Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by H.A. Holden, Volume 2Hubert Ashton Holden 1864 |
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... fair . The sweetest praise turns sour by evil deeds . Less is the danger mostly than the fear . The law and not the judge condemns the criminal . 60 What cannot be eschewed must be embraced . A head - strong liberty is lasht with woe ...
... fair . The sweetest praise turns sour by evil deeds . Less is the danger mostly than the fear . The law and not the judge condemns the criminal . 60 What cannot be eschewed must be embraced . A head - strong liberty is lasht with woe ...
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... fair on earth is virtue . It is no mean happiness to be stated in the mean . Time is the old justice that examines all offenders . Some are good at anything and yet fools . 80 Mirth bars a thousand harms and lengthens life . The less ...
... fair on earth is virtue . It is no mean happiness to be stated in the mean . Time is the old justice that examines all offenders . Some are good at anything and yet fools . 80 Mirth bars a thousand harms and lengthens life . The less ...
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... fair words enough a man shall find ; they be good cheap , they cost right nought , their substance is but only wind ; but well to say , and so to mean , that sweet accord is seldom seen . SIR T. WYATT 271 272 273 HONOUR TO THE BRAVE ...
... fair words enough a man shall find ; they be good cheap , they cost right nought , their substance is but only wind ; but well to say , and so to mean , that sweet accord is seldom seen . SIR T. WYATT 271 272 273 HONOUR TO THE BRAVE ...
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... fair and foul ? NECESSITY OF LAWS W. SHAKESPEARE RUST me , each state must have its policies , TRU kingdoms have chiefs , cities have their charters : even the wild outlaw , in his forest - walk , keeps yet some touch of civil ...
... fair and foul ? NECESSITY OF LAWS W. SHAKESPEARE RUST me , each state must have its policies , TRU kingdoms have chiefs , cities have their charters : even the wild outlaw , in his forest - walk , keeps yet some touch of civil ...
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... fair , and cast her colours , dyed deep in grain , to seem like Truth , whose shape she well can fain , and fitting gesture to her purpose frame , the guiltless man with guile to entertain ? THE WAYS OF PROVIDENCE E. SPENSER REMEMBER ...
... fair , and cast her colours , dyed deep in grain , to seem like Truth , whose shape she well can fain , and fitting gesture to her purpose frame , the guiltless man with guile to entertain ? THE WAYS OF PROVIDENCE E. SPENSER REMEMBER ...
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arms bear beauty behold blood breath bright bring brother clouds comes course dare dark dead dear death deeds doth earth Edition eyes face fair fall father fear feel fire flowers follow force fortune friends give glory gods grave grief grow hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope hour keep king land leave light live look lord mean mind mother nature never night noble o'er once peace poor prince queen rest rise round seems SHAKESPEARE sleep soon sorrow soul speak spirit stand stood stream strength strong sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou thou art thought true turn unto virtue voice wind young youth
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Page 478 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Page 201 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Page 375 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 435 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none ; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Page 209 - O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction...
Page 431 - And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Page 514 - HAIL, holy Light, offspring of heaven first-born, Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Page 289 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 183 - By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms ; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Page 431 - He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.