Kottabos: College Miscellany, Հատոր 3,Թողարկում 1W. McGee, 1877 |
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... regia magno : Ipsa gynaeceum quam regia pluris alendum . Praemordent aliquid servi ; semper sibi frangunt Eunuchi partem , numerosa et avara caterva . Nec ieiuna velit Thymele saltare , nec unquam Conveniat mullis 23.
... regia magno : Ipsa gynaeceum quam regia pluris alendum . Praemordent aliquid servi ; semper sibi frangunt Eunuchi partem , numerosa et avara caterva . Nec ieiuna velit Thymele saltare , nec unquam Conveniat mullis 23.
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... quam subito mors pede corripuit . Caelum hausit nascens caeli in cognomine terra ; Latratus morsu saevior eius erat . Sed rabiosus erat , magis ut non pileolorum Institor , aut Martis mense ineunte lepus . At tibi , cui fuit haud mens ...
... quam subito mors pede corripuit . Caelum hausit nascens caeli in cognomine terra ; Latratus morsu saevior eius erat . Sed rabiosus erat , magis ut non pileolorum Institor , aut Martis mense ineunte lepus . At tibi , cui fuit haud mens ...
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... their noise affright us ; when they cease , We're worse in peace : What , then , remains , but that we still should cry For being born , and , being born , to die ? BACON . Heu , heu , nos miseros , quam totus homuncio 62.
... their noise affright us ; when they cease , We're worse in peace : What , then , remains , but that we still should cry For being born , and , being born , to die ? BACON . Heu , heu , nos miseros , quam totus homuncio 62.
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College Miscellany. Heu , heu , nos miseros , quam totus homuncio nil est ! MNIA bullatac quam sunt sine pondere nugae ! Quam nihili angustae properata diecula vitae ! Materie miser a prima , miser editus alvo , Funus obire miser miserum ...
College Miscellany. Heu , heu , nos miseros , quam totus homuncio nil est ! MNIA bullatac quam sunt sine pondere nugae ! Quam nihili angustae properata diecula vitae ! Materie miser a prima , miser editus alvo , Funus obire miser miserum ...
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... quam speculum magis Quam plectra quam dulces amores Quamque decent hilares choreae ? Nunc floret aetas , summa tamen brevis Verni puellis temporis ; haec erit Sat docta quae callet fugaci Vere suo sapienter uti . Delicta poenam maxima ...
... quam speculum magis Quam plectra quam dulces amores Quamque decent hilares choreae ? Nunc floret aetas , summa tamen brevis Verni puellis temporis ; haec erit Sat docta quae callet fugaci Vere suo sapienter uti . Delicta poenam maxima ...
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Էջ 232 - AND after these things I saw four angels standing on the four corners of the earth, holding the four winds of the earth, that the wind should not blow on the earth, nor on the sea, nor on any tree.
Էջ 282 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Էջ 230 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossom'd furze, unprofitably gay, 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 learn'd 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...
Էջ 224 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Էջ 106 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Էջ 12 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes...
Էջ 230 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Էջ 184 - Under the opening eye-lids of the Morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Էջ 316 - Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow : Rush'd to battle, fought, and died ; Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.
Էջ 251 - But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?