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... late Dr. Pettigrew , 1847 . One of the projected publications of Dr. Johnson was a " Collection of Epigrams , with Notes and Observations . " Had he carried out his plan , the work would have been a most valuable addition to our ...
... late Dr. Pettigrew , 1847 . One of the projected publications of Dr. Johnson was a " Collection of Epigrams , with Notes and Observations . " Had he carried out his plan , the work would have been a most valuable addition to our ...
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... late Dr. Wellesley ; and a few from Major Macgregor's translation of the Greek Anthology , a work of recent date which should be consulted by all who take an interest in the subject . For a considerable number of translations marked C ...
... late Dr. Wellesley ; and a few from Major Macgregor's translation of the Greek Anthology , a work of recent date which should be consulted by all who take an interest in the subject . For a considerable number of translations marked C ...
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... late years the inferior character of the majority , and also the delicate humour and beauty of many , of Martial's epigrams have been more clearly discerned , and it may be hoped that the deleterious influence of his lower style , as a ...
... late years the inferior character of the majority , and also the delicate humour and beauty of many , of Martial's epigrams have been more clearly discerned , and it may be hoped that the deleterious influence of his lower style , as a ...
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... late Colonel Mure , of Caldwell . What's Gyges or his gold to me ! His royal state or rich array ? From envy's taint my breast is free , I covet no proud tyrant's sway . envy not the gods in heaven ! The gods to me my lot have given ...
... late Colonel Mure , of Caldwell . What's Gyges or his gold to me ! His royal state or rich array ? From envy's taint my breast is free , I covet no proud tyrant's sway . envy not the gods in heaven ! The gods to me my lot have given ...
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... late Colonel Mure , of Caldwell . My soul , my soul , by cares past all relief Distracted sore , bear up ! with manly breast , And dauntless mien , each fresh assault of grief Encountering . By hostile weapons pressed , Stand firm . Let ...
... late Colonel Mure , of Caldwell . My soul , my soul , by cares past all relief Distracted sore , bear up ! with manly breast , And dauntless mien , each fresh assault of grief Encountering . By hostile weapons pressed , Stand firm . Let ...
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Page 561 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 34 - Ay me, I fondly dream ! Had ye been there, for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself, for her enchanting son Whom universal Nature did lament, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore...
Page 267 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Page 191 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 213 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 16 - Romeo : and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Page 166 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Page 50 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page 126 - Alas! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Page 218 - Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother. Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learn'd and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.