Classical Disquisitions and Curiosities: Critical and Historical

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Longmans, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1825 - Classical philology - 460 pages
 

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Page 293 - And after six days Jesus taketh Peter, James, and John his brother, and bringeth them up into an high mountain apart, and was transfigured before them : and his face did shine as the sun, and his raiment was white as the light.
Page 77 - THAMMUZ came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties, all a summer's day ; While smooth Adonis from his native rock 450 Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Page 22 - Hé ! de quoi est-ce qu'on parle là ? de celui qui m'a dérobé? Quel bruit fait-on là-haut ? est-ce mon voleur qui y est ? De grâce si l'on sait des nouvelles de mon voleur, je supplie que l'on m'en dise.
Page 278 - A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is come: but as soon as she is delivered of the child, she remembereth no more the anguish, for joy that a man is born into the world.
Page 77 - Son of man, hast thou seen what the ancients of the house of Israel do in the dark, every man in the chambers of his imagery? for they say, The Lord seeth us not ; the Lord hath forsaken the earth.
Page 55 - Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads...
Page 250 - ... 80 Haec ubi dicta, cavum conversa cuspide montem impulit in latus ; ac venti, velut agmine facto, qua data porta, ruunt et terras turbine perflant.
Page 103 - Defendente vicem modo rhetoris atque poetae, Interdum urbani parcentis viribus atque Extenuantis eas consulto. Ridiculum acri Fortius et melius magnas plerumque secat res.
Page 259 - Ut pictura poesis : erit quae si propius stes Te capiat magis, et quaedam si longius abstes.
Page 220 - THUS saith the Lord, The heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool: Where is the house that ye build unto me? And where is the place of my rest ? For all those things hath mine hand made, And all those things have been, saith the Lord: But to this man will I look, Even to him that is poor and of a contrite spirit, And trembleth at my word.

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