Macaronic PoetryAppleton Morgan Hurd and Houghton, 1872 - 300 стор. |
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æger againſt Alice Cary anagram ANTONIUS DE ARENA atque beſt calvis cantate Calvorum calvos calvum Camœnæ canibus CANUM caput Carmina catenis certamine chronogram clarifonæ compofed Conatus cuncti curious effe Engliſh eſt faid fame fatire fays fhall figh fimul firſt fome fuch funt fuper Galah hæc Harper's Magazine haud himſelf hunc Igno illi inter INTROD juſt laft laſt Latin letter lines Macaronic Macaronica mihi moſt muſt nobis noftro nunc nunquam omnes pacis paffim palindrome parati patriæ Perrimerri dictum pingue plebs poem poet poffum poft Poftquam populo Porcelli Porcellorum Porci PORCO Porcorum Porro prælia PREF princeps propter publiſhed PUGNA quæ quam Quid quod rhyme RONIC MACA RONIC POETRY MACA ſay ſecond ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpecimen ſtyle tamen terque thee theſe thoſe thou tibi tranflation Tunc uſe verfe verſe volo whoſe word
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Сторінка 20 - They that tarry long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed wine. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright: at the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Сторінка 179 - How dulce to vive occult to mortal eyes, Dorm on the herb with none to supervise, Carp the suave berries from the crescent vine, And bibe the flow from longicaudate kine! To me, alas ! no verdurous visions come, Save yon exiguous...
Сторінка 92 - Short life in truth this thing doth try. Wherefore come death, and let me die. Come, gentle death, the ebb of care, The ebb of care, the flood of life; The flood of life, the joyful fare; The joyful fare, the end of strife ; The end of strife, that thing wish I, Wherefore come death, and let me die.
Сторінка 10 - Fresch fulgent flurist fragrant flour formois, lantern to lufe, of ladeis lamp and lot, cherie maist chaist, cheif charbucle and chois, smaill sweit smaragde smelling but smit of smot...
Сторінка 37 - Lamb, then Dean of the Arches, shot her through and through, with an arrow borrowed from her own quiver...
Сторінка 19 - As for altars and pyramids in poetry, he has outdone all men that way ; for he has made a gridiron and a frying-pan in verse, that, besides the likeness in shape, the very tone and sound of the words did perfectly represent the noise that is made by these utensils, such as the old poet called Sartago loquendi.
Сторінка 99 - Pshaw!" Lover. Say, what will win that frisking coney Into the toils of matrimony ! Echo. "Money!" Lover. Has Phoebe not a heavenly brow? Is it not white as pearl — as snow ? Echo. "Ass, no!
Сторінка 78 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good: But sure I think that I can drink With him that wears a hood.
Сторінка 104 - Left the warm precinfts of the chearful day, Nor caft one longing, ling'ring look behind ? On fome fond breaft the parting foul relies, Some pious drops the...
Сторінка 241 - Glares at them with terrible eyes, suffectis sanguine et igni, And, never conceiving their chief will so quickly deal him a floorer, Opens wide to receive them at once, his linguis...