N The Gates of Hell. a sudden open fly, With impetuous recoil and jarring sound, Excelled her power: the gates wide open stood, Under spread ensigns marching, might pass through, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and height, Eternal anarchy, amid the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand. The Dream of Life. AIR is her cottage in its place, MILTON. Where yon broad water sweetly, slowly glides: It sees itself from thatch to base Dream in the sliding tides. Ah fairer she, but ah, how soon to die! Her quiet dream of life this hour may cease; Her peaceful being slowly passes by To some more perfect peace. TENNYSON. Inania Regna. ROTINUS horrisono stridentes cardine portae Tartareae panduntur et acri dissiliunt vi; Commoti barathrum qvatiunt immane fragores. Dissiliunt valvae, nulla tamen arte reverti, Nulla vi poterant; sed qvantum expleverit alis Dispositis acies, fluitantibus undiqve signis, Instructis et eqvis et curribus ordine raro, In tantum patuere, caminiqve instar habentes Fumiferam noctem commixtis ignibus edunt. Ante oculos subito canentis caeca profundi Stagna patent, qvalis tendit sine limite pontus Fluctibus immensus nigris; non meta locorum, Non aevi modus est; mensurae oblivia semper ; Hic Chaos et mater Nox antiqvissima rerum Perturbata tenent aeternum regna, perennes Inter bellorum strepitus, constantqve ruina. G. H. H. Requiescat in Pace. ULCHRA suam sedem Norae casa possidet illic Se videt in levi speculo, cum limine culmen, Ceu foret in miro visa sopore, domus. Pulchrior heu virgo: sed lentae somnia vitae Qvis scit an hoc illi sint abitura die? Pacis amans vixit: nova sensim tecta petentem G. T. H. Freedom. COU ask me why, though ill at ease, Whose spirits fail within the mist, And languish for the purple seas. It is the land that freemen till, That sober-suited Freedom chose ; The land, where girt with friends or foes, A man may speak the thing he will; A land of settled government, A land of just and old renown, Where Freedom broadens slowly down From precedent to precedent. Should banded unions persecute Opinion, and induce a time When single thought is civil crime, And individual freedom mute; Though Power should make from land to land The name of Britain trebly great; Though every channel in the state Should almost choke with golden sand ; Yet waft me from the harbour-mouth, The palms and temples of the south. TENNYSON. Verba animi proferre. VAERIS sollicito cur ita taedio Glebam scilicet hanc libera gens arat, Vel cinctus sociis audeat eloqvi Qvod sit cumqve animo; fultaqve legibus Tardis augminibus latius exstruit Qvid, si verba animi candida Coniurata vetat cohors promere Inducitqve malos in patriam dies? Per gentes hominum fama Britanniae Me portus tamen hinc aufer ab ostio, G H. A. J. M. Chevy Chase. T last the Doglas and the Persie met Tyll the bloode owte of their basnetes sprente Holde the, Persie, sayd the Doglas, And i'feth I shall the brynge Where thowe shalte have a yerls wagis Of Jamy our Scottish kynge. Thou shalte have thy ransom fre, I hight the hear this thinge, For the manfullyste man yet art thowe Nay then, sayd the lord Persie, I told it thee beforne That I wolde never yeldyde be To no man of a woman born. With that there cam an arrowe hastely Hit hathe strekene the yerle Doglas In at the brest bane. Thoroue lyvar and longs baith The sharp arrowe ys gane, That never after in all his lyffe days He spake no wordes but ane, That was, Fyghte ye, my myrry men, whyllys ye may, For my lyff days ben gane. The Persie leanyde on his brande And sawe the Doglas de; He took the dede man be the hande And sayd, Wo ys for the! |