Kottabos: College Miscellany, Zväzok 3,Vydanie 1W. McGee, 1877 |
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Strana 18
... thee , Gifford ! be thy promise claim'd , Make bad men better , or at least ashamed ! N 1 Elegy . HILD of a day , thou knowest not The tears that overflow thine urn , The gushing eyes that read thy lot ; Nor if thou knewest , could'st ...
... thee , Gifford ! be thy promise claim'd , Make bad men better , or at least ashamed ! N 1 Elegy . HILD of a day , thou knowest not The tears that overflow thine urn , The gushing eyes that read thy lot ; Nor if thou knewest , could'st ...
Strana 24
... thee leaving , Calmly coming see ; None effect your silent grieving Hath at all on me . " Never a word in answer said he , Dropp'd a tear of course ; Arms he flung around the lady , Legs upon his horse ; Summon'd all his jolly Switzers ...
... thee leaving , Calmly coming see ; None effect your silent grieving Hath at all on me . " Never a word in answer said he , Dropp'd a tear of course ; Arms he flung around the lady , Legs upon his horse ; Summon'd all his jolly Switzers ...
Strana 29
... in that cold breast of thine , And all thy being gently move To make thee feel the power of love . Then my warm breast , thy heart would fire , Until it glow'd with sweet desire , And love in both our hearts should reign ; No.
... in that cold breast of thine , And all thy being gently move To make thee feel the power of love . Then my warm breast , thy heart would fire , Until it glow'd with sweet desire , And love in both our hearts should reign ; No.
Strana 30
... winds . That headlong sweep adown the mountain side . So will I sing to thee , unconquer'd Love . « Ιόπλοκ ἄγια μελλιχόμειδι Σάπφοι , θέλω τι είπην , ἀλλά με κωλύ αἴθως . ALCAEUS . SONG . Éros , Éros ! Ever resistless Éros ! 30.
... winds . That headlong sweep adown the mountain side . So will I sing to thee , unconquer'd Love . « Ιόπλοκ ἄγια μελλιχόμειδι Σάπφοι , θέλω τι είπην , ἀλλά με κωλύ αἴθως . ALCAEUS . SONG . Éros , Éros ! Ever resistless Éros ! 30.
Strana 31
... thee , Sovran Almighty . Éros , Éros ! Jove's forkéd lightning sears not Fiercer , faster ; slays not with stroke more certain . Phœbus hath not deadlier shaft to smite with Than are thine arrows . Éros , Éros ! Sweet is the wound thou ...
... thee , Sovran Almighty . Éros , Éros ! Jove's forkéd lightning sears not Fiercer , faster ; slays not with stroke more certain . Phœbus hath not deadlier shaft to smite with Than are thine arrows . Éros , Éros ! Sweet is the wound thou ...
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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?