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Amastris Anon Ariadne beauty Bithynia blest bliss bosom breast bride brother Cæsar Calvus Catul Catullus Charles Badham charm chaste Cicero Clodia CORNELIUS NEPOS Cybele Cytorus dear delight divine dost doth e'er ears epigram Epithalamium eyes Fabullus fair feeling fire Furius gaze gods grace grief Hail hand heart Herrick Horace Hymen Hymenæus imitated infra Jove kiss language Lesbia LESBIA'S SPARROW lines lips lover maid maiden Mamurra MANIUS ACILIUS GLABRIO Manlius mistress Muretus neque never night nuptial o'er Oh Hymen Ovid passion Peleus perfumes pinnace poems of Catullus poet poet's prætor probably rapture Roman Rome says scarcely scorn shore siege of Peschiera Sirmio smile song soul speaks spindles stars sweet tears thee Theseus Thetis thine thou threads of doom Tibullus translated Vatinius Verannius verses virgin weave the threads wert whilst wild written wrote youth
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Page 240 - And strike to dust the imperial towers of Troy; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground. What wonder then, fair nymph ! thy hairs should feel The conquering force of unresisted steel?
Page 236 - Tell that I am forsaken ; do my face (If thou hadst ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila ; strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leaveless ; lei the rocks Groan with continual surges, and behind me Make all a desolation ; look, look, wenches, A miserable life of this poor picture.
Page 160 - Her voice is hovering o'er my soul — it lingers O'ershadowing it with soft and lulling wings. The blood and life within those snowy fingers Teach witchcraft to the instrumental strings. My brain is wild, my breath comes quick — The blood is listening in my frame, And thronging shadows, fast and thick, Fall on my overflowing eyes ; My heart is quivering like a flame ; As morning dew, that in the sunbeam dies, I am dissolved in these consuming ecstasies.
Page 165 - Come, my Celia, let us prove While we may the sports of love; Time will not be ours forever, He at length our good will sever. Spend not then his gifts in vain; Suns that set may rise again, But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night.
Page 166 - Must my heart still break? Love makes me write what shame forbids to speak. Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score ; Then to that twenty, adde an hundred more : A thousand to that hundred ; so kisse on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.
Page 222 - Why stand ye still, ye virgins, in amaze, Upon her so to gaze, Whiles ye forget your former lay to sing, To which the woods did answer, and your echo ring?