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Hilliard, Gray, & Company, 1834
 

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Side 349 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Side 350 - And nightly to the listning earth, Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though in solemn silence all Move round...
Side 348 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Side 285 - Vox quoque per lucos vulgo exaudita silentes Ingens ; et simulacra modis pallentia miris Visa sub obscurum noctis ; pecudesque locutae, Infandum ! sistunt amnes, terraeque dehiscunt, Et maestum illacrimat templis ebur, aeraque sudant.
Side 279 - ... arbore glandes. ver erat aeternum, placidique tepentibus auris mulcebant zephyri natos sine semine flores. mox etiam fruges tellus inarata ferebat, nee renovatus ager gravidis canebat aristis : flumina iam lactis, iam flumina nectaris ibant, flavaque de viridi stillabant ilice mella.
Side 336 - NON ebur neque aureum Mea renidet in domo lacunar, Non trabes' Hymettiae Premunt columnas ultima recisas Africa, neque Attali Ignotus heres regiam occupavi, Nec Laconicas mihi Trahunt honestae purpuras clientae : At fides et ingeni Benigna vena est, pauperemque dives Me petit; nihil supra Deos lacesso nee potentem amicum Largiora flagito, Satis beatus unicis Sabinis.
Side 298 - Greta fertur Labyrinthus in alta Parietibus textum caecis iter, ancipitemque Mille viis habuisse dolum, qua signa sequendi...
Side 346 - When all thy mercies, O my God, my rising soul surveys, transported with the view, I'm lost in wonder, love, and praise. No. 78. 3 2 O how shall words with equal warmth the gratitude declare, that .glows within my ravish'd heart! but thou canst read it there.
Side 348 - LITTLE inmate, full of mirth, Chirping on my kitchen hearth, Wheresoe'er be thine abode Always harbinger of good, Pay me for thy warm retreat With a song more soft and sweet; In return thou shalt receive Such a strain as I can give.
Side 313 - Vel tu, quod superest, infesto fulmine morti, ' Si mereor, demitte, tuaque hie obrue dextra.

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