The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 - Classical poetry |
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... Venus ' self the hapless youth address'd ( With faint , forced smiles , yet anger at her breast ) : ' Well , Daphnis , art thou still a match for love ? Say , does not Cupid now the victor prove ? ' Begin , dear Muse , the strain of ...
... Venus ' self the hapless youth address'd ( With faint , forced smiles , yet anger at her breast ) : ' Well , Daphnis , art thou still a match for love ? Say , does not Cupid now the victor prove ? ' Begin , dear Muse , the strain of ...
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... Venus would have raised his head- But Fate had spun his last remaining thread ! And Daphnis pass'd the lake ! the ' o'erwhelming tide Buried the nymphs ' delight - the Muse's pride ! Close , heavenly Muse , the tale of pastoral woe ! Ah ...
... Venus would have raised his head- But Fate had spun his last remaining thread ! And Daphnis pass'd the lake ! the ' o'erwhelming tide Buried the nymphs ' delight - the Muse's pride ! Close , heavenly Muse , the tale of pastoral woe ! Ah ...
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... Venus , whirl him , at my door around , Swift as this brazen orbit marks the ground ! Iynx , O force him , & c . I strew the bran : but Dian's power can shake Hell's adamantine gates , and bid all Tartarus quake ! Hark - the dogs ...
... Venus , whirl him , at my door around , Swift as this brazen orbit marks the ground ! Iynx , O force him , & c . I strew the bran : but Dian's power can shake Hell's adamantine gates , and bid all Tartarus quake ! Hark - the dogs ...
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... Venus , at this happier hour , A heart's warm homage that adores thy power ! And , next , this tribute may Simatha claim , Who sweetly call'd , and snatch'd me from the flame ! Ah ! lightning Love , more fierce than Ætna's blaze , Pours ...
... Venus , at this happier hour , A heart's warm homage that adores thy power ! And , next , this tribute may Simatha claim , Who sweetly call'd , and snatch'd me from the flame ! Ah ! lightning Love , more fierce than Ætna's blaze , Pours ...
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... Venus ' sacred shrine , Two richly sculptured images of gold ; While thy dear hand a rose or lute should hold , Or vermeil apple , and thy swain be dress'd , New sandal'd , in a dancer's gaudy vest . Delightful girl ! how beauteous are ...
... Venus ' sacred shrine , Two richly sculptured images of gold ; While thy dear hand a rose or lute should hold , Or vermeil apple , and thy swain be dress'd , New sandal'd , in a dancer's gaudy vest . Delightful girl ! how beauteous are ...
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Adonis Alcmena amidst Amycus Anacreon ancient Apollonius Rhodius Aratus bard beautiful Bion bless'd bloom bosom Brasidas breast breath Bucolic Catullus character charms Cicada cries Cupid DAPH Daphnis death delight display'd e'en earth eclogue ELEGY Epigrams Epithalamium eyes fair fame fate flame flowers Galatea genius glow goat goatherd Gorgo grace Greek grove hail hath heart Heinsius Hercules herds herdsman honour Hylas Idyllia IDYLLIUM imitated Jove kiss live lover Lycidas maid melting cadence Moschus Muse Nicias numbers flow nymph o'er Orpheus Ovid pale pass'd passage pastoral woe piece Pindar pipe poem poet Pollux Praxinoe Priapus Ptolemy racters rise rustic sacred says scene shade SHEP shepherd Sicilian Sicily sigh sing sleep soft song sorrows soul strain of pastoral sung sure swain sweet tears tenderest notes complain thee Theocritus thine thou Thyrsis translator Tyrtæus Venus Virgil virgin Warton wave Whilst wild youth
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