Poematia Latine Partim Reddita, Partim ScriptaG. Pickering, 1840 - 308 страници |
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... . 36. Epilogus Lesbiæ Obstetricis , 37. Epilogue to Ignoramus . 38. Epilogue to Henry the 4th . 39. De Musto . 40. Inest sua gratia Parvis . 41. Sis quod vis , dummodo sis aliquid . EDITIONS . 42. Magnas territat Urbes Rumor . 43. Poteris.
... . 36. Epilogus Lesbiæ Obstetricis , 37. Epilogue to Ignoramus . 38. Epilogue to Henry the 4th . 39. De Musto . 40. Inest sua gratia Parvis . 41. Sis quod vis , dummodo sis aliquid . EDITIONS . 42. Magnas territat Urbes Rumor . 43. Poteris.
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... Gratia desertæ nec super una genæ est . Germanus mihi vermis edax , depascitur artus Cognatos ; nec adhuc est satiata fames : Et gelidæ et longæ restant mihi tædia noctis , Dum noctem excipiat longa , suprema , dies . Sed cantu ...
... Gratia desertæ nec super una genæ est . Germanus mihi vermis edax , depascitur artus Cognatos ; nec adhuc est satiata fames : Et gelidæ et longæ restant mihi tædia noctis , Dum noctem excipiat longa , suprema , dies . Sed cantu ...
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... gratia famæ , Votique et vitæ terminus esto meæ . 35 CHORUS . Equo animum imperio subigam , prudentior usu , Ut carptim attenuor , rex dominusque mei . Nec podagræ , nec lithiasis cruciatibus urar , Sed sensim extinctus devehar ad ...
... gratia famæ , Votique et vitæ terminus esto meæ . 35 CHORUS . Equo animum imperio subigam , prudentior usu , Ut carptim attenuor , rex dominusque mei . Nec podagræ , nec lithiasis cruciatibus urar , Sed sensim extinctus devehar ad ...
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... gratia multa meam . Suaviolum , quin fare , meum ; quæ pascua malunt , Aut ubi , sub medio sole , vagantur oves ? Ad Tavæ errantes quæram sinuosa fluenta ? Quæramve ad Tueda candidioris aquam ? LUCY AND COLIN . F Leinster , famed for ...
... gratia multa meam . Suaviolum , quin fare , meum ; quæ pascua malunt , Aut ubi , sub medio sole , vagantur oves ? Ad Tavæ errantes quæram sinuosa fluenta ? Quæramve ad Tueda candidioris aquam ? LUCY AND COLIN . F Leinster , famed for ...
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... gratia formæ ; Fitque , quod ætatis restat , amoris hyems ; Crescit amicitiæ suavis reputantibus usus , Quàm vel adhuc grati præteriêre dies . Quæque retardari possunt per nulla senectæ Frigora , perpetuo gaudia fonte fluunt . THE FLY ...
... gratia formæ ; Fitque , quod ætatis restat , amoris hyems ; Crescit amicitiæ suavis reputantibus usus , Quàm vel adhuc grati præteriêre dies . Quæque retardari possunt per nulla senectæ Frigora , perpetuo gaudia fonte fluunt . THE FLY ...
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Страница 102 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 96 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.