Nova anthologia Oxoniensis: translations into Greek and Latin verseRobinson Ellis, Alfred Denis Godley Clarendon Press, 1899 - 279 páginas |
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... quis per aestus instabili rate piscator erras . me iuvabit vae tibi , sub platani recubare ramis , stratumque molli in gramine rivuli captare murmur , qui meditantibus oblectet aures , nec tumultu sollicitet graviore pectus . J. A. G. ...
... quis per aestus instabili rate piscator erras . me iuvabit vae tibi , sub platani recubare ramis , stratumque molli in gramine rivuli captare murmur , qui meditantibus oblectet aures , nec tumultu sollicitet graviore pectus . J. A. G. ...
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... A poor man's privilege to bear alone , Or in the narrow circle of his kinsmen , The penalties of evil , for in thine A nation's fate lies circled . King Adrastus ! PRIOR . XX Dicite , quis amor est mentis impendere rebus , 34 ANTHOLOGIA.
... A poor man's privilege to bear alone , Or in the narrow circle of his kinsmen , The penalties of evil , for in thine A nation's fate lies circled . King Adrastus ! PRIOR . XX Dicite , quis amor est mentis impendere rebus , 34 ANTHOLOGIA.
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... quis amor est mentis impendere rebus , naturae secreta patent quibus , unde petitum saecla apium primo didicere audacibus alis avia per caeli volitare et inane profundum ? unde illis vitanda palus , collisque petendus fertilior ...
... quis amor est mentis impendere rebus , naturae secreta patent quibus , unde petitum saecla apium primo didicere audacibus alis avia per caeli volitare et inane profundum ? unde illis vitanda palus , collisque petendus fertilior ...
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... quis latet incola terrae , et repetent ingens saecula sera decus . o si parte sui tangat divinior ignis extremum e tanta degeneremque domo , qui trepidis vestras imitatur nisibus alas , miraturque legens , et timet ipse sequi , ut ...
... quis latet incola terrae , et repetent ingens saecula sera decus . o si parte sui tangat divinior ignis extremum e tanta degeneremque domo , qui trepidis vestras imitatur nisibus alas , miraturque legens , et timet ipse sequi , ut ...
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... quis teneat risum , fiant si talia ? de te , Attice , quis siccis audiat ista genis ? H. S. J. XXXVII Ως ἔφατ ' , οἱ δ ̓ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ εἶν ἀγορῇ μακάρων , ἀνδρῶν δ ̓ ὕπερ οὔ τις ἄρ ̓ ἔτλη εἰπέμεναι ἔπος οὐδὲν ἰδὲ ...
... quis teneat risum , fiant si talia ? de te , Attice , quis siccis audiat ista genis ? H. S. J. XXXVII Ως ἔφατ ' , οἱ δ ̓ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ εἶν ἀγορῇ μακάρων , ἀνδρῶν δ ̓ ὕπερ οὔ τις ἄρ ̓ ἔτλη εἰπέμεναι ἔπος οὐδὲν ἰδὲ ...
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Página 62 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Página 70 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright...
Página 6 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: . The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Página 138 - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, \ At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 120 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill...
Página 68 - Thou hast nor youth, nor age ; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both: for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old, and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What 's yet in this, That bears the name of life ? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths: yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Página 56 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and God has given my share, — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Página 20 - How happy is he born and taught, That serveth not another's will! Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Página 132 - From camp to camp through the foul womb of night The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch...
Página 202 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world, dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom.