Theocritus, Bion and Moschus, Rendered Into English ProseMacmillan and Company, 1909 - 210 páginas |
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Página xi
... winner with Pindaric hymns . There was no imperial Athens to fill the theatres with a crowd of citizens and strangers eager to listen to new tragic masterpieces . There was no humorous democracy to laugh THEOCRITUS AND HIS AGE THEOCRITUS-
... winner with Pindaric hymns . There was no imperial Athens to fill the theatres with a crowd of citizens and strangers eager to listen to new tragic masterpieces . There was no humorous democracy to laugh THEOCRITUS AND HIS AGE THEOCRITUS-
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... stranger taught me . But do thou farewell , and turn thy steeds to Ocean , Lady , and my pain I will bear , as even till now I have endured it . Farewell , Selene other stars , that bright and fair , farewell ye follow the wheels of ...
... stranger taught me . But do thou farewell , and turn thy steeds to Ocean , Lady , and my pain I will bear , as even till now I have endured it . Farewell , Selene other stars , that bright and fair , farewell ye follow the wheels of ...
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... stranger get home to the city alive ; oh , Paean , what a babbler thou art , 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 ...
... stranger get home to the city alive ; oh , Paean , what a babbler thou art , 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 ...
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... stranger come hither , sailing with his ship , that I may see why it is so dear to thee , to have thy dwelling in the deep . Come forth , Galatea , and forget as thou comest , even as I that sit here have forgotten , the homeward way ...
... stranger come hither , sailing with his ship , that I may see why it is so dear to thee , to have thy dwelling in the deep . Come forth , Galatea , and forget as thou comest , even as I that sit here have forgotten , the homeward way ...
Página 65
... above all men the Athenian stranger , even Diocles , the true lover . Always about his tomb the children gather in their companies , at the coming in of the spring , and contend for F the prize of kissing . touches lip to lip , IDYL XII 65.
... above all men the Athenian stranger , even Diocles , the true lover . Always about his tomb the children gather in their companies , at the coming in of the spring , and contend for F the prize of kissing . touches lip to lip , IDYL XII 65.
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Términos y frases comunes
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...