The poems of Catullus, tr. into Engl. verse, with notes by T. Martin |
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The Poems of Catullus, Tr. Into Engl. Verse, With Notes by T. Martin Gaius Valerius Catullus Podgląd niedostępny - 2018 |
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Acme Amastris Anon Ariadne Bacchus beauty Bithynia blest bliss breast bride brother Cæsar Calvus Catullus Catullus's charm chaste Cicero CORNELIUS NEPOS couch Cybele Cytorus dear delight despair divine dost doth e'er epigram epithalamium eyes Fabullus fair feeling fire flower Foolscap Octavo Furius gaze gods grace grief Hail hear heart Herrick Hesper Hodiè husband Hymenæus infra Jove kiss lady Laodamia Lesbia lines lips lover maid maiden Mamurra MANIUS ACILIUS GLABRIO Manlius mistress mother Muretus neque night nuptial o'er Octavo Oh Hymen Hymenæus Ovid passion Peleus poem of Catullus poet Post Octavo prætor queen Roman says scorn Second Edition shine shore siege of Peschiera Sirmio Small Octavo smile song soul spindles stars sweet Tale tears thee Theseus Thessaly Thetis thine Third Edition thou threads of doom Tibullus translator Verannius verses virgin Volumes weave the threads wert Whilst wild youth
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Strona 144 - Come, let us go while we are in our prime; And take the harmless folly of the time. We shall grow old apace, and die Before we know our liberty. Our life is short, and our days run As fast away as does the...
Strona 186 - The whiles some one did chaunt this lovely lay; Ah! see, whoso fayre thing dost fain to see, In springing flower the image of thy day! Ah ! see the virgin rose, how sweetly she Doth first peep forth with bashful modesty, That fairer seems the less ye see her may! Lo! see soon after, how more bold and free Her bared bosom she doth broad display; Lo! see soon after, how she fades and falls away!
Strona 170 - And being ravish'd thus, Come, I will drink a tun To my Propertius. Now, to Tibullus next, This flood I drink to thee; — But stay, I see a text, That this presents to me. Behold! Tibullus lies Here burnt, whose small return Of ashes scarce suffice To fill a little urn. Trust to good verses then; They only will aspire, When pyramids, as men, Are lost i' th
Strona 186 - Her bared bosom she doth broad display; Lo see soon after, how she fades, and falls away. So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower...
Strona 183 - Tell me, ye merchants' daughters, did ye see So fair a creature in your town before...
Strona 194 - And strike to dust the imperial towers of Troy; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground. What wonder then, fair nymph ! thy hairs should feel The conquering force of unresisted steel?