Progressive Exercises in Latin Elegiac VerseRivingtons, 1830 - 142 стор. |
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... continued ) . : 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 . I fear no foe with Thee at hand to ...
... continued ) . : 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 . I fear no foe with Thee at hand to ...
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... continued ) . Across the brook like roebuck bound , And thread the brake like questing hound : The crag is high , the scaur is deep , Yet shrink not from the desperate leap : Parch'd are thy burning lips and brow , Yet by the fountain ...
... continued ) . Across the brook like roebuck bound , And thread the brake like questing hound : The crag is high , the scaur is deep , Yet shrink not from the desperate leap : Parch'd are thy burning lips and brow , Yet by the fountain ...
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... continued ) . The merry ploughboy cheers his team , Wi ' joy the tentie seedsman stalks ; But life to me's a weary dream , A dream of ane that never wauks . The wanton coot the water skims , Amang the reeds the ducklings cry : The ...
... continued ) . The merry ploughboy cheers his team , Wi ' joy the tentie seedsman stalks ; But life to me's a weary dream , A dream of ane that never wauks . The wanton coot the water skims , Amang the reeds the ducklings cry : The ...
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... continued ) . The shepherd steeks his faulding slap , And o'er the moorlands whistles shrill : Wi ' wild , unequal , wandering step , I meet him on the dewy hill . And when the lark , ' twixt light and dark , Blithe waukens by the ...
... continued ) . The shepherd steeks his faulding slap , And o'er the moorlands whistles shrill : Wi ' wild , unequal , wandering step , I meet him on the dewy hill . And when the lark , ' twixt light and dark , Blithe waukens by the ...
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... continued ) . ' Twas thus my hair they bade me braid : They bade me to the church repair : " It was my bridal morn , " they said , 66 And my true love would meet me there . " But woe betide the cruel guile , That drown'd in blood the ...
... continued ) . ' Twas thus my hair they bade me braid : They bade me to the church repair : " It was my bridal morn , " they said , 66 And my true love would meet me there . " But woe betide the cruel guile , That drown'd in blood the ...
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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.