The Odes of Horace: Translated Into English Verse with a Life and NotesTicknor & Fields, 1861 - 358 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Apollo Attalus Augustus Bacchus bard bear beauty beneath blest brave breast brow Cæsar Canidia Catullus charms chaste Chimæra curious fool dear death deep delight divine doom'd dost doth dread e'er earth EPODE eyes F. W. Newman fair fame fancy fate fear fell fierce fire flame Gelonian gods gold gore grace Greek Gyges hand hast hath heart honours Horace Horace's hymn Jove Jove's Julius Cæsar king kiss land Latium Lesbia lord lover Lydia lyre Mæcenas mistress Muse ne'er never night noble numbers o'er ODE VII once Orcus passion poem poet praise pray'r rich roar Roman Rome Sabine Satires scorn Scythians Sextus Pompeius shalt shame shine shore sing sire slaves smile song soul star strain stream sweet Telephus Teucer thee thine thou Thrace thrice Tyndaris unto Venus Venusia verse vile Virgil wealth Whilst wild wine youth
Pasajes populares
Página 314 - A shadow flits before me, Not thou, but like to thee: Ah Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
Página 300 - Mais elle était du monde, où les plus belles choses Ont le pire destin, Et rose elle a vécu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin.
Página 331 - How often have I stole forth in the coldest night in January, and found him in the garden, stuck like a dripping statue! There would he kneel to me in the snow, and sneeze and cough so pathetically! he shivering with cold, and I with apprehension! and while the freezing blast numbed our joints, how warmly would he press me to pity his flame, and glow with mutual ardour! Ah, Julia, that was something like being in love!
Página 339 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call to-day his own: He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have lived to-day. Be fair or foul, or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
Página 19 - Dulcia convictus membra fuere mei ; Et tenuit nostras numerosus Horatius aures, Dum ferit Ausonia carmina culta lyra.
Página 337 - Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts. Let him drink and forget his poverty and remember his misery no more.
Página 354 - Then I've fitted you. Here lie the gifts of both ; sudden and subtle : His picture made in wax, and gently molten By a blue fire kindled with dead men's eyes, Will waste him by degrees.
Página 201 - I've reared a monument, my own, More durable than brass ; Yea, kingly pyramids of stone In height it doth surpass. " Rain shall not sap, nor driving blast Disturb its settled base, Nor countless ages rolling past Its symmetry deface. " I shall not wholly die. Some part, Nor that a little, shall Escape the dark Destroyer's dart, And his grim festival.
Página 340 - Still various, and inconstant still, But with an inclination to be ill, Promotes, degrades, delights in strife, And makes a lottery of life. I can enjoy her while she's kind; But when she dances in the wind, And shakes her wings, and will not stay, I puff the prostitute away...
Página 290 - AH my Anthea ! Must my heart still break? Love makes me write what shame forbids to speak. Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score ; Then to that twenty, adde an hundred more : A thousand to that hundred ; so kisse on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.