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Alcaic stanza anger Apollo at-a-distance Aurora bard beauty beneath bounteous breast breath breeze ceesura chorus close the line clouds Compare Horace darkness death decus dire dissyllabic words earth Eurydice EXERCISE VII faithless fear fierce fleeting French French Poetry Go-on Goddess gold Greek grove happy hath Heaven hither hoary holy honour In-vain instances in Horace Introductory Remarks joyful JUGURTHA King's College KING'S COLLEGE SCHOOL labour lament late L. T. VENTOUILLAC LATIN LYRICS lay-aside light lofty London lustrums lyre mighty mind mother mountain mournful Muses numbers nymphs O'er ocean odes of Horace old-age Orcus peace Phoebus Pindus plur prayers right-hand rock sacred SALLUST Sapphic and Alcaic Sapphic Stanza shades Shepherds shining shore sing sleep smile snatch-away song spondee Star of Bethlehem storm sweet syllable thee third line Thracian Thrice trisyllable trochee Versus Adonicus waves Whilst Wilt thou winds youth
Page 121 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! ' ;" '""' As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Page 120 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
Page 119 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 124 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Page 113 - Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon; lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Page 112 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Page 121 - When, marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One Star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
Page 123 - Lo, the lilies of the field, How their leaves instruction yield ! Hark to Nature's lesson, given By the blessed birds of heaven ! Every bush and tufted tree Warbles sweet philosophy : — " Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow : God provideth for the morrow...