Progressive Exercises in Latin Elegiac VerseRivingtons, 1830 - 142 стор. |
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... Summer had scattered her wild ( incultus ) flowers : and the bird was singing sweetly ( dulce , neut . adj . used adver- bially ) amid the birches . - 7 , 8. But they have hurried my ( noster ) boy far - away into the battles : Winter ...
... Summer had scattered her wild ( incultus ) flowers : and the bird was singing sweetly ( dulce , neut . adj . used adver- bially ) amid the birches . - 7 , 8. But they have hurried my ( noster ) boy far - away into the battles : Winter ...
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... Summer's ( adj . ) beauty . EXERCISE XXVIII . ( C. Rossetti ) . Summer is gone with all its roses , Its sun , and perfumes , and sweet flowers , Its warm air and refreshing showers ; And even Autumn closes . Yea , Autumn's chilly self ...
... Summer's ( adj . ) beauty . EXERCISE XXVIII . ( C. Rossetti ) . Summer is gone with all its roses , Its sun , and perfumes , and sweet flowers , Its warm air and refreshing showers ; And even Autumn closes . Yea , Autumn's chilly self ...
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... summer day . Observe the force of the comparative in line 3 . EXERCISE XXXIX . ( same continued ) . As thus in indolence she lies , A giddy Wasp around her flies ; He now advances , now retires , Now to her 26 EXERCISES IN LATIN VERSE.
... summer day . Observe the force of the comparative in line 3 . EXERCISE XXXIX . ( same continued ) . As thus in indolence she lies , A giddy Wasp around her flies ; He now advances , now retires , Now to her 26 EXERCISES IN LATIN VERSE.
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... Summer , when Summer was gone . Thus Memory draws from delight , ere it dies , An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul , as ' twas then to my eyes , Is that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer . Stanza I ...
... Summer , when Summer was gone . Thus Memory draws from delight , ere it dies , An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul , as ' twas then to my eyes , Is that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer . Stanza I ...
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... CV . ( Sir W. Scott ) . He is gone on the mountain , He is lost to the forest , Like a summer - dried fountain , When our need was the sorest . The fount re - appearing From the rain - drops 70 EXERCISES IN LATIN VERSE.
... CV . ( Sir W. Scott ) . He is gone on the mountain , He is lost to the forest , Like a summer - dried fountain , When our need was the sorest . The fount re - appearing From the rain - drops 70 EXERCISES IN LATIN VERSE.
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Aids 11 Aids VII amid amor Anadiplosis Anaphora Apposition Assistant-Master beauty breast breeze bright broom brow charms clouds continued Crown 8vo dark Dost thou wish dreams dreary Edited Exercise XXIV eyes farewell flower frae FRANCIS STORR glen green grove heart Hendiadys Heroid Horace is-wont Jupiter light loca malè Marlborough College mihi morning Morninge Sleepe night nought nymph o'er Observe in Stanza Observe the repetition Ovid Pentameter penult perf Periphrasis Poet quæ rex Romanorum rose Rugby School shade shaken mat shine showers sing slumbers Small 8vo smile song Stanza II stream subj sweet syllable tears tempests thee tibi Transpose twine unus vale verb Verse VIII Virg voice vowel wandering waves weary ween weep whilst wild wind wont word Wouldst thou
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Сторінка 7 - I need Thy presence every passing hour : What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, LORD, abide with me.
Сторінка 56 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting; The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best, which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former.
Сторінка 56 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For, having lost...
Сторінка 105 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Сторінка 32 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day...
Сторінка 112 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Сторінка 52 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight— Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade.
Сторінка 22 - Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flowerets she stems thy clear wave.
Сторінка 55 - And the scene where his melody charm'd me before Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long lie as lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead.
Сторінка 21 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.