Mémoires ... qui ont remporté le prix et les accessit de la Société littéraire de Bruxelles en 1769 (-71). [Continued as] Mémoires sur les questions proposées par l' Académie ... qui ont remportés [sic] les prix [afterw.] Memoires couronnés (et mémoires des savants étrangers)., Volume 2 |
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Page 341 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Page 341 - O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid did . . . Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Page 342 - ... hands, That yarely* frame the office. From the barge A Strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her ; and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Page 36 - Lyaeum, cum dabit amplexus atque oscula dulcia figet, occultum inspires ignem fallasque veneno.' paret Amor dictis carae genetricis et alas exuit et gressu gaudens incedit luli.
Page 406 - Verum ubi plura nitent in carmine, non ego paucis Offender maculis, quas aut incuria fudit, Aut humana parum cavit natura...
Page 235 - Aurait cru faire un crime et trahir Médicis, Si du moindre remords il se sentait surpris. A travers les soldats il court d'un pas rapide...
Page 235 - Coligny l'attendait d'un visage intrépide : Et bientôt dans le flanc ce monstre furieux Lui plonge son épée, en détournant les yeux, De peur que d'un coup d'œil cet auguste visage Ne fit trembler son bras, et glaçât son courage.
Page 342 - So many mermaids, tended lier ¡' the eyes, And made their bends adorning» : at the helm A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackles Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office.