Venus und Adonis und Tarquin und Lukrezia: in der Übersetzung von Heinrich Christoph Albrecht (1783)

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LIT Verlag Münster, 2007 - 337 pages

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Contents

Section 1
14
Section 2
15
Section 3
30
Section 4
32
Section 5
36
Section 6
40
Section 7
44
Section 8
56
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

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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.

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