hen two are stript long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should lose, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows; let it suffice,
What we behold is censur’d by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever lov’d, that lov’d not at first sight.
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NOCTIVAGI terror, ganeonis triste flagellum,
Urna subtegitur. Scelerum, gaudete, nepotes!Insons, luctifica sparsis cervice capillis,Plange! fori lumen, venerandae gloria legis,Occidit: heu, secum effoetas Acherontis ad orasMulta abiit virtus. Pro tot virtutibus uni,Livor, parce viro; non audacissimus estoIllius in cineres, cujus tot millia vultusMortalium attonuit: sic cum te nuntia DitisVulneret exsanguis, feliciter ossa quiescant,Famaque marmorei superet monumenta sepulcri.
Black is the beauty of the brightest day,
That danced with glory on the silver waves,Now wants the fuel that inflamed his beams:And all with faintness and for foul disgrace,He binds his temples with a frowning cloud,Ready to darken earth with endless night:Zenocrate that gave him light and life,Whose eyes shot fire from their ivory bowers,And tempered every soul with lively heat,Now by…
Elegies, Book One, 5
In summer’s heat and mid-time of the dayTo rest my limbs upon a bed I lay,One window shut, the other open stood,Which gave such light as twinkles in a wood,Like twilight glimpse at setting of the sunOr night being past, and yet not day begun.Such light to shamefaced maidens must be shown,Where they may sport,…
Come live with me and be my love,
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,Woods, or steepy mountain yields.And we will sit upon rocks,Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,By shallow rivers to whose fallsMelodious birds sing madrigals.And I will make thee beds of rosesAnd a thousand fragrant poises,A cap of flowers, and a kirtleEmbroidered all with leaves of myrtle;A gown made of the finest…
Our conquering swords shall marshall us the way
Trampling their bowels with our horses’ hoofs,Brave horses bred on the white Tartarian hills.My camp is like to Julius Caesar’s host,That never fought but had the victory;Nor in Pharsalia was there such hot warAs these, my followers, willingly would have.Legions of spirits, fleeting in the air,Direct our bullets and our weapons’ points,And make your strokes…
By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,
He kissed her and breathed life into her lips,Wherewith as one displeased away she trips.Yet, as she went, full often looked behind,And many poor excuses did she findTo linger by the way, and once she stayed,And would have turned again, but was afraid,In offering parley, to be counted light.So on she goes and in her…
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows; let it suffice
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
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Accurs’d be he that first invented war!
How those were hit by pelting cannon-shotStand staggering like a quivering aspen-leafFearing the force of Boreas’ boisterous blasts!In what a lamentable case where I,If nature had not given me wisdom’s lore!For kings are clouts that every man shoots at,Our crown the pin that thousands seek to cleave:Therefore in policy I think it goodTo hide it…
Black is the beauty of the brightest day,
That danced with glory on the silver waves,Now wants the fuel that inflamed his beams:And all with faintness and for foul disgrace,He binds his temples with a frowning cloud,Ready to darken earth with endless night:Zenocrate that gave him light and life,Whose eyes shot fire from their ivory bowers,And tempered every soul with lively heat,Now by…
Elegies, Book One, 5
In summer’s heat and mid-time of the dayTo rest my limbs upon a bed I lay,One window shut, the other open stood,Which gave such light as twinkles in a wood,Like twilight glimpse at setting of the sunOr night being past, and yet not day begun.Such light to shamefaced maidens must be shown,Where they may sport,…
It lies not in our power to love or hate,
hen two are stript long ere the course begin,We wish that one should lose, the other win;And one especially do we affectOf two gold ingots, like in each respect:The reason no man knows; let it suffice,What we behold is censur’d by our eyes.Where both deliberate, the love is slight:Who ever lov’d, that lov’d not at…
I love thee not for sacred chastity.
I love thee not for thy sweet modesty,Which makes thee in perfection’s throne to sit.I love thee not for thy enchanting eye,Thy beauty, ravishing perfection:I love thee not for that my soul doth dance,And leap with pleasure when those lips of thine,Give musical and graceful utterance,To some (by thee made happy) poet’s line.I love thee…
Was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships,
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies!Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,And all is dross that is not Helena.I will be Paris, and for love of thee,Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack’d;And I…