Specimens of Scarce Translations of the Seventeenth Century from the Latin Poets: To which are Added Miscellaneous Translations from the Greek, Spanish, Italian

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J. Mawman, 1805 - 164 pages

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Page 46 - Junctaeque Nymphis Gratiae decentes Alterno terram quatiunt pede, dum graves Cyclopum Vulcanus ardens urit officinas. Nunc decet aut viridi nitidum caput impedire myrto Aut flore terrae quern ferunt solutae. Nunc et in umbrosis Fauno decet immolare lucis, Seu poscat agnam sive malit haedum. Pallida Mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.
Page 88 - LIBER, amicorum dulcissima cura tuorum, Liber, in aeterna vivere digne rosa, si sapis, Assyrio semper tibi crinis amomo splendeat et cingant florea serta caput ; candida nigrescant vetulo crystalla Falerno 5 et caleat blando mollis amore torus.
Page 66 - Sed nec pcena quidem : si non ego causa salutis, Non tamen est cur sis tu mihi causa necis. Has tibi plangendo lugubria pectora lassas 145 Infelix tendo trans freta longa manus.
Page 90 - NASO POETA MEO : AT TIBI QUI TRANSIS NE SIT GRAVE QUISQUIS AMASTI DICERE NASONIS MOLLITER OSSA CUBENT.
Page 16 - Hoc placet, haec dubiam vicit sententia mentem; in latus erigitur cubitoque innixa sinistro «viderit: insanos» inquit «fateamur amores. 520 Ei mihi! Quo labor? Quem mens mea concipit ignem?
Page 55 - E'en to retire, and live in peace at home? No - might I gain a godhead to disclaim My glorious title to my endless flame, Divinity with scorn I would forswear, Such sweet dear tempting devils women are.
Page 100 - per crimina vitam, falsus adulterii testis adulter ero: interimam famulum, cum quo deprensa fereris.
Page 47 - And he that lives the longest dies but young; And once depriv'd of Light We're wrapt in Mists of endless Night. Once come to those dark Cells of which we're told So many strange...
Page 86 - Sinus expansa profert cinnama : Undique surgunt ex te deliciae. Conde papillas , quae me sauciant Candore , et luxu nivei pectoris.
Page 56 - Sustinet et somnos praemia magna vocat! Stulte, quid est somnus, gelidae nisi mortis imago? Longa quiescendi tempora fata dabunt.

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