Renaissance in Italy: Italian literature; 1881Smith, Elder, 1881 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 453 - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost...
Pàgina 277 - ... mother, make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.
Pàgina 15 - Ch'ogni erba si conosce per lo seme. In sul paese ch'Adige e Po riga Solea valore e cortesia trovarsi, Prima che Federigo avesse briga: Or può sicuramente indi passarsi Per qualunque lasciasse per vergogna Di ragionar coi buoni o d'appressarsi.
Pàgina 277 - What became of your bloodhounds. Lord Randal, my son?' What became of your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?
Pàgina 379 - I went a-roaming, maidens, one bright day, In a green garden in mid month of May. I gazed and gazed. Hard task it were to tell How lovely were the roses in that hour : One was but peeping from her verdant shell, And some were faded, some were scarce in flower. Then Love said : Go, pluck from the blooming bower Those that thou seest ripe upon the spray. I went a-roaming, maidens, one bright day, In a green garden hi mid month of May.
Pàgina 523 - O tu qui servas armis ista moenia, Noli dormire, moneo, sed vigila. Dum Hector vigil extitit in Troia, Non eam cepit fraudulenta Graecia. Prima quiete dormiente Troia Laxavit Synon fallax claustra perfida.
Pàgina 48 - Io mi son un che, quando Amore spira, noto, ed a quel modo Che detta dentro, vo significando. O frate, issa vegg...
Pàgina 89 - Galeotto fu il libro, e chi lo scrisse." The Provencal Trouveurs, or inventors, preceded Petrarch, whose verses are as spells, which unseal the inmost enchanted fountains of the delight which is in the grief of love.
Pàgina 161 - O figliuol mio, da quanta crudel guerra Tutti insieme verremo a dolce pace, Se Italia soggiace A un solo re, che '1 mio voler consente! Poi quando...
Pàgina 117 - Che m' e venuta voglia con pietosa Rima di scriver una storia antica, Tanto negli anni riposta e nascosa. Che latino autor non par ne dica, Per quel ch...