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Strana 285 - Your glory, O Israel, lies slain upon your high places! How the mighty have fallen! Tell it not in Gath, proclaim it not in the streets of Ashkelon; or the daughters of the Philistines will rejoice, the daughters of the uncircumcised will exult.
Strana 285 - From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan turned not back, and the sword of Saul returned not empty. Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided ; they were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
Strana 286 - Jonathan, thou wast slain in thine high places. I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: very pleasant hast thou been unto me: thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women. How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!
Strana 248 - RA già l' ora che volge il disio Ai naviganti, e intenerisce il core Lo di c' han detto ai dolci amici addio ; E che lo nuovo peregrin d' amore Punge, se ode squilla di lontano, Che paia il giorno pianger che si more : 7 Quand' io incominciai a render vano L' udire, ed a mirare una dell' alme Surta, che l
Strana 243 - My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust ; who subdueth my people under me.
Strana 179 - Ille citato vincere cursu poterat celeres, ille rebelles fundere Parthos levibusque sequi Persida telis, certaque manu tendere nervum, qui praecipites vulnere parvo figeret hostes, pictaque Medi terga fugacis. Ille Britannos ultra noti litora ponti et caeruleos scuta Brigantas dare Romijleis colla catenis iussit et ipsum nova Romanae iura securis tremere Oceanum.
Strana 285 - With both his hands he rent The black mould from the forced earth, and pour'd it on his head, Smear'd all his lovely face; his weeds, divinely fashioned, All...
Strana 286 - Her careful mothers of their babes, being gone, how can she last? Soon will the swoln fleet fill her womb with all their servitude, Myself with them, and thou with me (dear son) in labours rude Shalt be employ'd, sternly...