Kottabos: College Miscellany, Zväzok 3,Vydanie 1W. McGee, 1877 |
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Strana 2
... o'er the headlands high up to the bare hill - pass , Where lovelier far than Aegle , or her eyes ' bright witchery , Was Morning , born of the marriage of silent Sky and Sea . So the hunter , young Actacon , to the mount Cithaeron came ...
... o'er the headlands high up to the bare hill - pass , Where lovelier far than Aegle , or her eyes ' bright witchery , Was Morning , born of the marriage of silent Sky and Sea . So the hunter , young Actacon , to the mount Cithaeron came ...
Strana 3
... o'er the peaks and gorges the silvery moonbeams float , So the soul of the youth was smitten with wildest wonder through ; And a deadly tremor of madness through his quivering members flew ; And a joy that was almost anguish took hold ...
... o'er the peaks and gorges the silvery moonbeams float , So the soul of the youth was smitten with wildest wonder through ; And a deadly tremor of madness through his quivering members flew ; And a joy that was almost anguish took hold ...
Strana 4
... o'er lake and river with brighter feet than the breeze ; And at morn with kirtle and quiver a huntress by field and wood , The swift overtaker , the certain smiter of hart and of pard pursued ; Hater of wantons , and shunner of sloth ...
... o'er lake and river with brighter feet than the breeze ; And at morn with kirtle and quiver a huntress by field and wood , The swift overtaker , the certain smiter of hart and of pard pursued ; Hater of wantons , and shunner of sloth ...
Strana 6
... o'er carpeting flowers , and , lily - like , mingle and meet . Here , crouch'd by the brink , a damsel who peers , but suddenly swerves To see in the tide beneath her the white of her soft full curves . Here steps down a fair girl ...
... o'er carpeting flowers , and , lily - like , mingle and meet . Here , crouch'd by the brink , a damsel who peers , but suddenly swerves To see in the tide beneath her the white of her soft full curves . Here steps down a fair girl ...
Strana 11
... , and placed instead in the brake , To appease the goddess , a roebuck , that bloodied the trampled ground , Shot with Olympian arrows , and mangled by fangs of the hound . W. W. Hamlet . COUNT O'ER THE JOYS THINE HOURS HAVE SEEN II.
... , and placed instead in the brake , To appease the goddess , a roebuck , that bloodied the trampled ground , Shot with Olympian arrows , and mangled by fangs of the hound . W. W. Hamlet . COUNT O'ER THE JOYS THINE HOURS HAVE SEEN II.
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Strana 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...
Strana 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.
Strana 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?