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P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams) | 6 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Vergilius Maro, Georgics (ed. J. B. Greenough) | 4 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. John Dryden) | 4 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Q. Horatius Flaccus (Horace), Odes (ed. John Conington) | 4 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Herodotus, The Histories (ed. A. D. Godley) | 4 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding) | 4 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Thucydides, The Peloponnesian War | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Euripides, Heracles (ed. E. P. Coleridge) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
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How unhappy are the maidens who with Cupid may not play,
Who may never touch the wine-cup, but must tremble all the day
At an uncle, and the scourging of his tongue!
Neobule, there's a robber takes your needle and your thread,
Lets the lessons of Minerva run no longer in your head;
It is Hebrus, the athletic and the young!
O, to see him when anointed he is plunging in the flood!
What a seat he has on horseback! was Bellerophon's as good?
As a boxer, as a runner, past compare!
When the deer are flying blindly all the open country o'er,
He can aim and he can hit them; he can steal upon the boar,
As it couches in the thicket unaware.
Aelius, of Lamus' ancient name
(For since from that high parentage
The prehistoric Lamias came
And all who fill the storied page,
No doubt you trace your line from him,
Who stretch'd his sway o'er Formiae,
And Liris, whose still waters swim
Whore green Marica skirts the sea,
Lord of broad realms), an eastern gale
Will blow to-morrow, and bestrew
The shore with weeds, with leaves the vale,
If rain's old prophet tell me true,
The raven. Gather, while 'tis fine,
Your wood; tomorrow shall be gay
With smoking pig and streaming wine,
And lord and slave keep holyday.