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... wanton tooth . Ah ! dream not he shall constant prove , Who wounds that rosy bower of love , Where every kiss that parts the lips In nectar's own quintessence dips . Thrice and more happy they , whose minds Indissoluble union binds ...
... wanton tooth . Ah ! dream not he shall constant prove , Who wounds that rosy bower of love , Where every kiss that parts the lips In nectar's own quintessence dips . Thrice and more happy they , whose minds Indissoluble union binds ...
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... and shouts you In vain from Ajax ' swift pursuit you run . - shun , Alas ! those curls that pleas'd the wanton's lust Shall trail - though late in the avenging dust . · " What ! fear'st thou not Laertes ' crafty rage 30 BOOK I. ODES.
... and shouts you In vain from Ajax ' swift pursuit you run . - shun , Alas ! those curls that pleas'd the wanton's lust Shall trail - though late in the avenging dust . · " What ! fear'st thou not Laertes ' crafty rage 30 BOOK I. ODES.
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... No fear lest Cyrus ' wanton might Should seize thee in unequal fight ; Thy inoffensive garments tear , And rend the chaplet from thy hair . ODE XVIII . TO VARUS . VARUS , the sacred D 2 ODE XVII . 35 OF HORACE . The gods defend me : ...
... No fear lest Cyrus ' wanton might Should seize thee in unequal fight ; Thy inoffensive garments tear , And rend the chaplet from thy hair . ODE XVIII . TO VARUS . VARUS , the sacred D 2 ODE XVII . 35 OF HORACE . The gods defend me : ...
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... wanton breezes bear , And plunge them in the Cretan sea . Careless ! -what matters it to me Who lords it at the frozen pole ? Why trembles Tiridates ' soul ? Pimplean muse , whom founts delight , Approach where sunniest 46 BOOK I. QDES.
... wanton breezes bear , And plunge them in the Cretan sea . Careless ! -what matters it to me Who lords it at the frozen pole ? Why trembles Tiridates ' soul ? Pimplean muse , whom founts delight , Approach where sunniest 46 BOOK I. QDES.
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... wanton arm she flings , And closer than the ivy clings . ODE XXXVII . TO HIS COMPANIONS . Now , comrades , pass the goblet round , Now beat , with nimble foot , the ground , And now the Salian dainties place , Fit the immortals ' couch ...
... wanton arm she flings , And closer than the ivy clings . ODE XXXVII . TO HIS COMPANIONS . Now , comrades , pass the goblet round , Now beat , with nimble foot , the ground , And now the Salian dainties place , Fit the immortals ' couch ...
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.