The Odes of HoraceW. Pickering, 1843 - 215 Seiten |
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... arm our warfare leads . ODE III . TO THE SHIP IN WHICH VIRGIL SAILED TO ATHENS . So may the queen of Cyprus ' isle , So Helen's radiant brothers smile , So Eolus waft thee o'er the seas , With soft Iapyx ' favouring breeze , As thou ...
... arm our warfare leads . ODE III . TO THE SHIP IN WHICH VIRGIL SAILED TO ATHENS . So may the queen of Cyprus ' isle , So Helen's radiant brothers smile , So Eolus waft thee o'er the seas , With soft Iapyx ' favouring breeze , As thou ...
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... ? Why should his snowy arms disdain The warlike armour's livid stain ? From well - thrown quoit so nobly fam'd , Or dart beyond the boundary aim'd ! C Why hides he now - -like Thetis ' boy Ere ODE VIII . 17 OF HORACE .
... ? Why should his snowy arms disdain The warlike armour's livid stain ? From well - thrown quoit so nobly fam'd , Or dart beyond the boundary aim'd ! C Why hides he now - -like Thetis ' boy Ere ODE VIII . 17 OF HORACE .
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... : See , from her arm the pledge is snatch'd ! While now her finger yields the prize , She half accords yet half denies . ODE X. TO MERCURY . HAIL , Mercury ! from C 2 ODE IX . 19 OF HORACE . Leave to the gods the rest : ...
... : See , from her arm the pledge is snatch'd ! While now her finger yields the prize , She half accords yet half denies . ODE X. TO MERCURY . HAIL , Mercury ! from C 2 ODE IX . 19 OF HORACE . Leave to the gods the rest : ...
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... arms My Lydia's amorous raptures praise , The rising bile my rage betrays ; My senses reel - my color flies - And furtive tears suffuse mine eyes ; Proving how inwardly I glow , Consum'd by tortures fierce but slow . I burn , or if ...
... arms My Lydia's amorous raptures praise , The rising bile my rage betrays ; My senses reel - my color flies - And furtive tears suffuse mine eyes ; Proving how inwardly I glow , Consum'd by tortures fierce but slow . I burn , or if ...
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... arms groan around . Scarce can thy cordless keel sustain The shocks of the imperious main . Thy sails flap - ragged - on the air , And heaven disdains the afflicted prayer . What though a Pontic pine The daughter of a noble wood you ...
... arms groan around . Scarce can thy cordless keel sustain The shocks of the imperious main . Thy sails flap - ragged - on the air , And heaven disdains the afflicted prayer . What though a Pontic pine The daughter of a noble wood you ...
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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.