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AGATHIAS amongst Anacreon ANTIPATER ANTIPATER OF SIDON ANTIPHILUS arms Auth Bacchus beauty behold blest bloom BOOK bosom breast breath CALLIMACHUS child daughter dead dear death deity delight Doric dost drink dwell e'en earth Epigram Erinna ETON EXTRACTS Eutychides eyes fate father fear fire flowers garland goddess gods Graces grave Greece GREEK ANTHOLOGY Hades hair hand Harmodius and Aristogiton heart Heliodora Hesiod Homer honour Jove Jupiter labour lament land laughing LEONIDAS lies hid lieu lips living LUCILLIUS lyre Lysippus Medes Meineke Meleager mortal mother Muses ne'er NICARCHUS Nymphs o'er pain PALLADAS poet wrote Praxiteles says Jacobs sense sleep smile song sorrow soul Sparta spear stone stranger sweet sword tears thee thine things thou art thou hast tomb translated UNCERTAIN Venus virgin wave wealth weep WESTMINSTER wine wings words youth ἐν καὶ τὸν
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Page 330 - CLING to thy home ! if there the meanest shed Yield thee a hearth and shelter for thy head, And some poor plot, with vegetables stored, Be all that Heaven allots thee for thy board, — Unsavory bread, and herbs that scattered grow Wild on the river brink or mountain brow, Yet e'en this cheerless mansion shall provide More heart's repose than all the world beside.
Page 240 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and...
Page 89 - I'll wreath my sword in myrtle bough, The sword that laid the tyrant low, When patriots, burning to be free, To Athens gave equality. " Harmodius, hail ! though reft of breath, Thou ne'er shall feel the stroke of death! The heroes' happy isles shall be The bright abode allotted thee.
Page 32 - Plutarch, to thy deathless praise Does martial Rome this grateful statue raise; Because both Greece and she thy fame have shared ; Their heroes written, and their lives compared. But tliiin thyself couldst never write thy own : Their lives have parallels, but thine has none.
Page 67 - She vanisht then. And I, poor fool, must turn To teach the boy, as if he wished to learn. I taught him all the pastoral songs I knew And used to sing; and I informed him, too, How Pan found out the pipe, Pallas the flute, Phoebus the lyre, and Mercury the lute. But not a jot for all my words cared he, But lo! fell singing his love-songs to me; And told me of the loves of gods and men, And of his mother's doings; and so then I forgot all I taught him for my part, But what he taught me I learnt all...
Page 373 - For me thy wrinkles have more charms, . Dear Lydia, than a smoother face ! I'd rather fold thee in my arms Than younger, fairer nymphs embrace. ' To me thy autumn is more sweet, More precious than their vernal rose, Their summer warms not with a heat So potent as thy winter glows.
Page 107 - FROM Colophon some deem thee sprung, From Smyrna some, and some from Chios ; These, noble Salamis have sung, While those proclaim thee born in los ¡ And others cry up Thessaly The mother of the Lapithas.
Page 216 - Tears, Heliodora! on thy tomb I shed, Love's last libation to the shades below; Tears, bitter tears, by fond remembrance fed, Are all that Fate now leaves me to bestow. Vain sorrows! vain regrets! yet, loveliest, thee, Thee still they follow in the silent urn, Retracing hours of social converse free, And soft endearments never to return.
Page 13 - Venus, take my votive glass, Since I am not what I was ; What from this day I shall be, Venus, let me never see.
Page 54 - When all the deities adored in turn, Let Hope be present; and with Hope, my friend, Let every sacrifice commence and end. Yes, Insolence, Injustice, every crime, Rapine and Wrong, may prosper for a time; Yet shall they travel on to swift decay, Who tread the crooked path and hollow way.