Héro et Léandre: poèmeImprimerie polyglotte Hugonis, 1911 - 263 pagina's |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 133 - Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.
Pagina 43 - It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is overruled by fate. When two are stript, long ere the course begin, We wish that one should lose, the other win : And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect : The reason no man knows ; let it suffice, What we behold is censured by our eyes. Where both deliberate, the love is slight ; Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight...
Pagina 32 - Her wide sleeves green, and bordered with a grove, Where Venus in her naked glory strove To please the careless and disdainful eyes Of proud Adonis, that before her lies ; Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain, Made with the blood of wretched lovers slain.
Pagina 43 - It lies not in our power to love or hate. For will in us is overruled by fate. When two are stripped, long ere the course begin We wish that one should lose, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots like in each respect. The reason no man knows: let it suffice. What we behold is censured by our eyes. Where both deliberate, the love is slight; Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
Pagina 39 - A pleasant smiling cheek, a speaking eye, A brow for love to banquet royally; And such as knew he was a man would say, Leander, thou art made for amorous play: Why arc thou not in love, and loved of all? Though thou be fair, yet be not thine own thrall.
Pagina 21 - Her burning faculties, and with the wings Of thy unsphered flame visit'st the springs Of spirits immortal ! Now (as swift as Time Doth follow Motion) find th' eternal clime Of his free soul, whose living subject stood Up to the chin in the Pierian flood, And drunk to me half this...
Pagina 38 - Amorous Leander, beautiful and young (Whose tragedy divine Musseus sung), Dwelt at Abydos ; since him dwelt there none For whom succeeding times make greater moan. His dangling tresses, that were never shorn, Had they been cut, and unto Colchos borne, Would have allured the venturous youth of Greece To hazard more than for the golden fleece.
Pagina 38 - The white of Pelops' shoulder. I could tell ye How smooth his breast was, and how white his belly, And whose immortal fingers did imprint That heavenly path, with many a curious dint, That runs along his back...
Pagina 33 - Which, lightened by her neck, like diamonds shone. She ware no gloves, for neither sun nor wind Would burn or parch her hands, but to her mind Or warm or cool them, for they took delight To play upon those hands, they were so white.
Pagina 33 - As nature wept, thinking she was undone, Because she took more from her than she left And of such wondrous beauty her bereft; Therefore, in sign her treasure suffered wrack, Since Hero's time hath half the world been black.