Progressive Exercises in Latin Elegiac VerseRivingtons, 1871 |
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... rose - bowers ( loca plena rosarum ) bloom , where the nightingale sings all the day long ( nullo non die ) .- 3 , 4. Once amid the songs of the bird , and amid the rose - gardens ( rosarium ) , sweet dreams appeared to me in - my ...
... rose - bowers ( loca plena rosarum ) bloom , where the nightingale sings all the day long ( nullo non die ) .- 3 , 4. Once amid the songs of the bird , and amid the rose - gardens ( rosarium ) , sweet dreams appeared to me in - my ...
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... rose which has grown from his cheeks , we know not whence ( incertum est unde sit orta ) . The word " rose " will be in the nominative by attraction ; as in Ovid , " Sic tibi dent nymphæ quæ levet unda sitim . ” — 7 , 8. Transpose thus ...
... rose which has grown from his cheeks , we know not whence ( incertum est unde sit orta ) . The word " rose " will be in the nominative by attraction ; as in Ovid , " Sic tibi dent nymphæ quæ levet unda sitim . ” — 7 , 8. Transpose thus ...
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... rose ( Aids II . 1 ) hath folded ( compono ) its silken ( tenuis ) leaves , -3 , 4. On one side ( inde ) the honeysuckle sheds its pleasant odours , On another ( hinc ) the birch blends ( tempero ) its fragrance ( aura ) in the vale ...
... rose ( Aids II . 1 ) hath folded ( compono ) its silken ( tenuis ) leaves , -3 , 4. On one side ( inde ) the honeysuckle sheds its pleasant odours , On another ( hinc ) the birch blends ( tempero ) its fragrance ( aura ) in the vale ...
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... rose ' ; A fairer than either adorns the green valleys , Where Devon , sweet Devon , meandering flows . Stanza 1. 1 , 2. Spare , I pray , the tender flower , thou breeze , which chill with hoary ( pruinosus ) wing art - present as the ...
... rose ' ; A fairer than either adorns the green valleys , Where Devon , sweet Devon , meandering flows . Stanza 1. 1 , 2. Spare , I pray , the tender flower , thou breeze , which chill with hoary ( pruinosus ) wing art - present as the ...
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... rose which to - day blows ( sese pando ) in happy gardens , to - morrow a - dying ( moribundus ) will droop its tender head . Stanza II . 1 , 2. The higher ( quò sublimiùs ) Phœbus with his lamp scales ( occupo ) the citadels of heaven ...
... rose which to - day blows ( sese pando ) in happy gardens , to - morrow a - dying ( moribundus ) will droop its tender head . Stanza II . 1 , 2. The higher ( quò sublimiùs ) Phœbus with his lamp scales ( occupo ) the citadels of heaven ...
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Aids 11 Aids VII amid beauty boys breast breeze bright brow Cambridge charms Cheltenham College clouds College List continued Crown 8vo dark dost thou dreams dreary Edward Meyrick Goulburn English Notes Exercise XXIV eyes farewell flower frae glen Greek green grove heart Henry's First Latin Hexameter High Street Isocrates John Henry Blunt late Fellow Latin Book light London Rivington's School malè mihi night nought numbers nymph o'er Observe in Stanza Observe the repetition Ovid Oxford Pall Mall Pentameter Periphrasis Poet quæ Queen's College quò rose School and College Second Edition shade shine sing sleep Small 8vo smile song Stanza II stream subj sweet tears thee thine Thomas Kerchever Arnold Thucydides tibi translated Transpose Trinity College Trinity Street twine vale verb Verse Virg voice Waterloo Place waves ween weep whilst wild wind word
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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 7 - ABIDE with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Сторінка 115 - 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 122 - 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 : Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd ; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd...
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 22 - There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There, oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Сторінка 21 - College and Rector of St. Botolph's, and the Rev. WJ Beamont, MA, late Fellow of Trinity College, Cambridge. With a Preface by the lord Bishop of Ely.
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.