The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient, Mediæval, and Modern TimesG. Bell and sons, 1875 - Всего страниц: 695 |
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... thought or language ; and passages from the Poets are used in the same manner , for the purpose of showing iden- tity of tone , or as illustrative of the subject of the verses . Explanations are given of epigrams which depend for their ...
... thought or language ; and passages from the Poets are used in the same manner , for the purpose of showing iden- tity of tone , or as illustrative of the subject of the verses . Explanations are given of epigrams which depend for their ...
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... thoughts of a modern . He would scorn the homely idea , for- getting that the nearer the writer is to nature the ... thought . There is no stinging point , as in modern times . Hence it is , that these refined verses xvi INTRODUCTION .
... thoughts of a modern . He would scorn the homely idea , for- getting that the nearer the writer is to nature the ... thought . There is no stinging point , as in modern times . Hence it is , that these refined verses xvi INTRODUCTION .
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... thought causing the reproduction of the same ideas in different language . There is , however , abundance of origin- ality , and the richness of fancy is strikingly apparent . It is remarkable how entirely these Epigrammatists have been ...
... thought causing the reproduction of the same ideas in different language . There is , however , abundance of origin- ality , and the richness of fancy is strikingly apparent . It is remarkable how entirely these Epigrammatists have been ...
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... thought a Gentleman ? Thomas Bancroft writes of the Spheres ( Book L. 5 ) : What are those ever - turning heavenly spheres , But wheels that , from our cradles to our urns , Wind up our threads of life that hourly wears ? And they that ...
... thought a Gentleman ? Thomas Bancroft writes of the Spheres ( Book L. 5 ) : What are those ever - turning heavenly spheres , But wheels that , from our cradles to our urns , Wind up our threads of life that hourly wears ? And they that ...
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... thought of the writer who could perpe- trate so absurd a distich as this ? It is addressed to Father Williams , and is found in Amhurst's " Terræ Filius : " Thy verses are immortal , O , my friend ! For he who reads them , reads them to ...
... thought of the writer who could perpe- trate so absurd a distich as this ? It is addressed to Father Williams , and is found in Amhurst's " Terræ Filius : " Thy verses are immortal , O , my friend ! For he who reads them , reads them to ...
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