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Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) TRANSLATIONS OF PINDA R. THE FIRST OLYMPIC ODE . TO HIERO OF SYRACUSE ,
Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) TRANSLATIONS OF PINDA R. THE FIRST OLYMPIC ODE . TO HIERO OF SYRACUSE ,
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... SYRACUSE , VICTOR IN THE HORSE RACE . CAN earth , or fire , or liquid air , With water's sacred stream compare ? Can aught that wealthy tyrants hold Surpass the lordly blaze of gold ? — Or lives there one , whose restless eye Would seek ...
... SYRACUSE , VICTOR IN THE HORSE RACE . CAN earth , or fire , or liquid air , With water's sacred stream compare ? Can aught that wealthy tyrants hold Surpass the lordly blaze of gold ? — Or lives there one , whose restless eye Would seek ...
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... And know , when favoring gods have given A green old age , a temper even . And wealth and fame in store , The task were vain to scale the heaven . Have those immortals inore ? . VI . TO AGESIAS OF SYRACUSE . WHO seeks 176 TRANSLATIONS.
... And know , when favoring gods have given A green old age , a temper even . And wealth and fame in store , The task were vain to scale the heaven . Have those immortals inore ? . VI . TO AGESIAS OF SYRACUSE . WHO seeks 176 TRANSLATIONS.
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... SYRACUSE . WHO seeks a goodly bower to raise , Conspicuous to the stranger's eye , With gold the lintel overlays , And clothes the porch in ivory . So bright , so bold , so wonderful , The choicest themes of verse I cull , To each high ...
... SYRACUSE . WHO seeks a goodly bower to raise , Conspicuous to the stranger's eye , With gold the lintel overlays , And clothes the porch in ivory . So bright , so bold , so wonderful , The choicest themes of verse I cull , To each high ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adrastus Alpheus ancient beam beneath blessed blest blood bore bounteous bower brave breast breath bright bright promise brow chariot cherub coral strand coursers Cronian crown dare dark dead death Didst dread dwell E'en earth Edom falchion fame fear feeble fiery flame flood flower Freedom's glorious glory gods grave Greece harp hast hath heart hill holy hope Hosanna hour Israel Jesus Jove joy in heaven king Laius Latian light Lord lyre mercy mortal mourn muse nature's night numbers o'er ocean pale Pisa's pomp praise prayer pride proud Psaumis race rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword Syracusa tears Thebes thee Theron's thine throne thunder toil tomb tower train tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wild wing world is grown yonder youth zeal
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 112 - Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty...
Seite 88 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. " Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong ; Who follows in His train...
Seite 139 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Seite 95 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Seite 140 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! HEBEK.
Seite 142 - BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom th.e words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead ; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed ; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Seite 81 - Hosanna to the incarnate Word ! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 2 " Hosanna, Lord ! " thine angels cry. " Hosanna, Lord ! " thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around.
Seite 82 - So in the last and dreadful day. When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again, Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Seite 93 - His head with the beasts of the stall : Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
Seite 139 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.