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The Poems of Catullus, Tr. Into Engl. Verse, with Notes by T. Martin
Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Page 142 - Come, let us go while we are in our prime; And take the harmless folly of the time. We shall grow old apace, and die Before we know our liberty. Our life is short, and our days run As fast away as does the...
Page 184 - The whiles some one did chaunt this lovely lay; Ah! see, whoso fayre thing dost fain to see, In springing flower the image of thy day! Ah ! see the virgin rose, how sweetly she Doth first peep forth with bashful modesty, That fairer seems the less ye see her may! Lo! see soon after, how more bold and free Her bared bosom she doth broad display; Lo! see soon after, how she fades and falls away!
Page 168 - And being ravish'd thus, Come, I will drink a tun To my Propertius. Now, to Tibullus next, This flood I drink to thee; — But stay, I see a text, That this presents to me. Behold! Tibullus lies Here burnt, whose small return Of ashes scarce suffice To fill a little urn. Trust to good verses then; They only will aspire, When pyramids, as men, Are lost i' th
Page 184 - Her bared bosom she doth broad display; Lo see soon after, how she fades, and falls away. So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower...
Page 181 - Tell me, ye merchants' daughters, did ye see So fair a creature in your town before...
Page 192 - And strike to dust the imperial towers of Troy; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground. What wonder then, fair nymph ! thy hairs should feel The conquering force of unresisted steel?