A Handbook for Latin Clubs

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D. C. Heath & Company, 1916 - Latin language - 149 pages
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Page 147 - COME, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant ; O come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem ; Come and behold him Born, the King of angels : O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
Page 76 - Rome ! thine imperial brow Never shall rise : What hast thou left thee now ?— Thou hast thy skies ! Blue, deeply blue, they are, Gloriously bright ! Veiling thy wastes afar With coloured light.
Page 101 - Rejoices with a wholesome fear, And hopes in spite of pain ; If Winter bellow from the north, Soon the sweet Spring comes dancing forth, And Nature laughs again. What if thine Heaven be overcast, The dark appearance will not last ; Expect a brighter sky. The God that strings the silver bow Awakes sometimes the muses too, And lays his arrows by.
Page 79 - PALLADIUM. Set where the upper streams of Simois flow Was the Palladium, high 'mid rock and wood ; And Hector was in Ilium, far below, And fought, and saw it not— but there it stood ! It stood, and sun and moonshine rain'd their light On the pure columns of its glen-built hall. Backward and forward roll'd the waves of fight Round Troy— but while this stood, Troy could not fall So, in its lovely moonlight, lives the soul.
Page 140 - Arida nutrix. Pone me pigris ubi nulla campis Arbor aestiva recreatur aura, Quod latus mundi nebulae malusque luppiter urget ; 20 Pone sub curru nimium propinqui Solis in terra domibus negata : Dulce ridentem Lalagen amabo, Dulce loquentem.
Page 105 - I do not like thee, Dr. Fell. The reason why I cannot tell; But this I know and know full well I do not like thee, Dr. Fell.
Page 97 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing: To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Page 100 - He, that holds fast the golden mean, And lives contentedly between The little and the great, Feels not the wants that pinch the poor, Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door, Imbitt'ring all his state.
Page 106 - GRACE. SOME hae meat, and canna eat, And some wad eat that want it ; But we hae meat and we can eat, And sae the Lord be thanket. ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF PEG NICHOLSON. PEG Nicholson was a gude bay mare, As ever trode on airn ; But now she's floating down the Nith, An' past the mouth o
Page 75 - O strange indifference ! low and high Drowsed over common joys and cares ; The earth was still, but knew (not why The world was listening, unawares. How calm a moment may precede One that shall thrill the world...

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