The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient, Mediæval, and Modern Times. With Notes, Observations, Illustrations, and an Introduction |
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... died . How vain is reason , eloquence how weak ! If Pope must tell what Harcourt cannot speak . Oh ! let thy once - lov'd friend inscribe thy stone , And with a father's sorrows mix his own . Pope's finest epitaph , because the noblest ...
... died . How vain is reason , eloquence how weak ! If Pope must tell what Harcourt cannot speak . Oh ! let thy once - lov'd friend inscribe thy stone , And with a father's sorrows mix his own . Pope's finest epitaph , because the noblest ...
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... died , thou art , as Hesperus , giving New splendour to the dead . Ausonius has a very pretty imitation of this epigram ( Ep . 144 ) : As Lucifer once , fair star of the morn , You gave for the living your light ; Now shrouded in death ...
... died , thou art , as Hesperus , giving New splendour to the dead . Ausonius has a very pretty imitation of this epigram ( Ep . 144 ) : As Lucifer once , fair star of the morn , You gave for the living your light ; Now shrouded in death ...
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... died for sin : Here the bones of birth have cried , Though gods they were , as men they died : Here are sands , ignoble things . Dropt from the ruin'd sides of kings , Here's a world of pomp and state Buried in dust , once dead by fate ...
... died for sin : Here the bones of birth have cried , Though gods they were , as men they died : Here are sands , ignoble things . Dropt from the ruin'd sides of kings , Here's a world of pomp and state Buried in dust , once dead by fate ...
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... died . " When Alexander saw the body of the unfortunate Darius Codomanus , he wept , and taking off his military cloak threw it over the corpse , but no voice was heard to scorn the gift , for Darius , sensible that his royal enemy was ...
... died . " When Alexander saw the body of the unfortunate Darius Codomanus , he wept , and taking off his military cloak threw it over the corpse , but no voice was heard to scorn the gift , for Darius , sensible that his royal enemy was ...
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... died . This reminds us of Martial's epigram of like character ( Book VI . 53 ) , which Elphinston thus translates : He bath'd with us , brisk ; and he supp'd with us , gay ; Next morn , with the dead , Athenagoras lay . The cause , do ...
... died . This reminds us of Martial's epigram of like character ( Book VI . 53 ) , which Elphinston thus translates : He bath'd with us , brisk ; and he supp'd with us , gay ; Next morn , with the dead , Athenagoras lay . The cause , do ...
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Page 214 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 237 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind...
Page 160 - This music crept by me upon the waters, Allaying both their fury and my passion With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather.
Page 458 - Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body...
Page 166 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly; These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play; But I have that within which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Page 267 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Page 213 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 202 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Page 330 - Life is a Jest, and all Things show it; I thought so once, but now I know it.
Page 539 - Life ! we've been long together, Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear : — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not ' Good night ' — but in some brighter clime Bid me