Theocritus, Bion and Moschus, Rendered Into English ProseMacmillan and Company, 1909 - 210 páginas |
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... Comatas . Goats of mine , keep clear of that notorious shepherd of Sibyrtas , that Lacon ; he stole my goat - skin yesterday . Lacon . Will ye never leave the well - head ? Off , my lambs , see ye not Comatas ; him that lately stole my ...
... Comatas . Goats of mine , keep clear of that notorious shepherd of Sibyrtas , that Lacon ; he stole my goat - skin yesterday . Lacon . Will ye never leave the well - head ? Off , my lambs , see ye not Comatas ; him that lately stole my ...
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... Comatas . Nay verily , my friend , so help me these nymphs of the mere ( and ever may they be favourable , as now , and kind to me ) , it was not Comatas that pilfered thy pipe . Lacon . If I believe thee , may I suffer the afflictions ...
... Comatas . Nay verily , my friend , so help me these nymphs of the mere ( and ever may they be favourable , as now , and kind to me ) , it was not Comatas that pilfered thy pipe . Lacon . If I believe thee , may I suffer the afflictions ...
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... Comatas . Nay , no whit am I in haste , but I am sorely vexed , that thou shouldst dare to look me straight in the face , thou whom I used to teach while thou wert still a child . See where gratitude goes ! As well rear wolf- whelps ...
... Comatas . Nay , no whit am I in haste , but I am sorely vexed , that thou shouldst dare to look me straight in the face , thou whom I used to teach while thou wert still a child . See where gratitude goes ! As well rear wolf- whelps ...
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... Comatas . Yes , dear Morson , for the nymphs ' sake neither lean in thy judgment to Comatas , nor , prithee , favour him . The flock of sheep thou seest here belongs to Sibyrtas of Thurii , and the goats , friend , that thou beholdest ...
... Comatas . Yes , dear Morson , for the nymphs ' sake neither lean in thy judgment to Comatas , nor , prithee , favour him . The flock of sheep thou seest here belongs to Sibyrtas of Thurii , and the goats , friend , that thou beholdest ...
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... Comatas ! THE SINGING MATCH . Comatas . The Muses love me better far than the minstrel Daphnis ; but a little while ago I sacrificed two young she - goats to the Muses . Lacon . Yea , and me too Apollo loves very dearly , and a noble ...
... Comatas ! THE SINGING MATCH . Comatas . The Muses love me better far than the minstrel Daphnis ; but a little while ago I sacrificed two young she - goats to the Muses . Lacon . Yea , and me too Apollo loves very dearly , and a noble ...
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Adonis Aeschines Alcmena Alexandria Amphitryon Amycus Aphrodite art thou Augeas Battus beasts beautiful begin the dirge begin the pastoral behold beneath Bion bull child Comatas Corydon Cypris Damoetas Daphnis dawn deep Dionysus Dorian dost thou doth dwell Europa eyes F. T. PALGRAVE fair flock flowers Galatea gift goat goatherd gods golden Gorgo Greek hand hath heart heifer Heracles herds herdsman hither honour IDYL Iphicles kine kiss labour Lacon Lady Moon lament lips lover Lycidas magic wheel maiden Menalcas methinks mighty milk Milon minstrels mortals Moschus mother neatherd never Nicias night nymphs pastoral song perchance pipe poem poet Polydeuces Praxinoë Ptolemy Ptolemy Philadelphus Selected and arranged she-goats shepherds Sicily sing sleep spake sweet sweetly tell Theocritus thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thou wilt Thyonichus trees twain wild wretched ye Muses dear ye Sicilian Muses Zeus
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Página 106 - Beneath their heads was a scanty matting, their clothes, their sailor's caps. Here was all their toil, here all their wealth. The threshold had never a door, nor a watch-dog ; 3 all things, all, to them seemed superfluity, for Poverty was their sentinel. They had no neighbour by them, but ever against their narrow cabin gently floated up the sea.
Página xix - That muffle its wet banks; but glade, And stream, and sward, and chestnut-trees, End here; Etna beyond, in the broad glare Of the hot noon, without a shade, Slope behind slope, up to the peak, lies bare; The peak, round which the white clouds play.
Página xix - The track winds down to the clear stream, To cross the sparkling shallows; there The cattle love to gather, on their way To the high...