An Introduction to Latin Lyric Verse CompositionMacmillan, 1888 - 131 páginas |
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... star , when only one Is shining in the sky . She lived unknown , and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave , and oh ! The difference to me . WORDSWORTH . RETRANSLATION I Lalage lived by the bubbling springs ( 2 ...
... star , when only one Is shining in the sky . She lived unknown , and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave , and oh ! The difference to me . WORDSWORTH . RETRANSLATION I Lalage lived by the bubbling springs ( 2 ...
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... star shining . III She flourished , a maiden of obscure lot ; ( 2 ) she passed away , her lot scarce known ; but alas ! ( 3 ) in place of buried hope there now remain to me how many ( 4 ) weari- nesses of life ! HINTS I. ( 2 ) ...
... star shining . III She flourished , a maiden of obscure lot ; ( 2 ) she passed away , her lot scarce known ; but alas ! ( 3 ) in place of buried hope there now remain to me how many ( 4 ) weari- nesses of life ! HINTS I. ( 2 ) ...
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... XII Tell me , thou star , whose wings of light Speed thee in thy fiery flight , In what caverns of the night Will thy pinions close now ? Tell me , moon , thou pale and gray Pilgrim EX . XII 19 LATIN LYRIC VERSE COMPOSITION.
... XII Tell me , thou star , whose wings of light Speed thee in thy fiery flight , In what caverns of the night Will thy pinions close now ? Tell me , moon , thou pale and gray Pilgrim EX . XII 19 LATIN LYRIC VERSE COMPOSITION.
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... Star ! whom ( thy ) flashing pinions hurry on , ( 2 ) speed- ing in fiery course , say to ( me ) asking ( 3 ) in what cave of night closed at length does thy ( 4 ) wing repose ? II Moon ! that traversest the vacant heaven , ( 2 ) a ...
... Star ! whom ( thy ) flashing pinions hurry on , ( 2 ) speed- ing in fiery course , say to ( me ) asking ( 3 ) in what cave of night closed at length does thy ( 4 ) wing repose ? II Moon ! that traversest the vacant heaven , ( 2 ) a ...
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... star its flame ( acc . ) ( 2 ) contracts with dimmer torch , ( 3 ) not even does it with remote gleam ( 4 ) so faint ( nom . ) shun the sight , but that the hearts of the gazers ( as if a most sacred ( 2 ) page were laid open ) ( 3 , 4 ) ...
... star its flame ( acc . ) ( 2 ) contracts with dimmer torch , ( 3 ) not even does it with remote gleam ( 4 ) so faint ( nom . ) shun the sight , but that the hearts of the gazers ( as if a most sacred ( 2 ) page were laid open ) ( 3 , 4 ) ...
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Términos y frases comunes
absol accent Alcaeus Alcaic Alcaic stanza anacrusis āre āri Asclepiad metre beauty begin benignus bird bloom bright cæsura Carmen Saeculare Catullus choriambus comp dactyl death delight ears earth elision Epodes ĕre EXERCISE eyes Fairies feet flies flower foot footstep fourth line freedom genit gentle gerundive Globe 8vo Glyconic goddess Greek green hath heart heaven hexameter HINTS 66 hither Horace iambic ictus ĭtis joys kindly kings last syllable Latin light lyre mind mountain murmur night Nymph o'er Odes ŏris partic Peneus perchance Pherecratian poets Pyrrha Queen RETRANSLATION rivulet Sapphic scythed chariots shade shining shore silent sing smiles song spondee stanza star stream subj sweet synaphea thee thine third line thou trimeter trochee truth ultro Verg verse VIII voice vowel wandering waves weary wind wing woods words youth
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Página 104 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around: The idle spear and shield were high up hung; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arme'd throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by 51 TT 52 BOOK SECOND.
Página 115 - O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still...
Página 98 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Página 49 - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And, while he heaven and earth defied, Changed his hand, and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius, great and good; By too severe a fate, Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate...
Página 1 - Under the Greenwood Tree Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Página 113 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me yon knew.
Página 9 - Sweet echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale Where the love-lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well: Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are?
Página 4 - The green field sleeps in the sun ; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest ; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising ; There are forty feeding like one ! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill ; The Plough-boy is whooping — anon — anon There's joy in the mountains; There's life in the fountains; Small clouds are sailing, Blue sky prevailing ; The rain is over and gone ! XXI.
Página 101 - Fair ship, that from the Italian shore Sailest the placid ocean-plains With my lost Arthur's loved remains, Spread thy full wings, and waft him o'er. So draw him home to those that mourn In vain ; a favorable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding keel, till Phosphor, bright As our pure love, thro' early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks.
Página 117 - Grace for a Child. HERE a little child I stand. Heaving up my either hand ; Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up to Thee, For a benison to fall On our meat and on us all. Amen.