The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient, Mediæval, and Modern TimesG. Bell and sons, 1875 - 695 էջ |
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... soul among the godlike heroes rests . In process of time the brevity of the epigram recom- mended it for other purposes than mere superscriptions . Striking events in contemporary history , the noble deeds of illustrious patriots , and ...
... soul among the godlike heroes rests . In process of time the brevity of the epigram recom- mended it for other purposes than mere superscriptions . Striking events in contemporary history , the noble deeds of illustrious patriots , and ...
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... soul of a poet , and that he died young upon the eve of marriage . Now , in what respect do Pope's epitaphs display or fall short of the requirements of this style of composition ? First , with regard to the name of the dead . His ...
... soul of a poet , and that he died young upon the eve of marriage . Now , in what respect do Pope's epitaphs display or fall short of the requirements of this style of composition ? First , with regard to the name of the dead . His ...
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... soul sincere , In action faithful , and in honour clear ! Who broke no promise , serv'd no private end , Who gain'd no title , and who lost no friend : Ennobled by himself , by all approv'd , Prais'd , wept , and honour'd by the Muse he ...
... soul sincere , In action faithful , and in honour clear ! Who broke no promise , serv'd no private end , Who gain'd no title , and who lost no friend : Ennobled by himself , by all approv'd , Prais'd , wept , and honour'd by the Muse he ...
Էջ xxxiv
... Soul and senses take her part ; Could my life itself delight her , Life should leap to leave my heart . Strong , though soft , a lover's chain , Charm'd with woe and pleas'd with pain . Though the tender flame were dying , Love would ...
... Soul and senses take her part ; Could my life itself delight her , Life should leap to leave my heart . Strong , though soft , a lover's chain , Charm'd with woe and pleas'd with pain . Though the tender flame were dying , Love would ...
Էջ xxxix
... soul - stirring inscriptions of Simonides , and none can doubt the effect which those burning words must have had in rousing the martial spirit of the people to yet greater deeds of glory . In later times we view the decay of Greek ...
... soul - stirring inscriptions of Simonides , and none can doubt the effect which those burning words must have had in rousing the martial spirit of the people to yet greater deeds of glory . In later times we view the decay of Greek ...
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The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient ... Henry Philip Dodd Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1870 |
The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient ... Henry Philip Dodd Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1876 |
The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient ... Henry Philip Dodd Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1870 |
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Էջ 561 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Էջ 237 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Էջ 214 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? " Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic k summer's heat?
Էջ 458 - Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember ? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : And yet, within a month,— Let me not think on't, — Frailty, thy name is woman ! — A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears : — why she, even she, — O heaven ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason...
Էջ 166 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black...
Էջ 155 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Էջ 397 - Euripides, and Sophocles to us, Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova, dead, To life again, to hear thy buskin tread And shake a stage; or when thy socks were on, Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Էջ 432 - O gentle sleep ! Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh...
Էջ 267 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Էջ 34 - Ay me ! I fondly dream, Had ye been there — for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself, for her enchanting son, Whom universal Nature did lament, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?