Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by H.A. Holden, Zväzok 2Hubert Ashton Holden 1864 |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 100.
Strana 61
... THOU goddess , thou divine Nature , how thyself thou blazon'st in these two princely boys ! They are as gentle as zephyrs , blowing below the violet , not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough , their royal blood enchafed , as the ...
... THOU goddess , thou divine Nature , how thyself thou blazon'st in these two princely boys ! They are as gentle as zephyrs , blowing below the violet , not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough , their royal blood enchafed , as the ...
Strana 67
... thou now resemblest a ship at random wandering in a boisterous sea , when foaming billows feel the northern blasts ; thou toil'st in peril , and the windy storm doth topside - turvey toss thee as thou float'st . Thy mast is shivered and ...
... thou now resemblest a ship at random wandering in a boisterous sea , when foaming billows feel the northern blasts ; thou toil'st in peril , and the windy storm doth topside - turvey toss thee as thou float'st . Thy mast is shivered and ...
Strana 71
... thou sever not : trial will come unsought . Wouldst thou approve thy constancy , approve first thy obedience ; the other who can know , not seeing thee attempted ? who attest ? THE CHRISTIAN'S HOPE J. MILTON UT ours , Olybius , is no ...
... thou sever not : trial will come unsought . Wouldst thou approve thy constancy , approve first thy obedience ; the other who can know , not seeing thee attempted ? who attest ? THE CHRISTIAN'S HOPE J. MILTON UT ours , Olybius , is no ...
Strana 75
... thou hast : exult in that . Po . Thou standest out , I see , repellest peace . Me . Thy sword repelled it long ago , not I. Po . Doubtless thou reckonest on the hope of friends . Me . Not help of men , although , perhaps , of Gods . Po ...
... thou hast : exult in that . Po . Thou standest out , I see , repellest peace . Me . Thy sword repelled it long ago , not I. Po . Doubtless thou reckonest on the hope of friends . Me . Not help of men , although , perhaps , of Gods . Po ...
Strana 76
... thou have honour and obedience , who art a torturer ? Father , never dream , though thou mayst overbear this company , but ill must come of ill . - Frown not on me ! haste , hide thyself , lest with avenging looks my brothers ' ghosts ...
... thou have honour and obedience , who art a torturer ? Father , never dream , though thou mayst overbear this company , but ill must come of ill . - Frown not on me ! haste , hide thyself , lest with avenging looks my brothers ' ghosts ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
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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Strana 478 - 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...
Strana 201 - 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.
Strana 375 - 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.
Strana 435 - 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.
Strana 209 - 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...
Strana 431 - 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.
Strana 514 - 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.
Strana 289 - 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.
Strana 183 - 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...
Strana 431 - 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.