The Anacreontea & Principal Remains of Anacreon of Teos, in English Verse; With an Essay, Notes

The Anacreontea & Principal Remains of Anacreon of Teos, in English Verse; With an Essay, Notes

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1915 edition. Excerpt: ...a blush o'erspread his lovely face Which modesty imprints; Let it have every youthful grace, And be downy as the quince. His rosy lips, O how could I Portray?--mere words would fail; But let them soft persuasion sigh, And fiower-like sweets exhale. Well were it if the picture had A speaking silence; now Of Adon the neck and shoulders add, And Hermes' hands bestow. I shall say nothing of his feet; What price thou wilt demand. Take Apollo's statue, and from it With what skill thou canst command Depict the charms whereof I shall Not speak, and fame will follow; 1 Here follows in the original a parum-pudici passage which has been left untranslated. Shouldst go to Samos none could tell Bathyllus from Apollo.1 There was a famous temple of Apollo at Samos. Polycrates had a statue erected there to the beautiful youth, Bathyllus, which represented him in the guise of Apollo playing on the lyre. Ode XXII. is addressed to him, and he is mentioned in Odes IX. and XVII. Horace, Epode XIV., thus refers to the friendship of Anacreon and Ba.thyllus: --Non aliter Samio dicunt arsine Bathyllo Anacreonta. Teium, Qui persaepe cava testudine flevit amorem, Non elaboratum ad pedem. 'Tis said the tuneful Teian bard admired Bathyllus, and with genial ardour fired Sang to his lyre, with tender truth, Sweet praises of the Samian youth. ODE XXX THE VOLUNTARY CAPTIVE ONcE Love by the fair Muses being caught Flower-bound to Beauty was brought. Venus without her darling ill at ease Now seeks him to release With ransoms; but endeavours all are vain, For Eros hugs his chain. From Beauty parted he'll no longer dwell, He loves his serfdom well.1 1 This ode is very fine and the fiction extremely ingenious. I believe that Anacreon would...
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  • Paperback | 32 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 77g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236888847
  • 9781236888846