Transactions and Proceedings of the American Philological Association, Zväzok 40

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Strana 188 - Tis education forms the common mind ; Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.
Strana 172 - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And, when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said: But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Strana 139 - Italis mutat sub sole recenti rugosum piper et pallentis grana cumini, 55 hie satur inriguo mavult turgescere somno, hie campo indulget, hunc alea decoquit, ille in Venerem putris; sed cum lapidosa cheragra fregerit articulos, veteris ramalia fagi, tune crassos transisse dies, lucemque palustrem, 60 et sibi jam seri vitam ingemuere relictam. At te nocturnis juvat inpallescere chartis; cultor enim juvenum purgatas inseris aures fruge Cleanthea. petite hinc, puerique senesque, finem animo certum, miserisque...
Strana 140 - Unde datum hoc sumis , tot subdite rebus? an dominum ignoras , nisi quem vindicta relaxat? 125 I puer , et strigiles Crispini ad balnea defer, si increpuit, cessas nugator?
Strana 53 - Quis deus hanc mundi temperet arte domum, Qua venit exoriens, qua deficit, unde coactis Cornibus in plenum menstrua luna redit, Unde salo superant venti, quid flamine captet Eurus, et in nubes unde perennis aqua, 30 Sit ventura dies, mundi quae subruat arces...
Strana 53 - Tum mihi naturae libeat perdiscere mores, Quis deus hanc mundi temperet arte domum, Qua venit exoriens, qua deficit, unde coactis Cornibus in plenum menstrua luna redit, Unde salo superant venti, quid flamine captet...
Strana 20 - I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted in the midst of my bowels. 15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Strana 124 - ... quid faciam?) sed sum petulanti splene — cachinno. scribimus inclusi, numeros ille, hie pede liber, grande aliquid quod pulmo animae praelargus anhelet. scilicet haec populo pexusque togaque recenti 15 et natalicia tandem cum sardonyche albus sede leges celsa, liquido cum plasmate guttur mobile conlueris, patranti fractus ocello.
Strana 125 - ... pictoribus atque poetis quidlibet audendi semper fuit aequa potestas.» 10 scimus, et hanc veniam petimusque damusque vicissim; sed non ut placidis coeant immitia, non ut serpentes avibus geminentur, tigribus agni.
Strana 137 - Tange, miser, venas et pone in pectore dextram. nil calet hie. summosque pedes attinge manusque : non frigent." visa est si forte pecunia sive candida vicini subrisit molle puella, 110 cor tibi rite salit ? positum est algente catino durum olus et populi cribro decussa farina : temptemus fauces ; tenero latet ulcus in ore putre, quod haut deceat plebeia radere beta.

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