Scriptores Erotici Græci: The Greek Romances of Heliodorus, Longus and Achilles Tatius; Comprising The Ethiopics, Or Adventures of Theagenes and Chariclea ...Bell, 1889 - 511 ページ |
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Achæmenes Achilles Tatius appeared arms arrived Arsace Bagoas beauty began body buccaneers Calasiris called Callisthenes Chariclea Charicles Charmides Clinias Clitopho Cnemon concealed Cybele Daphnis and Chloe daughter death deity delight desire Dryas Edition Egyptian embraced endeavoured enemy escape Ethiopian exclaimed eyes father favour fear flocks flowers fortune give goats gods Greek grief hand hear heard Heliodorus honour Hydaspes inquired king kiss Lamon Leucippe Leucippe's lover maiden manner marriage Melitta Menelaus mind mistress Myrtale Nausicles night Nile Notes Nymphs Oroondates passion Persians Persina pipe pirates Portrait present preserved priest prisoners promised received replied returned sacred sacrifice sail Satyrus seized shew sight slave sleep soon Sosthenes Sostratus soul stranger suffer sword Syene tears temple Theagenes Theagenes and Chariclea Thersander Thisbe thou thought Thyamis took Trachinus Trans vessel vols wine wish woman words wound young youth Zacynthus δὲ καὶ
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319 ページ - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
459 ページ - Subtle as sphinx; as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair ; And, when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility.
377 ページ - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
492 ページ - But if a woman have long hair, it is a glory to her, for her hair is given her for a covering.
427 ページ - Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ; Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ;— Lady M.
436 ページ - Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
162 ページ - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.