Venus und Adonis und Tarquin und Lukrezia: in der Übersetzung von Heinrich Christoph Albrecht (1783)LIT Verlag Münster, 2007 - 337 pages |
Contents
Section 22 | 208 |
Section 23 | 210 |
Section 24 | 220 |
Section 25 | 226 |
Section 26 | 228 |
Section 27 | 230 |
Section 28 | 236 |
Section 29 | 238 |
Section 9 | 58 |
Section 10 | 62 |
Section 11 | 70 |
Section 12 | 84 |
Section 13 | 92 |
Section 14 | 98 |
Section 15 | 106 |
Section 16 | 112 |
Section 17 | 118 |
Section 18 | 134 |
Section 19 | 135 |
Section 20 | 136 |
Section 21 | 137 |
Section 30 | 240 |
Section 31 | 248 |
Section 32 | 250 |
Section 33 | 256 |
Section 34 | 258 |
Section 35 | 260 |
Section 36 | 264 |
Section 37 | 280 |
Section 38 | 288 |
Section 39 | 290 |
Section 40 | 300 |
Section 41 | 310 |
Popular passages
Page 134 - THE love I dedicate to your Lordship is without end; whereof this pamphlet, without beginning, is but a superfluous moiety. The warrant I have of your honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance.
Page 98 - Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.
Page 84 - ... legs with listening ear, To hearken if his foes pursue him still ; Anon their loud alarums he doth hear ; And now his grief may be compared well To one sore sick that hears the passing-bell.
Page 94 - With this he breaketh from the sweet embrace Of those fair arms which bound him to her breast, And homeward through the dark laund runs apace; Leaves Love upon her back deeply distress'd. Look, how a bright star shooteth from the sky, So glides he in the night from Venus...
Page 14 - I KNOW not how I shall offend in dedicating my unpolished lines to your lordship, nor how the world will censure me for choosing so strong a prop to support so weak a burden : only, if your honour seem but pleased, I account myself highly praised, and vow to take advantage of all idle hours, till I have honoured you with some graver labour. But if the first heir of my invention prove deformed, I shall be sorry it had so noble a god-father...
Page 42 - In limning out a well-proportion'd steed, His art with nature's workmanship at strife, As if the dead the living should exceed: So did this horse excel a common one, In shape, in courage, colour, pace and bone.
Page 14 - But if the first heir of my invention prove deformed, I shall be sorry it had so noble a godfather, and never after ear so barren a land, for fear it yield me still so bad a harvest.
Page 16 - EVEN as the sun with purple-colour'd face Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn, Rose-cheek'd Adonis hied him to the chase; Hunting he lov'd, but love he laugh'd to scorn. Sick-thoughted Venus makes amain unto him, And like a bold-fac'd suitor gins to woo him.