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Tis not from cheap thanks thinly t… Th’ immortal grove of thy fair-ord… Thou planted’st round my humble fa… Stick on thy hearse this sprig of… Nor that your soul so fast was lin…
AUSONIUS LIB. I. EPIG. Thesauro invento qui limina mortis… Liquit ovans laqueum, quo perituru… At qui, quod terrae abdiderat, non… Quem laqueum invenit nexuit, et pe…
UNHAPPY youth betrayd by Fate To such a Love hath Sainted Hate… And damned those Cælestiall bonds Are onely knit with equal hands ; The Love of Great Ones? 'Tis a…
SEE! what a clouded Majesty! a… Whose glory through their mist dot… See! what an humble bravery doth… And griefe triumphant breaking thr… How it commands the face! so swee…
Now the peace is made at the foes… Whilst men of armes to kettles the… And drinke in caskes of honourable… In ev’ry hand [let] a cup be found… That from all hearts a health may…
If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You or I were alone; Then my LUCASTA might I crave
IF to be absent were to be Away from thee ; Or that when I am gone, You or I were alone ; Then my Lucasta might I crave
AD SYLONEM. EP. 104. Aut sodes mihi redde decem sestert… Deindo esto quam vis saevus et ind… Aut si te nummi delectant, desine,… Leno esse, atque idem saevus et in…
AD M. T. CICERONEM. CATUL EP. 50. Disertissime Romuli nepotum, Quot sunt, quotque fuere, Marce T… Quotque post alios erunt in annos,
AUSONIUS. Vane, quid affectas faciem mihi po… Ignotamque oculis solicitare manu? Aeris et venti sum filia, mater in… Indicii, vocemque sine mente gero.
AD QUINTIUM. CAT. EP. 83. Quinti, si tibi vis oculos debere… Aut aliud si quid carius est oculi… Eripere ei noli, multo quod carius… Est oculis, seu quid carius est oc…
Lucasta. TELL me, ALEXIS, what this pa… That so like dying is, but is not… Alexis. It is a swounding for a while from…
Forbear, thou great good husband,… A little respite from thy flood of… Thou, thine own horse and cart und… Thy spacious tent, fan thy prodigi… Down with thy double load of that…
Heark, how she laughs aloud, Although the world put on its shro… Wept at by the fantastic crowd, Who cry: one drop, let fall From her, might save the universal…
Lucasta, frown, and let me die, But smile, and see, I live; The sad indifference of your eye Both kills and doth reprieve. You hide our fate within its scree…