An introduction to Latin elegiac verse composition. [With] Latin rendering of the exercises in pt.2 |
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A. W. VERRALL adjective ancient Assistant-Master beauty BOOKS bosom breast breeze brow cæsura Cambridge Classical Series Comp couplet Crown 8vo dactyl declension deep earth Edited by E. S. Edited by Rev ELEGIAC end line English ĕris Eton College EXERCISE Extra fcap eyes FASNACHT fcap Fellow of St Fellow of Trinity flowers genitive heaven Hertford College hexameter HINTS honour Ĭnis Introduction and Notes ipse J. H. LUPTON J. P. MAHAFFY J. P. POSTGATE John's College lacrima late Fellow learner light metre mourn nouns nullus o'er ōris Ovid Oxford pentameter plural poet preparation Professor of Greek PROSE ptcp puella quae R. C. JEBB RETRANSLATION School shade song soul sound spondee subj subjunctive sweet syllable tears TENNYSON thee Theseus thou Translated Trinity College unda verb verse composition Virg Vocabulary voice vowel waves weep winds word ΙΟ
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Page 151 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Page 173 - What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me...
Page 171 - Abide with me from morn till eve, for without thee I cannot live; abide with me when night is nigh, for without thee I dare not die.
Page 153 - Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 166 - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Page 119 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Page 166 - What thanks I owe thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store, Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more.
Page 174 - I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless; ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
Page 162 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
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