Anthologia oxoniensisWilliam Linwood impensis Longman, Brown, Green, et Longman, 1846 - 306页 |
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... invincible as they . " Such the bard's prophetic words , Pregnant with celestial fire , Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre . " Roma potens opibus , terræ caput , inclyta bellis 6 CO ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS .
... invincible as they . " Such the bard's prophetic words , Pregnant with celestial fire , Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre . " Roma potens opibus , terræ caput , inclyta bellis 6 CO ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS .
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... divino fervidus igne tumet , Pronus et in chordas plusquam mortale sonantes Excitat arguto pollice dulce melos . She , with all a monarch's pride , Felt them B 4 ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS . 7 "Roma potens opibus, terræ caput, inclyta bellis...
... divino fervidus igne tumet , Pronus et in chordas plusquam mortale sonantes Excitat arguto pollice dulce melos . She , with all a monarch's pride , Felt them B 4 ANTHOLOGIA OXONIENSIS . 7 "Roma potens opibus, terræ caput, inclyta bellis...
第47页
... terræ propior , deductaque ab alto , Pallentes invertit equos ; choreisque jocisque Gens intenta , aures divino carmine mulcet . Olli mixta metu pertentant gaudia pectus . J. G. L. 8 XXVII . The Rose . As late each flower ANTHOLOGIA ...
... terræ propior , deductaque ab alto , Pallentes invertit equos ; choreisque jocisque Gens intenta , aures divino carmine mulcet . Olli mixta metu pertentant gaudia pectus . J. G. L. 8 XXVII . The Rose . As late each flower ANTHOLOGIA ...
第169页
... terræ , Seu corpus cæsi frigida celet humus , Virgineum testor numen , tu solus amorem Servabis , fidam tu sine fraude manum . Perfida sin alii jungatur dextra marito , Si tuus a nostro corde recedat amor , Colestes reddat perjura ...
... terræ , Seu corpus cæsi frigida celet humus , Virgineum testor numen , tu solus amorem Servabis , fidam tu sine fraude manum . Perfida sin alii jungatur dextra marito , Si tuus a nostro corde recedat amor , Colestes reddat perjura ...
第205页
... terræ , Qua speculum ex alto vertice Pisga dabat : Constitit , atque acie nondum languente , Moyses Subjectos avido lumine lustrat agros . Hinc , et Amorrhea valles et pascua cerni , Quosque alit innumeros læta Peræa greges . Hinc , et ...
... terræ , Qua speculum ex alto vertice Pisga dabat : Constitit , atque acie nondum languente , Moyses Subjectos avido lumine lustrat agros . Hinc , et Amorrhea valles et pascua cerni , Quosque alit innumeros læta Peræa greges . Hinc , et ...
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