Preparatory Latin Course in English

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Phillips & Hunt, 1883 - Latin language - 331 pages
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Page 280 - Lost," i, 292) His spear, to equal which the tallest pine, Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand, He walked with to support uneasy steps Over the burning marie,
Page 271 - asks him what of the night. The answer contains two memorable lines: Venit summa dies et ineluctabile tempus Dardaniae. Fuimus Troes, fuit Ilium et ingens Gloria Teucrorum. Conington renders: 'Tis come, our fated day of death. We have been Trojans : Troy has been: She sat, but sits no more, a queen.
Page 230 - He can requite thee, for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, The
Page 75 - Egeria ! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast ; whate'er thou art Or wert—a young Aurora of the air. The nympholepsy of some fond despair ; Or, it might be, a beauty of the earth, Who found a more than common votary there Too much adoring ; whatsoe'er thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
Page 238 - be left to guess each one for himself. Here are the lines : What makes a plenteous harvest, when to turn The fruitful soil, and when to sow the corn ; The care of sheep, of oxen, and of kine ; And how to raise on elms the teeming
Page 111 - need ! If water-gods are deities indeed ; Or change my form, whence all my sorrows come." Gape earth, and this unhappy wretch entomb; Scarce had she finished, when her feet she found Benumbed with cold, and fastened to the ground; A filmy rind about her body grows ; Her hair to leaves, her arms extend to boughs : The smoothness
Page 106 - her hand upon her brows, and said, (But first, impatient of the sultry heat, Sunk deeper down, and sought a cooler seat): " If you, great king of gods, my death approve, And I deserve it, let me die by Jove: If I must perish by the force of fire, Let me transfixed with thunderbolts expire.
Page 207 - O conscript fathers, let the worthless begone—let them separate themselves from the good—let them collect in one place—let them, as I have often said before, be separated from us by a wall; let them cease to plot against the consul in his own house—to surround the tribunal of the city praetor—to besiege the senate-house with
Page 111 - Yet Phcebus loves her still, and casting round Her bole his arms, some little warmth he found. The tree still panted in the unfinished part, Not wholly vegetive, and heaved her heart. He fixed his lips upon the trembling rind ; It swerved aside, and his embrace declined : To whom the god :
Page 239 - And the round circuit of the year to guide— Powerful of blessings, which thou strew'st around, And with thy goddess mother's myrtle crowned, To smooth the surges, and correct the main ? Or wilt thou, Caesar, choose the watery reign Then mariners, in storms, to thee shall pray;

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