The Odes of HoraceW. Pickering, 1843 - 215 Seiten |
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... Jove now pour'd on earth below , Whose red right - hand our town appals , And shakes the temple's towering walls . Trembles the world lest Pyrrha's reign Rise , of new monsters to complain ; When Proteus ' herds , on deluge - tide ...
... Jove now pour'd on earth below , Whose red right - hand our town appals , And shakes the temple's towering walls . Trembles the world lest Pyrrha's reign Rise , of new monsters to complain ; When Proteus ' herds , on deluge - tide ...
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... Jove his current pours , - --- Fierce eddying to the Latian shores . Our youth from parents ' crimes how few ! Shall Romans ' sharpen'd falchions view , ww Design'd to quell the Parthian's rage- In discord's civil strife engage . What ...
... Jove his current pours , - --- Fierce eddying to the Latian shores . Our youth from parents ' crimes how few ! Shall Romans ' sharpen'd falchions view , ww Design'd to quell the Parthian's rage- In discord's civil strife engage . What ...
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Horace. To whom shall Jove assign the fate The crimes of Rome to expiate ? Prophetic Phoebus , come , we pray , Enrob'd in clouds - thy bright array ! Or , Venus , with thy rosy smile , Whom Mirth and Love attend the while ; Or thou ...
Horace. To whom shall Jove assign the fate The crimes of Rome to expiate ? Prophetic Phoebus , come , we pray , Enrob'd in clouds - thy bright array ! Or , Venus , with thy rosy smile , Whom Mirth and Love attend the while ; Or thou ...
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... Jove , The parent of the lyre you love ! 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 ...
... Jove , The parent of the lyre you love ! 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 ...
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... 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 C 3 ODE XI . 21 OF HORACE . Flying from Troy — with thee his guide ...
... 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 C 3 ODE XI . 21 OF HORACE . Flying from Troy — with thee his guide ...
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Adria's Apollo's Apulian arms Atrides Augustus Bacchus bard bear bids blest boast bold breeze brow Cæsar's Carthage cask Chloë Colchian crime cruel dark dart delight dire disgrace dread earth fair Falernian wine fame fate FAUNUS fear fierce flame flight flow Formian gentle glow Glycera gods gold grace groves Gyges hair heaven Henry Hesperia's honours Iapyx immortal impious Jove Latian Lord LYDIA lyre Mæcenas Mede Muse numbers nymphs o'er ODE XIV Orcus PHIDYLE Phoebus Pirithous plain praise prayer pride proud race rage rapid Roman Rome sacred sail Scorning Scythian seas Serjt shade shalt shine shore shun sing sire Six copies smile song soul spurns steed Sthenelus strain stream strife string sway sweet Telephus Teucer thee thine Thracian Three copies Thrice Tiber's tide toils trembling Trojan TYNDARIS Venus Vindelici virgin wanton waves Whate'er William wine wouldst thou wreath youth
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Seite 146 - How much." The quantum, "the due proportion." "His quantum of common sense," that is, "His amount
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.