Poematia Latine Partim Reddita, Partim ScriptaG. Pickering, 1840 - 308 páginas |
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... mihi . 1743 219 Regnare Volo ... 1743 221 Δῶρον " Αδωρον 1743 222 Apes 1743 223 Ingenia in occulto 1743 224 Dignitas et Otium .. Ad Stephanum Duck , Εγκωμιαστικόν .. Prologus ad Terentii Andriam Epilogus Lesbiæ Obstetricis .. ... 1743 ...
... mihi . 1743 219 Regnare Volo ... 1743 221 Δῶρον " Αδωρον 1743 222 Apes 1743 223 Ingenia in occulto 1743 224 Dignitas et Otium .. Ad Stephanum Duck , Εγκωμιαστικόν .. Prologus ad Terentii Andriam Epilogus Lesbiæ Obstetricis .. ... 1743 ...
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... mihi dulcis imago Ridentis , dulcis sermo loquentis erat : Seu caneret , blando captus modulamine , quando Tam suave , exclamo , tu , philomela , canes ! and not less in the first part of the next : - How foolish was I to believe She ...
... mihi dulcis imago Ridentis , dulcis sermo loquentis erat : Seu caneret , blando captus modulamine , quando Tam suave , exclamo , tu , philomela , canes ! and not less in the first part of the next : - How foolish was I to believe She ...
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... mihi , Juvenis , soli mihi credita , nullâ Oh ! alienari conditione sinas . P.5 . " Quid prodest , molles numeros siquando movebam ; " and so in p . 123 , 245. The last syl- lable of " siquando " is elided by Virgil , Eclog . ii . ver ...
... mihi , Juvenis , soli mihi credita , nullâ Oh ! alienari conditione sinas . P.5 . " Quid prodest , molles numeros siquando movebam ; " and so in p . 123 , 245. The last syl- lable of " siquando " is elided by Virgil , Eclog . ii . ver ...
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... mihi dulcis imago Ridentis , dulcis sermo loquentis erat : Seu caneret , blando captus modulamine , quando Tam suave , exclamo , tu , philomela , canes ! COLIN'S COMPLAINT . How foolish was I to believe She. Et questum ad questus ...
... mihi dulcis imago Ridentis , dulcis sermo loquentis erat : Seu caneret , blando captus modulamine , quando Tam suave , exclamo , tu , philomela , canes ! COLIN'S COMPLAINT . How foolish was I to believe She. Et questum ad questus ...
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... mihi , Apollineâ cingar quòd tempora lauro , * Et querulæ norîm tangere fila lyræ ? Quid prodest , molles numeros siquando movebam , Virgineæ circùm quòd maduêre genæ ? Ah , nihil est , Corydon , Phoebi cur munera jactes ! Nec lyra jam ...
... mihi , Apollineâ cingar quòd tempora lauro , * Et querulæ norîm tangere fila lyræ ? Quid prodest , molles numeros siquando movebam , Virgineæ circùm quòd maduêre genæ ? Ah , nihil est , Corydon , Phoebi cur munera jactes ! Nec lyra jam ...
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Página 102 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
Página 100 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew.
Página 58 - Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I ; Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up. Make the most of life you may ; Life is short, and wears away. " Both alike are mine and thine, Hastening quick to their decline ; Thine's a summer, mine no more, Though repeated to threescore ; Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one.
Página 96 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Página 98 - When in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps, I ran ; Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
Página 112 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Página 106 - O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker, face to face ; O, how shall I appear . 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O, how shall I appear...
Página 104 - Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord, Thy mercy set me free, Whilst, in the confidence of prayer, My soul took hold on Thee.
Página 108 - Then see the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans, To give those sorrows weight. VI. For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to procure, Who knows thine only Son has died To make her pardon sure.
Página 50 - The bridesmen flock'd round Lucy dead, And all the village wept. Confusion, shame, remorse, despair, At once his bosom swell : The damps of death bedew'd his brow, He shook, he groan'd, he fell.