Macaronic PoetryAppleton Morgan Hurd and Houghton, 1872 - 300 trang |
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alſo anagram ANTONIUS DE ARENA atque beſt calvis calvis cantate Calvorum calvos calvum Camœnæ canibus CANUM caput Carmen Carmina Certamen chronogram clarifonæ compofed cuncta curious Dean Swift effe Engliſh eſt fame fatire fays fecond fimul firſt fome fuch funt fuper Galah Hæc haud himſelf Hunc Igno illis Ingin inter INTROD Johannes laft laſt Latin letter lines Macaronic Macaronicum mihi moft moſt muſt nobis nunc nunquam omnes pacis paffim palindrome parati patriæ patrum patrun pingue plebs poem poet poffum poft Poftquam Porcelli Porcellorum Porci PORCO Porcorum Porro prælatis Prælia PREF princeps pro bono publico propter publiſhed PUGNA pugnæ quæ quam Quid quod rhyme RONIC MACA RONIC POETRY MACA SALISBURY PLAIN ſay ſeems ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſpecimen ſtyle thee theſe thoſe thou tibi tranflated Tunc uſe verfe verſe volo word
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Trang 20 - Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions ? who hath babbling ? who hath wounds without cause ? who hath redness of eyes ? they that tarry long at the wine ; they that go to seek mixed wine. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth its colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright : At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Trang 14 - Aliff was not to be found in any one of the words ! Jami sarcastically replied, " You can do a better thing yet; take away all the letters from every word you have written.
Trang 15 - Both these attempts are shown in the following stanza written with ease without e's. A jovial swain may rack his brain. And tax his fancy's might. To quiz in vain, for 'tis most plain, That what I say is right.
Trang 92 - Short life in truth this thing doth try. Wherefore come death, and let me die. Come, gentle death, the ebb of care, The ebb of care, the flood of life; The flood of life, the joyful fare; The joyful fare, the end of strife ; The end of strife, that thing wish I, Wherefore come death, and let me die.
Trang 19 - As for altars and pyramids in poetry, he has outdone all men that way ; for he has made a gridiron and a frying-pan in verse, that, besides the likeness in shape, the very tone and sound of the words did perfectly represent the noise that is made by these utensils, such as the old poet called Sartago loquendi.
Trang 184 - With the mots their ogles throwing, And old Cotton humming his pray; And the fogle-hunters (29) doing, Tol lol, &c. Their morning fake (30) in the prigging lay.
Trang 29 - He was opprefled, and He was afflicted, yet He opened not His mouth : He is brought as a lamb to the flaughter, and as a fheep before her fhearers is dumb, fo He openeth not His mouth.
Trang 37 - Lamb, then Dean of the Arches, shot her through and through, with an arrow borrowed from her own quiver...
Trang 78 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good: But sure I think that I can drink With him that wears a hood.