Greek Pastoral Poets: Theocritus, Bion, and MoschusJ. Fraser, 1836 - 419 страници |
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... bulls , cows , and calves lamenting pined . First Hermes from the mountain came and said , J. ' Daphnis , by whom art thou disquieted ? For whom dost thou endure so fierce a flame ? " Then cowherds , goatherds , shepherds thronging came ...
... bulls , cows , and calves lamenting pined . First Hermes from the mountain came and said , J. ' Daphnis , by whom art thou disquieted ? For whom dost thou endure so fierce a flame ? " Then cowherds , goatherds , shepherds thronging came ...
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... thickly wooded hill . BATTUS . How lean that red bull is ! just such another May Lampra have to offer to the mother Of Mars ! it is a tribe compact of ill . E CORYDON . Yet at the lake - mouth he doth THE SWAINS . 37.
... thickly wooded hill . BATTUS . How lean that red bull is ! just such another May Lampra have to offer to the mother Of Mars ! it is a tribe compact of ill . E CORYDON . Yet at the lake - mouth he doth THE SWAINS . 37.
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... boxer Ægon at a meal Ate eighty cakes ; where from the mountain's heel He seized and dragged a proud bull by the hoof , And gave it Amaryllis ; then aloof Shouted the women , and the cowherd smiled . BATTUS 38 THEOCRITUS .
... boxer Ægon at a meal Ate eighty cakes ; where from the mountain's heel He seized and dragged a proud bull by the hoof , And gave it Amaryllis ; then aloof Shouted the women , and the cowherd smiled . BATTUS 38 THEOCRITUS .
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... bulls feed- but not roam far asunder , Scorning the herd - and crop the leafy spray ; And leave the heifers to their frolic play . Begin for me the sweet bucolic strain , And let Menalcas take it up again . DAPHNIS . " Sweet low the cow ...
... bulls feed- but not roam far asunder , Scorning the herd - and crop the leafy spray ; And leave the heifers to their frolic play . Begin for me the sweet bucolic strain , And let Menalcas take it up again . DAPHNIS . " Sweet low the cow ...
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... bull into the wood , " as runs the fable . Add two to this , the eight and fiftieth day , " Twill be two full months since she went away ; And since we parted , as a sign of wo My hair has , Thracian - like , been left to grow . But ...
... bull into the wood , " as runs the fable . Add two to this , the eight and fiftieth day , " Twill be two full months since she went away ; And since we parted , as a sign of wo My hair has , Thracian - like , been left to grow . But ...
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Adonis Ægon Alcmena Aphrodite Apollo apples Arethuse Argos Augeias BATTUS beautiful bees Bion birds blest bloom breath bright bucolic bull called Chariclo CHLOE COMATAS CORYDON cowherd cruel Cyclops Cynisca Cypris DAPHNIS daughter dear Delphis didst Dionysus divinest Moon Dorian dost doth e'en eyes fair fear feed fleece flocks flowers goatherd goats goddess gods golden GORGO GRACE Greek grew my love hand hath hear heart Hercules herd hither draw Homer honour IDYL Iphicles Jove's kine king kiss LACON lamb lips lover Lycidas Lynceus magic wheel MENALCAS mighty MILON minstrel mortal Moschus mother mountain murmur Muses night numbered Nymphs o'er pastoral Peirithous pipe poet Pollux PRAXINOA Priapus Ptolemy Ptolemy Philadelphus renown rose round sheep shepherd Sicilian sing sleep smiled song spring sweet sweetly Sybaris Syracuse tears thee Theocritus Theseus thine thou thrice Thyrsis virgin wail weep Whence grew wild youth Zeus
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Страница 391 - 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.
Страница 357 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Страница 344 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it...
Страница 393 - EPITAPH ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother ; Death ! ere thou hast slain another, Learned, and fair, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Страница 328 - And it came to pass at noon, that Elijah mocked them, and said, Cry aloud; for he is a god: either he is talking, or he is pursuing, or he is in a journey, or, peradventure, he sleepeth, and must be awaked.
Страница 333 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess, excellently bright! Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose: Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess, excellently bright! Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal shining quiver: Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever; Thou that...
Страница 413 - For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
Страница 405 - Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Страница 362 - Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull...
Страница 376 - I led her, blushing like the morn : all heaven, And happy constellations, on that hour Shed their selectest influence : the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill ; Joyous the birds...