom'd dread earth Eurus fair Falernian wine fame fate Faunus fear fierce fiery fire flame flight flow Formian gentle Glycera gods gold grace groves Gyges hair heaven Henry honours Iapyx immortal impious Jove Latian lengthen'd Lord LYDIA lyre MECENAS Mede Muse numbers nymphs o'er ODE VII ODE XIV Orcus PHIDYLE Phoebus Pirithous pour'd praise pride proud race rage rapid Roman Rome sacred Scorning Scythian seas Serjt shade shalt shine shore shun sing sire Six copies smile song soul spurns Sthenelus strain stream strife sway sweet Telephus Teucer thee thine Thracian Three copies Thrice Tiber's tide toil trembling Trojan TYNDARIS Venus Vindelici virgin wanton waves Whate'er wine wouldst thou wreath youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 146 - How much." The quantum, "the due proportion." "His quantum of common sense," that is, "His amount
Seite 6 - TO THE SHIP IN WHICH VIRGIL SAILED TO ATHENS. So may the queen of Cyprus...
Seite 54 - ODE XXXI. TO APOLLO. WHAT asks the bard at Delos' shrine, Whose goblet pours its earliest wine ? Not the rich store of golden grain, Which gilds Sardinia's fertile plain ; Not flocks from hot Calabria's shore ; Not gold, nor India's ivory store ; Nor lands, where Liris' waters stray, And — silent — eat their banks away.