Subjects and selections for Latin and Greek composition, by W. DobsonWilliam Dobson 1848 |
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Side 3
... Neque mehercule unquam mihi tui aut colendi , aut ornandi voluntas defuit : sed quædam pestes hominum laude aliena dolentium , & te nonnunquam a me alienarunt , & me aliquando immutarunt tibi . Sed exstitit tempus optatum mihi magis ...
... Neque mehercule unquam mihi tui aut colendi , aut ornandi voluntas defuit : sed quædam pestes hominum laude aliena dolentium , & te nonnunquam a me alienarunt , & me aliquando immutarunt tibi . Sed exstitit tempus optatum mihi magis ...
Side 4
William Dobson. Quo quidem ex tempore , memoria teneo , neque meam tibi observantiam , neque mihi tuam summam benevolentiam ac liberalitatem defuisse . Si quæ interciderunt , non tam re quam suspicione , violenta , ea cum fuerint & falsa ...
William Dobson. Quo quidem ex tempore , memoria teneo , neque meam tibi observantiam , neque mihi tuam summam benevolentiam ac liberalitatem defuisse . Si quæ interciderunt , non tam re quam suspicione , violenta , ea cum fuerint & falsa ...
Side 14
... in omne tempus perdidissem . Neque ob eam unam caussam , quam tu suspicaris , & in qua me , lenissimis & amantissimis verbis utens , re graviter accusas : sed quod illius tanti vulneris , quæ remedia esse debebant , ea nulla sunt . Quid 14.
... in omne tempus perdidissem . Neque ob eam unam caussam , quam tu suspicaris , & in qua me , lenissimis & amantissimis verbis utens , re graviter accusas : sed quod illius tanti vulneris , quæ remedia esse debebant , ea nulla sunt . Quid 14.
Side 15
... neque me valetudo tua offenderet , neque te moeror meus : quod , quantum fieri poterit , consequamur . Quid enim est utrique nostrum aptius ? propediem te igitur videbo . Vale . CICERONIS Epistolæ . MONDAY , SEPTEMBER 25 . Into Greek ...
... neque me valetudo tua offenderet , neque te moeror meus : quod , quantum fieri poterit , consequamur . Quid enim est utrique nostrum aptius ? propediem te igitur videbo . Vale . CICERONIS Epistolæ . MONDAY , SEPTEMBER 25 . Into Greek ...
Side 19
... neque enim scopulis me et fluctibus actam Frangit hiems ; celeri extemplo subiere ruentem Cymothoe Glaucusque manu : pater ipse profundi Has etiam sedes , hæc numine tradidit æquo Regna , nec Inois noster sinus invidet undis . Dixerat ...
... neque enim scopulis me et fluctibus actam Frangit hiems ; celeri extemplo subiere ruentem Cymothoe Glaucusque manu : pater ipse profundi Has etiam sedes , hæc numine tradidit æquo Regna , nec Inois noster sinus invidet undis . Dixerat ...
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Acerronia Agrippina alii alterum arms army atque audivi AUGUST autem avidas baggage Cato caussa commands consilii cuncta domus dost thou English Prose esse etiam Etsi facere FRIDAY FROISSART Glaphyra gratius Greek Iambics Greek Prose grief grove hæc hath heart hinc hopes horses Illi Invermay ipse king king of France knights Latin Elegiacs Latin Hexameters Latin Prose litteris live lord Lewis magis mali mankind maxime mehercule meis memoria metu meum studium mihi minus modo MONDAY multi neque nescio nihil nisi noctem nostræ NOVEMBER Into Latin numbers o'er OCTOBER officii omne tempus omni omnia omnibus petens pleasure posset Quæ sint quam quantum quibus Quid enim quidem quod rectum Rennes retreat Samson Agonistes semper SEPTEMBER sister dear soldiers soon statim sunt Syphax tamen temporum thee tibi Tournay tuam tuum vale VALERIUS FLACCUS WEDNESDAY youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 30 - The imperial ensign, which, full high advanced. Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind...
Side 34 - To disappointment, and fallacious hope : Rich in content, in Nature's bounty rich, In herbs and fruits; whatever greens the Spring, When heaven descends in showers; or bends the bough, When Summer reddens, and when Autumn beams; Or in the wintry glebe whatever lies Conceal'd, and fattens with the richest sap...
Side 34 - In herbs and fruits; whatever greens the Spring, When heaven descends in showers; or bends the bough, When Summer reddens, and when Autumn beams; Or in the wintry glebe whatever lies Concealed, and fattens with the richest sap: These are not wanting; nor the milky drove, Luxuriant, spread o'er all the lowing vale ; Nor bleating mountains...
Side 18 - Whatever fruits in different climes are found, That proudly rise, or humbly court the ground; Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives that blossom but to die: These here disporting own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil; 120 While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand, To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
Side 34 - Oh, knew he but his happiness, of men The happiest he ! who far from public rage, Deep in the vale, with a choice few retired, Drinks the pure pleasures of the rural life.
Side 22 - In vengeance roused, the soldier fills his hand With sword and fire, and ravages the land, A thousand villages to ashes turns, In crackling flames a thousand harvests burns.
Side 17 - Age in a virtuous person of either sex, carries in it an authority which makes it preferable to all the pleasures of youth. If to be saluted, attended, and consulted with deference, are instances of pleasure, they are such as never fail a virtuous old age.
Side 18 - O'ercast with gloomy cares, and discontent ; Then tell me, Syphax, I conjure thee, tell me, What' are the thoughts that knit thy brow in frowns, And turn thine eye thus coldly on thy prince ? SYPHAX.
Side 30 - Seraphic arms and trophies ; all the while Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds ; At which the universal host up-sent A shout, that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air With orient colours waving : with them rose A forest huge of spears ; and thronging helms Appear'd, and serried shields in thick array Of depth immeasurable...
Side 12 - Invite the tuneful birds to sing ; And while they warble from each spray, Love melts the universal lay. Let us, Amanda, timely wise, Like them improve the hour that flies, And in soft raptures waste the day Among the birks of Invermay.