Philosophia Musarum, containing Pan, a pastoral of the first age, with other poems and fragments, a supplement, consisting of fugitive pieces and collections, and some philosophical notesVan de Casteels-Werbrouck, 1843 - 290 sivua |
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... Night And is in trim so unlike the gay morn , When in her ruby mantle she arose Lately to light the mighty Titan's path And lead him on to conquest over Python ; Is now my wonderment : I recollect She look'd as if arrry'd in Iris scarf ...
... Night And is in trim so unlike the gay morn , When in her ruby mantle she arose Lately to light the mighty Titan's path And lead him on to conquest over Python ; Is now my wonderment : I recollect She look'd as if arrry'd in Iris scarf ...
Sivu 2
... in upon By the shrill clarion of the early cock , Who taking this pale little wintry noon For a long dawning , croweth all the day : And then as fearful lest the murky night 30 40 50 Should favour the grim wolf or thievish fox That ( 2 )
... in upon By the shrill clarion of the early cock , Who taking this pale little wintry noon For a long dawning , croweth all the day : And then as fearful lest the murky night 30 40 50 Should favour the grim wolf or thievish fox That ( 2 )
Sivu 3
... night , Can never be mistaken . Hail Damotas ! 60 It cheers me up , a kindsman thus to greet ; But ' tis most strange that we together came , On Syria's plains , who but the other night , 70 In the fresh pastures of Arcadia , Batten'd ...
... night , Can never be mistaken . Hail Damotas ! 60 It cheers me up , a kindsman thus to greet ; But ' tis most strange that we together came , On Syria's plains , who but the other night , 70 In the fresh pastures of Arcadia , Batten'd ...
Sivu 5
... night.- But I must cut the thread of long discourse , And seek some shady bower of beach or elm ; For these my weary limbs have need of rest . But tell me , as we jog along the way , Thy story and for why thou'rt hither come . M. I was ...
... night.- But I must cut the thread of long discourse , And seek some shady bower of beach or elm ; For these my weary limbs have need of rest . But tell me , as we jog along the way , Thy story and for why thou'rt hither come . M. I was ...
Sivu 7
... night . And then , from his melodious sevenstring'd lute , He drew such heavenly concords of sweed sound , Such strains of soulentrancing harmony As outdid all the music of the sphères . But we approach the fountain ; so sit down Under ...
... night . And then , from his melodious sevenstring'd lute , He drew such heavenly concords of sweed sound , Such strains of soulentrancing harmony As outdid all the music of the sphères . But we approach the fountain ; so sit down Under ...
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amor Angels animals Atque Ave regina beast bell bids blest bloom bow wow wow bower breath bright cause chorus Christian cose creatures credenza Cybele dear death divine doctrine doth earth eternal eyes fair faithful fede flocks flowers fond Galanthis golden grace green hand Hark hast hath heart Heaven hither holy Hourglass human immortal ipse Jove joys Lady Mary Shepherd life's light living loadstar Menalcas mente Merrily mihi mind Mopsus morn mortal Muse Nature night nunc o'er pain pass penance philosophers Philostratus phrenology pilgrim poison'd Polyhymnia praise prayer Pyrrho quæ Quid retributive Justice rose round sacred sage scene sensations sensazione sense Septuagint shade Shargs Shepherd sing song soon soul sound star sweet Tallyo terra thee thing THOMAS IGNATIUS MARIA thou truth tutto Venus Virgin virtue vita wassailers ween Woundhealing Zampa Zephyrus
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Sivu 220 - For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast: for all is vanity. All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
Sivu 219 - I said in mine heart concerning the estate of the sons of men, that God might manifest them, and that they might see that they themselves are beasts. For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast: for all is vanity.
Sivu 220 - Wherefore I perceive that there is nothing better, than that a man should rejoice in his own works; for that is his portion: for who shall bring him to see what shall be after him?
Sivu 217 - Though while he lived he blessed his soul : and men will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself. 19 He shall go to the generation of his fathers ; they shall never see light. 20 Man that is in honour, and understandeth not, is like the beasts that perish.
Sivu 238 - Ille potens sui Laetusque deget, cui licet in diem Dixisse, ' Vixi : cras vel atra Nube polum Pater occupato ' Vel sole puro : non tamen irritum, 45 Quodcumque retro est, efficiet : neque Diffinget infectumque reddet, Quod fugiens semel hora vexit.
Sivu 273 - Good, to whom all things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance, Would send a glistering guardian, if need were, To keep my life and honour unassailed...
Sivu 162 - He has stretched him quietly down at length, To bask in the starlight his giant strength; And Time shall here a tough morsel find, For his steel-devouring teeth to grind.
Sivu 162 - Merrily, merrily, let us all sing and make the old telescope rattle and ring. Full fifty years did he laugh at the storm, and the blast could not shake his majestic form. Now prone he lies, where he once stood high and searched the deep heaven with his broad bright eye.
Sivu xvii - Bacchi munera, non illls epulae nocuere repostae: frondibus et victu pascuntur simplicis herbae, pocula sunt fontes liquid! atque exercita cursu flumina, nee somnos abrumpit cura salubris.
Sivu 125 - Though now so hollow , dead , and cold ; For in thy form is yet descried The traces left of young Desire , The Painter's art , the Statesman's pride , The Muse's song , the Poet's fire ; But these , forsooth ; now seem to be Mere Bumps on thy Periphery.