Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by H.A. Holden, 第 2 巻Hubert Ashton Holden 1864 |
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... voice so thrilling ne'er was heard in spring - time from the cuckoo - bird . PART III " " 89 483 , add author's name , T. SOUTHERN $ 100 509 , R. SOUTHEY 116 547 , H. TAYLOR " " " " H. TAYLOR " " " " " 170 668 , 215 758 , l . 10 , for ...
... voice so thrilling ne'er was heard in spring - time from the cuckoo - bird . PART III " " 89 483 , add author's name , T. SOUTHERN $ 100 509 , R. SOUTHEY 116 547 , H. TAYLOR " " " " H. TAYLOR " " " " " 170 668 , 215 758 , l . 10 , for ...
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... voice ! Oh blessed familiar sound stranger's I see the blue hills of my native shore , the far blue hills again ! those cordial tones before the captive bid them freshly rise for ever welcome ! Oh , by this deep joy know the true son of ...
... voice ! Oh blessed familiar sound stranger's I see the blue hills of my native shore , the far blue hills again ! those cordial tones before the captive bid them freshly rise for ever welcome ! Oh , by this deep joy know the true son of ...
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... voice tells nought of all the slow , sad , weary days , and long , long nights , through which the lonely soul poured itself forth , consumed itself away , in passionate adjurings , vain desires , and ceaselsss weepings for the early ...
... voice tells nought of all the slow , sad , weary days , and long , long nights , through which the lonely soul poured itself forth , consumed itself away , in passionate adjurings , vain desires , and ceaselsss weepings for the early ...
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... ! the tombs and monumental caves of death look cold , and shoot a chillness to my trembling heart . Give me thy hand , and let me hear thy voice ; F. S. III 5 422 423 424 nay , quickly speak to me , into Greek Tragic Iambic Verse 65.
... ! the tombs and monumental caves of death look cold , and shoot a chillness to my trembling heart . Give me thy hand , and let me hear thy voice ; F. S. III 5 422 423 424 nay , quickly speak to me , into Greek Tragic Iambic Verse 65.
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... voice ; -my own affrights me with its echoes . A COMPARISON W. CONGREVE HE lapse of time and rivers is the same , THE both speed their journey with a restless stream ; the silent pace , with which they steal away , no wealth can bribe ...
... voice ; -my own affrights me with its echoes . A COMPARISON W. CONGREVE HE lapse of time and rivers is the same , THE both speed their journey with a restless stream ; the silent pace , with which they steal away , no wealth can bribe ...
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arms bear beauty behold blood breath bright bring brother clouds comes course dare dark dead dear death deeds doth earth Edition eyes face fair fall father fear feel fire flowers follow force fortune friends give glory gods grave grief grow hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope hour keep king land leave light live look lord mean mind mother nature never night noble o'er once peace poor prince queen rest rise round seems SHAKESPEARE sleep soon sorrow soul speak spirit stand stood stream strength strong sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou thou art thought true turn unto virtue voice wind young youth
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478 ページ - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
201 ページ - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
375 ページ - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
435 ページ - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none ; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
209 ページ - O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction...
431 ページ - And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
514 ページ - HAIL, holy Light, offspring of heaven first-born, Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
289 ページ - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
183 ページ - By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms ; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
431 ページ - He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.