Selections from Ovid, ed. by E.S. Shuckburgh

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1879
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Page 47 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Page 5 - Fossa fit ad solidum, fruges iaciuntur in ima, Et de vicino terra petita solo. Fossa repletur humo, plenaeque imponitur ara, Et novus accenso fungitur igne focus.
Page 66 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night...
Page 36 - Non fuit ingenio fama maligna meo. Cumque ego praeponam multos mihi, non minor illis Dicor et in toto plurimus orbe legor. Si quid habent igitur vatum praesagia veri, Protinus ut moriar, non ero, terra, tuus. 130 Sive favore tuli, sive hanc ego carmine famam Jure, tibi grates, candide lector, ago.
Page 25 - Lucifer amborum natalibus adfuit idem : Una celebrata est per duo liba dies. Haec est armiferae festis de quinque Minervae, Quae fieri pugna prima cruenta solet. Protinus excolimur teneri, curaque parentis, 15 Imus ad insignes urbis ab arte viros.
Page 7 - Sint tantum reduces ! sed enim temerarius ille Est meus, et stricto quolibet ense ruit. Mens abit et morior, quotiens pugnantis imago Me subit, et gelidum pectora frigus habet.
Page 11 - Laurentibus actus 35 fulmineo celeres dissipat ore canes; mox tamen ipse perit: sic non moriuntur inulti; vulneraque alterna dantque feruntque manu. una dies Fabios ad bellum miserat omnes ; ad bellum missos perdidit una dies.
Page 72 - own exceeding great reward ; ' it has soothed my afflictions ; it has multiplied and refined my enjoyments ; it has endeared solitude ; and it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and the beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me.
Page 25 - Maeonides nullas ipse reliquit opes. Motus eram dictis, totoque Helicone relicto, Scribere conabar verba soluta modis : Sponte sua carmen numeros veniebat ad aptos, 13 Et, quod tentabam scribere, versus erat.

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