Folia Silvulae Volume 2; Sive, Eclogae Poetarum Anglicorum in Latinum Et Graecum Conversae (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1870 Excerpt: ...vota timores, quae mala sublimi peclore digna dedit; quod valet imperio leni mihi nosse negatur: a Veneris tantum vincula dura fero. quid loquor? an tali motu vel tempore tali haec animum fas est exagitare meum? quum modo fama novum decorat rediviva feretrum vel merita cingit tempora fronde virum. aspice signa micant, campus procul aere renidet, hinc Fama, hie iterum Graecia ad arma vocat: liberior nobis nec tu, Spartane, fuisti, quem tulit ad patrios parma supina focos. B. F. w. I a CHOULD I change my allegiance for rancour, if fortune changes her side? or should I, like a vessel at anchor, turn with the turn of the tide? Lift O lift, thou lowering sky, an thou wilt thy gloom forego; an thou wilt not, he and I need not part for drifts of snow. Like a daisy I was, near him growing, must I move because favours flag? and be like a brown wall-flower blowing far out of reach on a crag? Lift O lift, thou lowering sky an thou canst thy blue regain; an thou canst not, he and I need not part for drops of rain. JEAN INGELOW 13 On an unfortunate Woman A/fAIDEN, that with sullen brow sitfst behind those virgins gay, like a scorched and mildewed bough leafless mid the blooms of May; him who lured thee and forsook oft I watched with angry gaze; fearful saw his pleading look, anxious heard his fervid praise; soft the glances of the youth, soft his words, and soft his sigh; but no sound like simple truth, but no true-love in his eye: 12 MUTATIS OMNIBUS SE NON MUTARI TV/TUTEMNE tristi saevitia fidem fato procaci, vel trahar impotens ceu vindta delabentis aestus arbitrio trahitur carina? At sive tristes exuerit bonus, caelo tenebras sive pater nives cogat, quid in fidos furentem incolumes Borean pavemus? Laetabar illo, ceu rosa, tutior crescente iuxta; iamne ego parcius...