Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by H.A. Holden, Volume 1Hubert Ashton Holden 1864 |
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... dreams and hopes attend us , this livelong night ! R. HEBER i 6 A LAMENT FOR ISRAEL HEAR ye this word which I take up against you , even a lamentation , O house of Israel . The virgin of Israel is fallen ; she shall no more rise : she ...
... dreams and hopes attend us , this livelong night ! R. HEBER i 6 A LAMENT FOR ISRAEL HEAR ye this word which I take up against you , even a lamentation , O house of Israel . The virgin of Israel is fallen ; she shall no more rise : she ...
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... DREAMS FLY FAST OUT , ah ! what liveth long in happiness ? grief of a heavy nature steady lies , and cannot be remov'd for weightiness ; but joy of lighter presence eas❜ly flies , and seldom comes , and soon away will go : some secret ...
... DREAMS FLY FAST OUT , ah ! what liveth long in happiness ? grief of a heavy nature steady lies , and cannot be remov'd for weightiness ; but joy of lighter presence eas❜ly flies , and seldom comes , and soon away will go : some secret ...
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... dreams desert me ; I sit once more alone . When from some doomed city her gods depart , such sound of mixed reproof and pity , in refluent airs half drowned , is heard at night among the crowds , by kneelers on the ground . A. DE VERE ...
... dreams desert me ; I sit once more alone . When from some doomed city her gods depart , such sound of mixed reproof and pity , in refluent airs half drowned , is heard at night among the crowds , by kneelers on the ground . A. DE VERE ...
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... dreaming on the sward of some sheep - trimmed down ; watching the white mist streaming , from river and mead and town . Oh ! that we two lay sleeping under the church - yard sod ; with our limbs at rest in the quiet earth's breast , and ...
... dreaming on the sward of some sheep - trimmed down ; watching the white mist streaming , from river and mead and town . Oh ! that we two lay sleeping under the church - yard sod ; with our limbs at rest in the quiet earth's breast , and ...
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... dream is horror . Hear me , Pow'rs divine ! O , in pity hear me ! take aught else of mine , but my Chloris spare me ! LORD BYRON R. BURNS I ' HOME ' VE roamed through many a weary round , I've wandered east and west , pleasure in every ...
... dream is horror . Hear me , Pow'rs divine ! O , in pity hear me ! take aught else of mine , but my Chloris spare me ! LORD BYRON R. BURNS I ' HOME ' VE roamed through many a weary round , I've wandered east and west , pleasure in every ...
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Page 172 - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving: Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Page 248 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth...
Page 248 - WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With...
Page 216 - Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Page 9 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 171 - No war, or battle's sound, Was heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovereign Lord was by.
Page 267 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Page 145 - I'll never love thee more. As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all.
Page 46 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.