The Works of Horace: Translated Into English Verse, with a Life and Notes, Volume 2W. Blackwoods, 1881 |
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... low humility , Lets all his days glide noiselessly away , And moves , with soul serene , amid the nooks And silent byways of a blameless life . " The shrilling clarion ne'er his slumber mars , Nor quails 4 [ EPODE II . Alphius .
... low humility , Lets all his days glide noiselessly away , And moves , with soul serene , amid the nooks And silent byways of a blameless life . " The shrilling clarion ne'er his slumber mars , Nor quails 4 [ EPODE II . Alphius .
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... souls are stupefied ! ' Tis even so ; relentless fates the sons of Rome pursue , And his dread crime , in brother's blood who did his hands imbrue ; For still for vengeance from the ground calls guiltless Remus ' gore , By his ...
... souls are stupefied ! ' Tis even so ; relentless fates the sons of Rome pursue , And his dread crime , in brother's blood who did his hands imbrue ; For still for vengeance from the ground calls guiltless Remus ' gore , By his ...
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... soul , For our great Cæsar's victories , Whilst , as our cups are crowned , Lyres blend their Doric melodies With flutes ' Barbaric sound ? As when of late that braggart vain , The self - styled " Son of Neptune " fled , And far from ...
... soul , For our great Cæsar's victories , Whilst , as our cups are crowned , Lyres blend their Doric melodies With flutes ' Barbaric sound ? As when of late that braggart vain , The self - styled " Son of Neptune " fled , And far from ...
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... soul - palsying torpor creep , As though I had quaffed to the lees a draught Charged with the fumes of Lethean sleep ? O gentle Mæcenas ! you kill me , when For the poem I've promised so long you dun me ; I have tried to complete it ...
... soul - palsying torpor creep , As though I had quaffed to the lees a draught Charged with the fumes of Lethean sleep ? O gentle Mæcenas ! you kill me , when For the poem I've promised so long you dun me ; I have tried to complete it ...
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... soul ; The craven and the hopeless here on their ill - starred beds may loll . Ye who can feel and act like men , this woman's wail give o'er , And fly to regions far away beyond the Etruscan shore ! The circling ocean waits us ; then ...
... soul ; The craven and the hopeless here on their ill - starred beds may loll . Ye who can feel and act like men , this woman's wail give o'er , And fly to regions far away beyond the Etruscan shore ! The circling ocean waits us ; then ...
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Aristippus Augustus bard battle of Actium beauty Book Cæsar Campania Catullus Celsus Albinovanus charm Cicero cried DAMASIPPUS Davus dear death delight doth dread Ennius Epistle EPODE eyes fame farm father fear fool Forum genius give gods Greek hand happy hear heart heir hills honour Horace Horace's Julius Cæsar Julius Florus keep king lines live Lucilius Mæcenas miles mind modern Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er pain plain play poem poet poet's Pomptine Marshes poor praise pray probably Propertius rich Roman Rome Sabine Satire SATIRE III SATIRE IV slave sleep song soul STERTINIUS sure sweet taste tell Temple Temple of Vesta thee things thou thought Tibullus Tibur TIRESIAS town true Twas Ulysses verse Virgil wealth Whilst wild wine wise words wretched write
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Page 53 - A shadow flits before me, Not thou, but like to thee; Ah Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
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Page 74 - How often have I stole forth in the coldest night in January, and found him in the garden, stuck like a dripping statue! There would he kneel to me in the snow, and sneeze and cough so pathetically! he shivering with cold, and I with apprehension! and while the freezing blast numbed our joints, how warmly would he press me to pity his flame, and glow with mutual ardour! Ah, Julia, that was something like being in love!
Page 296 - Passages which to a boy are but rhetorical commonplaces, neither better nor worse than a hundred others which any clever writer might supply, which he gets by heart and thinks very fine, and imitates, as he thinks, successfully in his own flowing versification, at length come home to him when long years have passed and he has had experience of life, and pierce him as if he had never before known them with their sad earnestness and vivid exactness.