Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by H.A. Holden, Volume 2Hubert Ashton Holden 1864 |
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... stand high have many blasts to shake them , and if they fall , they dash themselves to pieces . MEMORY OF THE DEAD EN'S evil manners live in brass : their virtues we write in water . Mwe Μ W. SHAKESPEARE THE TEST OF WISDOM EXTREMES of ...
... stand high have many blasts to shake them , and if they fall , they dash themselves to pieces . MEMORY OF THE DEAD EN'S evil manners live in brass : their virtues we write in water . Mwe Μ W. SHAKESPEARE THE TEST OF WISDOM EXTREMES of ...
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... stand , until his captain bid . PRIDE E. SPENSER HE bending willow , yielding to each wind , THE shall keep his rooting firm : when the proud oak braving the storm , presuming on his root , shall have his body rent from head to foot ...
... stand , until his captain bid . PRIDE E. SPENSER HE bending willow , yielding to each wind , THE shall keep his rooting firm : when the proud oak braving the storm , presuming on his root , shall have his body rent from head to foot ...
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... stand as one upon a rock , environed with a wilderness of sea ; who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave , expecting ever when some envious surge will in his brinish bowels swallow him . PHILOSOPHY W. SHAKESPEARE WOW charming is ...
... stand as one upon a rock , environed with a wilderness of sea ; who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave , expecting ever when some envious surge will in his brinish bowels swallow him . PHILOSOPHY W. SHAKESPEARE WOW charming is ...
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... stand stern before her throne , and guard , —so Jove commands , —the fatal place . Who seeks her must the mighty cost sustain , and pay the price of fame , -labour and care and pain . CHANGE HOW like a younker or a prodigal the scarféd ...
... stand stern before her throne , and guard , —so Jove commands , —the fatal place . Who seeks her must the mighty cost sustain , and pay the price of fame , -labour and care and pain . CHANGE HOW like a younker or a prodigal the scarféd ...
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... stand triumphant , and your malice serve but for a trumpet , to proclaim my conquest ; nor shall you , though you do the worst fate can , triumph o'er him whom innocence protects . THE PAST IRREPARABLE P. MASSINGER IME once past may ...
... stand triumphant , and your malice serve but for a trumpet , to proclaim my conquest ; nor shall you , though you do the worst fate can , triumph o'er him whom innocence protects . THE PAST IRREPARABLE P. MASSINGER IME once past may ...
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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.