Specimens of Greek and Latin verse: chiefly translations |
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... For ever happy : him who disobeys , Me disobeys , breaks union , and that day , Cast out from God and blessed vision , falls Into utter darkness , deep ingulf'd , his place Ordain'd without redemption , without end .
... For ever happy : him who disobeys , Me disobeys , breaks union , and that day , Cast out from God and blessed vision , falls Into utter darkness , deep ingulf'd , his place Ordain'd without redemption , without end .
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To the ocean now I fly , And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye , Up in the broad fields of the sky : There I suck the liquid air All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus , and his daughters three That „ sing about ...
To the ocean now I fly , And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye , Up in the broad fields of the sky : There I suck the liquid air All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus , and his daughters three That „ sing about ...
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Joyous as morning , Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest ; And though little troubled with sloth , Drunken lark ! thou wouldst be loth To be such a traveller as I. Happy , happy liver , With a soul ...
Joyous as morning , Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest ; And though little troubled with sloth , Drunken lark ! thou wouldst be loth To be such a traveller as I. Happy , happy liver , With a soul ...
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... and yours for this . FROM BYRON . The kiss , dear maid , thy lip has left Shall never part from mine , Till happier hours restore the gift Untainted back to thine . ύβριν πάρoινoν ύβρισ ' , αυτούργο χερι φθείρας θεου Σωτήρος 78 BYRON.
... and yours for this . FROM BYRON . The kiss , dear maid , thy lip has left Shall never part from mine , Till happier hours restore the gift Untainted back to thine . ύβριν πάρoινoν ύβρισ ' , αυτούργο χερι φθείρας θεου Σωτήρος 78 BYRON.
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O daughter of Babylon , wasted with misery ; yea , happy shall he be that rewardeth thee , as thou hast served us . 9. Blessed be he that taketh thy children , and throweth them against the stones . THE SAME TRANSLATED .
O daughter of Babylon , wasted with misery ; yea , happy shall he be that rewardeth thee , as thou hast served us . 9. Blessed be he that taketh thy children , and throweth them against the stones . THE SAME TRANSLATED .
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| Title | Specimens of Greek and Latin verse: chiefly translations |
| Author | Charles Rann Kennedy |
| Translated by | Charles Rann Kennedy |
| Publisher | H.G. Bohn, 1853 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 18 Mar 2008 |
| Length | 154 pages |
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