A jar of honey from mount HyblaJohn Murray, 1848 - 265 páginas |
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... writer , for many years past , has been to lure his readers into the love of other languages , particularly of this most beautiful of them all . It is for this reason he has scarcely ever quoted the most trivial expression from any one ...
... writer , for many years past , has been to lure his readers into the love of other languages , particularly of this most beautiful of them all . It is for this reason he has scarcely ever quoted the most trivial expression from any one ...
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... , not excepting those in words the most familiar to us , in order that not an atom of the writer's intention may be missed . We do not say , of course , that we always succeed in detecting it ; but it is not CHRISTMAS AND ITALY . vii.
... , not excepting those in words the most familiar to us , in order that not an atom of the writer's intention may be missed . We do not say , of course , that we always succeed in detecting it ; but it is not CHRISTMAS AND ITALY . vii.
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... writers but Virgil and Horace ? We believe there is an occasional venture on Lucretius , and perhaps on Juvenal . Also , two passages from Ovid , one in praise of the Fine Arts , and another about preferring wrong pursuits to right ...
... writers but Virgil and Horace ? We believe there is an occasional venture on Lucretius , and perhaps on Juvenal . Also , two passages from Ovid , one in praise of the Fine Arts , and another about preferring wrong pursuits to right ...
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... writer of the present book was in Italy , he saw on a mantel - piece a card inscribed , Le Marquis de Retuse . This was the Frenchified denomination of a Sicilian nobleman , who , strangely combining Greek and Gothic in his title , was ...
... writer of the present book was in Italy , he saw on a mantel - piece a card inscribed , Le Marquis de Retuse . This was the Frenchified denomination of a Sicilian nobleman , who , strangely combining Greek and Gothic in his title , was ...
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... writers who concluded that Theocritus did not write some of these poems , because the style of them differed from that ... writer's powers are turned against himself , and his very property is to be denied him , because critics of this ...
... writers who concluded that Theocritus did not write some of these poems , because the style of them differed from that ... writer's powers are turned against himself , and his very property is to be denied him , because critics of this ...
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Adonis Ætna Alcamo Allan Ramsay Amycus Arethusa beautiful bees Ben Jonson Bion blue jar called charming Christmas creature Cyclops DALZIEL delight door earth elegant English EUNOE exquisite eyes Faithful Shepherdess fancy feel flowers G. P. R. JAMES Galatea Gellias give goatherd GORGO Greek happy heaven Hiero HUGH FALCONER HYBLA island Italian Italy Jesuit King Robert language laugh LEIGH HUNT live look lover Lycidas Meli Milton mind Mount Etna mountain Muses of Sicily nature never nymphs passage pastoral poetry perhaps pipe play poem poet poetical Polyphemus Pope post 8vo PRAX Praxinoe price 1 11s prince Proserpine raise the dirge reader respect rocks round scene Scylla seems Shakspeare shepherd Shepherdess Sicilian Vespers sing song Spenser spirit story supposed sweet tears thee Theocritus things thou thought Three vols trees truth verses Virgil volume whole words young
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Página 106 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use, Of shades and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes That on the green turf suck the honeyed showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Página 22 - Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks Sleeking her soft alluring locks; By all the nymphs that nightly dance Upon thy streams with wily glance; Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head From thy coral-paven bed, And bridle in thy headlong wave, Till thou our summons answered have.
Página 94 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Página 151 - For so work the honey bees : Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring...
Página 102 - How the pale Phoebe, hunting in a grove, First saw the boy Endymion, from whose eyes She took eternal fire that never dies; How she...
Página 70 - He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek.
Página 106 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Página 98 - Buz, quoth the blue fly, Hum, quoth the bee: Buz and hum they cry, And so do we.
Página 144 - And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest...
Página 125 - Where does the wisdom and the power divine In a more bright and sweet reflection shine? Where do we finer strokes and colours see Of the Creator's real poetry, Than when we with attention look Upon the third day's volume of the Book ? If we could open and intend our eye, We all, like Moses, should espy, Ev*n in a bush, the radiant Deity...