The Odes of Horace, tr. by J. Scriven |
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... mortal man affright ! At heaven itself we strike the blow ; Nor do our impious crimes allow Great Jove- incens'd at human pride- To lay his fiery bolts aside . ODE IV . TO SESTIUS . WINTER severe departs ; ODE III . 9 OF HORACE .
... mortal man affright ! At heaven itself we strike the blow ; Nor do our impious crimes allow Great Jove- incens'd at human pride- To lay his fiery bolts aside . ODE IV . TO SESTIUS . WINTER severe departs ; ODE III . 9 OF HORACE .
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... blow- Now firmly fix'd - our column overthrow ; Nor crush our state with faction's fierce alarms , While rebel - riot shrieks , " to arms - to arms ! " See dire Necessity precede thy band , With spikes and wedges in her brazen hand ...
... blow- Now firmly fix'd - our column overthrow ; Nor crush our state with faction's fierce alarms , While rebel - riot shrieks , " to arms - to arms ! " See dire Necessity precede thy band , With spikes and wedges in her brazen hand ...
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... blow At distant Scythia , and our Arab foe ! ODE XXXVI . HITHER the plenteous incense bring ; Strike strike the lyre's melodious string ; - Let heifers ' votive blood be pour'd ; - The gods have Numida restor❜d ! He from Hesperia's ...
... blow At distant Scythia , and our Arab foe ! ODE XXXVI . HITHER the plenteous incense bring ; Strike strike the lyre's melodious string ; - Let heifers ' votive blood be pour'd ; - The gods have Numida restor❜d ! He from Hesperia's ...
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... blow , Shall lay the ill - omen'd bulwarks low ; While I - Jove's sister and his wife Myself will lead the victor - strife ; Thrice should Apollo raise the wall , Thrice by my Greeks the brass shall fall ; Thrice shall the wife , in ...
... blow , Shall lay the ill - omen'd bulwarks low ; While I - Jove's sister and his wife Myself will lead the victor - strife ; Thrice should Apollo raise the wall , Thrice by my Greeks the brass shall fall ; Thrice shall the wife , in ...
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... blow Of him , who bent to faithless foe , Who tamely felt the fetters tie His craven arms , yet fear'd to die ; Who to preserve his dastard life . Mingled inglorious peace with strife . O shame ! O Carthage , rais'd on high , Great from ...
... blow Of him , who bent to faithless foe , Who tamely felt the fetters tie His craven arms , yet fear'd to die ; Who to preserve his dastard life . Mingled inglorious peace with strife . O shame ! O Carthage , rais'd on high , Great from ...
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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.