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... Live while you live On a Monument in Melrose Abbey Queen Mab Speech of the Genius of the Wood Seræ Divitiæ J.G.L. The Isles of Greece Milton 96 Ex Anthologia 98 92 92 • Shakspeare 94 LX . H.H. Melrose Byron 100 Scott 102 R. R. W.L. ...
... Live while you live On a Monument in Melrose Abbey Queen Mab Speech of the Genius of the Wood Seræ Divitiæ J.G.L. The Isles of Greece Milton 96 Ex Anthologia 98 92 92 • Shakspeare 94 LX . H.H. Melrose Byron 100 Scott 102 R. R. W.L. ...
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... their joy confest : So live that in thy latest hour We the floods of sorrow pour , may And thou in smiles be drest . Carlisle . Donec et exsanguem teneo gelidamque superstes , Alterius non es 18 ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS .
... their joy confest : So live that in thy latest hour We the floods of sorrow pour , may And thou in smiles be drest . Carlisle . Donec et exsanguem teneo gelidamque superstes , Alterius non es 18 ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS .
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... live again , and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine ; By Him recalled to breath , Who captive led captivity , Who robbed the grave of victory , And took the sting from Death . Στῆ δ ̓ ὅμως κῆνος μόνος ὤν , ἐρᾶμος , μάντις 72 ...
... live again , and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine ; By Him recalled to breath , Who captive led captivity , Who robbed the grave of victory , And took the sting from Death . Στῆ δ ̓ ὅμως κῆνος μόνος ὤν , ἐρᾶμος , μάντις 72 ...
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... live , my fair one . There are a thousand joyous things in life Which pass unheeded in a life of joy , As thine hath been , till breezy sorrow comes To ruffle it ; and daily duties paid Hardly at first , at length will bring repose To ...
... live , my fair one . There are a thousand joyous things in life Which pass unheeded in a life of joy , As thine hath been , till breezy sorrow comes To ruffle it ; and daily duties paid Hardly at first , at length will bring repose To ...
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... οὐδέ περ κλύων ἀλλ ̓ ἐν μέσῃ σάλπιγγος ἀλαλάζει βοῇ , ὀσφραίνεται δὲ καὶ πρόσωθεν ὢν μάχης , ταγῶν βρεμόντων παμμιγοῦς θ ̓ ὁμοῦ στρατοῦ . J. R. LIV . Libe while you Libe . LIVE while you ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS . 91 LIII. ...
... οὐδέ περ κλύων ἀλλ ̓ ἐν μέσῃ σάλπιγγος ἀλαλάζει βοῇ , ὀσφραίνεται δὲ καὶ πρόσωθεν ὢν μάχης , ταγῶν βρεμόντων παμμιγοῦς θ ̓ ὁμοῦ στρατοῦ . J. R. LIV . Libe while you Libe . LIVE while you ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS . 91 LIII. ...
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Page 42 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Page 94 - O, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 148 - EPITAPH. ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother : Death, ere thou hast slain another, Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Page 102 - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light ; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
Page 44 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 160 - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue— A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quartered with the hands of war, All pity chok'd with custom of fell deeds; And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's...
Page 156 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 46 - As bees In spring-time, when the Sun with Taurus rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters; they among fresh dews and flowers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubbed with balm, expatiate, and confer Their state affairs: so thick the aery crowd Swarmed and were straitened; till, the signal given, Behold a wonder!
Page 100 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! "Where burning Sappho loved and sung, — Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Page 162 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.