The Odes of Horace, tr. by J. Scriven |
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... thee- -sooner for our crimes ! Our triumphs still - oh ! still inspire , Hail'd as our sovereign and our sire ! Nor need we dread the incursive Medes , While Cæsar's arm our warfare leads . ODE III . TO THE SHIP IN WHICH VIRGIL SAILED ...
... thee- -sooner for our crimes ! Our triumphs still - oh ! still inspire , Hail'd as our sovereign and our sire ! Nor need we dread the incursive Medes , While Cæsar's arm our warfare leads . ODE III . TO THE SHIP IN WHICH VIRGIL SAILED ...
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... Thee soon dark night - with Manes ' fabled train- And Pluto's gloomy mansion , shall restrain ; Where- once arrived . no longer shalt thou know The wine's dominion by the dice's throw ; No longer tender Lycidas admire , Whom maids shall ...
... Thee soon dark night - with Manes ' fabled train- And Pluto's gloomy mansion , shall restrain ; Where- once arrived . no longer shalt thou know The wine's dominion by the dice's throw ; No longer tender Lycidas admire , Whom maids shall ...
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... thee - credulous to find A treasure ever free and ever kind , Nor dreams of the inconstant breeze . Ah , hapless ! whom — untried — you please ! The sacred wall the sea - god's care Shows , by a votive tablet there , My dripping vest ...
... thee - credulous to find A treasure ever free and ever kind , Nor dreams of the inconstant breeze . Ah , hapless ! whom — untried — you please ! The sacred wall the sea - god's care Shows , by a votive tablet there , My dripping vest ...
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... Thee would I sing , whose pilfering pride Delights each sportive theft to hide . When Phoebus , with his threatening brow , Bade you the stolen beeves avow , He laugh'd , to find a boy like you Had robb'd him of his quiver too . Flying ...
... Thee would I sing , whose pilfering pride Delights each sportive theft to hide . When Phoebus , with his threatening brow , Bade you the stolen beeves avow , He laugh'd , to find a boy like you Had robb'd him of his quiver too . Flying ...
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... Fates decree with patience bear ! If Jove more winters grant , or now the last Embroil the rocks and waves with Tuscan blast . Be wise : rack off your wines , while yet с 3 ODE XI . 21 OF HORACE . Flying from Troy - with thee his guide- ...
... Fates decree with patience bear ! If Jove more winters grant , or now the last Embroil the rocks and waves with Tuscan blast . Be wise : rack off your wines , while yet с 3 ODE XI . 21 OF HORACE . Flying from Troy - with thee his guide- ...
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.