Days Near Rome, 第 1 卷



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第 159 頁 - And on thy happy shore a Temple still, Of small and delicate proportion, keeps, Upon a mild declivity of hill, Its memory of thee ; beneath it sweeps Thy current's calmness ; oft from out it leaps The finny darter with the glittering scales, Who dwells and revels in thy glassy deeps ; While, chance, some scatter'd water-lily sails Down where the shallower wave still tells its bubbling tales.
第 146 頁 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss ; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
第 347 頁 - DECIMO-TERZO 1M on era ancor di là Nesso arrivato, Quando noi ci mettemmo per un bosco, Che da nessun sentiero era segnato. Non frondi verdi, ma di color fosco, Non rami schietti, ma nodosi e involti, * Non pomi v
第 147 頁 - Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge, From side to side, beneath the glittering morn, An Iris sits, amidst the infernal surge, Like Hope upon a deathbed, and, unworn Its steady dyes, while all around is torn By the distracted waters, bears serene Its brilliant hues with all their beams unshorn : Resembling, mid the torture of the scene, Love watching Madness with unalterable mien.
第 269 頁 - Veggio in Alagna entrar lo fiordaliso , E nel Vicario suo Cristo esser catto. Veggiolo un' altra volta esser deriso : Veggio rinnovellar l'aceto e '1 fele , E tra vivi ladroni essere anciso.
第 69 頁 - ... valley, the green vistas arched like the hollows of mighty waves of some crystalline sea, with the arbutus flowers dashed along their flanks for foam, and silver flakes of orange spray tossed into the air around them, breaking over the grey walls of rock into a thousand separate stars, fading and kindling alternately as the weak wind lifted and let them fall.
第 159 頁 - But thou, Clitumnus ! in thy sweetest wave Of the most living crystal that was e'er The haunt of river nymph, to gaze and lave Her limbs where nothing hid them...
第 229 頁 - Ma per salirla mo nessun diparte Da terra i piedi : e la regola mia Rimasa è giù per danno delle carte.
第 115 頁 - Questi, e mostrò col dito, è Bonagiunta, Bonagiunta da Lucca : e quella faccia Di là da lui, più che l' altre trapunta, Ebbe la santa Chiesa in le sue braccia : Dal Torso fu, e purga per digiuno L...
第 51 頁 - summe deum, sancti custos Soractis Apollo, quem primi colimus, cui pineus ardor acervo pascitur, et medium freti pietate per ignem cultores multa premimus vestigia pruna, da, pater, hoc nostris aboleri dedecus armis, omnipotens. non exuvias, pulsaeve tropaeum 790 virginis, aut spolia ulla peto ; mihi cetera laudem facta ferent ; haec dira meo dum vulnere pestis pulsa cadat, patrias remeabo inglorius urbes.