The faded Beauty. Venus, take my votive glass, Venus, let me never see. PRIOR (from the Greek). Tonkunst. Leben athme der bildende Kunst; Geist fordr ich vom Dichter; Aber die Seele spricht nur Polyhymnia aus. SCHILLER. Woman. Ficklest of things is Woman, once I thought: S. A. After Life's fitful Fever. Bless not my tomb, vile worldling: if I rest S. A. (from the Greek). To a Lady sleeping. Thou sleep'st, soft silken flower! Would I were Sleep, MERIVALE (from MELEAGER). Τῇ Παφίῃ τὸ Κάτοπτρον. Do Veneri speculum: numqvam non illa refulget: Sed fovet hoc curas exstimulatqve meas: Scilicet in vitro memet discernere fido Qualis ero nolo, qvalis eram neqveo. W. H. P. Musica. Vita sit in statuis; spirare poemata possint; K. Levior Cortice. Hoc ego crediderám, levius nihil esse puella; Qvae propria constans in levitate manet. J. H. Alta Qvies. Improbe, ne nostrum iubeas salvere sepulcrum, R. Votum. Molle caput, dormis: o si essem Somnus, ut ista P. An Eye-witness. Why dost thou gaze upon the sky? MOORE (from PLATO). Der Beste Staat. Woran erkenn' ich den besten Staat ?—Woran du die beste Frau kennst, daran, mein Freund, daß man von Beiden nicht spricht. Nascitur moritura. She took the cup of life to sip; SCHILLER. TOMBSTONE. Das Distichon. Im Herameter steigt des Springquell's flüffige Saüle; SCHILLER. Farsighted Jack. Jack his own merit sees: this gives him pride, ELEGANT EXTRACTS. Testis oculatus. Tune polum spectas? Vellem rolus astrifer esse, Et Veneres oculis mille videre tuas. Optima Respublica. Optima qvo signo respublica noscitur? Ipso Κ. Κ. Ὦ Θάνατε παιών. Ζωῆς δέπας λαβοῦσ ̓ ἐγεύεθ' Ηδύλη, C. T. C. Elegia. Hexameter fontem liqvidum submittit in auras: Pentameter lapsu molle canente refert. Κ. Sui amans sine Rivali. At non est tolerandus Otho, at sine iure superbit Vir unus ille ceteris ineptior. Virtutes videt ipse suas Otho: iure superbit Vir unus ille ceteris sagacior. Κ. My Lord, they say, has wit.-For what? OLD EPIGRAM. Negus refused at The Raven' in Olden Time. Mine host of the Raven's been doctored to plague us; I asked him for Negus:-he grinned and said, Nay, goose. S. A. King Stephen. King Stephen was a worthy peer, He was a wight of high renown, OLD BALLAD. |