The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient, Mediæval, and Modern TimesG. Bell and sons, 1875 - 695 pages |
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... fate I shun , Blind , I hear I am undone . The epigrams of Lord Lyttelton and of Horace Walpole deserve particular attention as models of chaste taste . The former never degenerates into coarse satire ; the latter , though sometimes ...
... fate I shun , Blind , I hear I am undone . The epigrams of Lord Lyttelton and of Horace Walpole deserve particular attention as models of chaste taste . The former never degenerates into coarse satire ; the latter , though sometimes ...
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... the " Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady , " describes the exile's death : What can atone ( oh ever injur'd shade ! ) Thy fate unpitied , and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint , no kind domestic tear , Pleas'd SIMONIDES . 13.
... the " Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady , " describes the exile's death : What can atone ( oh ever injur'd shade ! ) Thy fate unpitied , and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint , no kind domestic tear , Pleas'd SIMONIDES . 13.
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... .: No more , no more , on leafy spray Shall my shrill pinions sound their lay : For as I sat , loud carolling , A boy's hand seiz'd and tore my wing , Little such fate imagining . And this , of similar character , is by Pamphilus 19.
... .: No more , no more , on leafy spray Shall my shrill pinions sound their lay : For as I sat , loud carolling , A boy's hand seiz'd and tore my wing , Little such fate imagining . And this , of similar character , is by Pamphilus 19.
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... Fate Forbade ; and all their amorous hopes are vain . Marullus , a learned Greek of the 16th century , who was celebrated for his Latin poetry , has an epitaph in that language , which has much resemblance in thought , though not in ...
... Fate Forbade ; and all their amorous hopes are vain . Marullus , a learned Greek of the 16th century , who was celebrated for his Latin poetry , has an epitaph in that language , which has much resemblance in thought , though not in ...
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... fate , When Saxe , unconquerably great , Approach'd within his ken , Scowl'd at his freight , a trembling crowd , And , " Turn out ghosts , " he roar'd aloud , " Here's Hercules agen . " The " Magnus " of Lucillius ' epigram is in 50 ...
... fate , When Saxe , unconquerably great , Approach'd within his ken , Scowl'd at his freight , a trembling crowd , And , " Turn out ghosts , " he roar'd aloud , " Here's Hercules agen . " The " Magnus " of Lucillius ' epigram is in 50 ...
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Page 561 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 34 - Ay me, I fondly dream ! Had ye been there, for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself, for her enchanting son Whom universal Nature did lament, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore...
Page 267 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Page 191 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 213 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 16 - Romeo : and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Page 166 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Page 50 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page 126 - Alas! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Page 218 - Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother. Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learn'd and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.