The History of Modern Greece: From Its Conquest by the Romans B.C. 146, to the Present Time, Zväzok 2

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H. Colburn and R. Bentley, 1830 - 1025 strán (strany)
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Strana 67 - In their lowest servitude and depression, the subjects of the Byzantine throne were still possessed of a golden key that could unlock the treasures of antiquity; of a musical and prolific language, that gives a soul to the objects of sense, and a body to the abstractions of philosophy.
Strana 258 - Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the LORD revealed ? For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground : he hath no form nor comeliness ; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him. He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
Strana 153 - Verum equitis quoque jam migravit ab aure voluptas Omnis ad incertos oculos et gaudia vana.
Strana 140 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble...
Strana 204 - Novaeque pergunt interire Lunae ; Tu secanda marmora Locas sub ipsum funus, et sepulchri Immemor, struis domos ; Marisque Baus obstrepentis urges Summovere litora, Parum locuples continente ripa.
Strana 201 - Ionic then, with decent matron grace, Her airy pillar heaved; luxuriant last, The rich Corinthian spread her wanton wreath. The whole so measured true, so lessen'd off By fine proportion, that the marble pile, Form'd to repel the still or stormy waste Of rolling ages, light as fabrics look'd That from the magic wand aerial rise. ' These were the wonders that illumined Greece, From end to end' Here interrupting warm,
Strana 200 - First, unadorned And nobly plain, the manly Doric rose; The Ionic then, with decent matron grace, Her airy pillar heaved ; luxuriant last, , The rich Corinthian spread her wanton wreath.
Strana 49 - Excudent alii spirantia mollius aera, Credo equidem, vivos ducent de marmore vultus, Orabunt causas melius, caelique meatus Describent radio et surgentia sidera dicent; Tu regere imperio populos, Romane, memento : Hae tibi erunt artes, pacisque imponere morem, Parcere subiectis, et debellare superbos.

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