Seventy Sonnets of Camoens: Portuguese Text and Translation. With Original PoemsC. K. Paul & Company, 1881 - 253 pagina's |
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Pagina 47
... lost in thee for one Who cannot care for thee " —'tis thus he sighs , And Echo " cannot care for thee " replies . At sea , from Lisbon to Madeira , June 1880 . LXXI . Dous pastores ausentes de suas amantes , que SONNETS . 47.
... lost in thee for one Who cannot care for thee " —'tis thus he sighs , And Echo " cannot care for thee " replies . At sea , from Lisbon to Madeira , June 1880 . LXXI . Dous pastores ausentes de suas amantes , que SONNETS . 47.
Pagina 53
... lost a joy it called its own , No longer knows what is felicity ; Oh ! but from those around me now to flee ; My griefs she then might aid me to bemoan , My neighbour and companion she alone , [ flown , I aiding her , wherein she mourns ...
... lost a joy it called its own , No longer knows what is felicity ; Oh ! but from those around me now to flee ; My griefs she then might aid me to bemoan , My neighbour and companion she alone , [ flown , I aiding her , wherein she mourns ...
Pagina 63
... lost my day of light obscure , I saw not e'en completed lusters five . O'er lands , seas wide apart , ' twas mine to strive , Seeking some remedy for life , some cure ; But that which Fortune will not give , ' tis sure No daring labours ...
... lost my day of light obscure , I saw not e'en completed lusters five . O'er lands , seas wide apart , ' twas mine to strive , Seeking some remedy for life , some cure ; But that which Fortune will not give , ' tis sure No daring labours ...
Pagina 83
... in thee have been , Whereby my soul must save itself or lose , And never to mine eyes thou lost canst be . JERUSALEM , March 1880 . CXLVII . O poeta , debaixo do nome do pastor SONNETS . 83 When flaming fire with water is allied.
... in thee have been , Whereby my soul must save itself or lose , And never to mine eyes thou lost canst be . JERUSALEM , March 1880 . CXLVII . O poeta , debaixo do nome do pastor SONNETS . 83 When flaming fire with water is allied.
Pagina 101
... lost , upon her footsteps hies , And eager pardon on her crime bestows . He flings himself the obdurate nymph before , Aggrieved that he such jealous snare should lay , To implore her pardon , nay , his life implore : Oh ! force of love ...
... lost , upon her footsteps hies , And eager pardon on her crime bestows . He flings himself the obdurate nymph before , Aggrieved that he such jealous snare should lay , To implore her pardon , nay , his life implore : Oh ! force of love ...
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Seventy Sonnets of Camoens: Portuguese Text and Translation. With Original Poems Luís de Camões Volledige weergave - 1881 |
Seventy Sonnets of Camoens: Portuguese Text and Translation. With Original Poems Luís de Camões Volledige weergave - 1881 |
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agora águas alma amante Amor Aonia ardia Aubertin beauty Behold bella beloved bright brow CAIRO Camoens campos canst Catharina de Athaide CAUTERETS charms claro cloud cold Daliana dama dark death didst dizia doce doth dream dura e'en earth engano Erlking escura esperança eyes fair fate flôres flow flowers formosura gentle Gibraltar glow graça grief hath heart Heaven HENRY HAVELOCK hope huma lembrança Lisbon Liso live Lusiads Madeira Madeira to Lisbon mágoas Malta mão memory Mongolia morte mournful mundo Natercia ne'er night Nise nought nymph o'er olhos pastor poet Poeta Portuguese PROCRIS pura repose Rome rose sempre sepultura shepherd shine sighs smile sonnet soul stream sweet Tagus tão tear terra thee thine THOMAS WENTWORTH HIGGINSON thou thought Tibur tinha translation TRIESTE triste vento ventura vêr verde vida voice vós vossos zampoña
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Pagina 16 - Alma minha gentil, que te partiste Tão cedo desta vida descontente, Repousa lá no céu eternamente E viva eu cá na terra sempre triste.
Pagina 120 - A formosura desta fresca serra E a sombra dos verdes castanheiros; O manso caminhar destes ribeiros Donde toda a tristeza se desterra; O rouco som do mar, a estranha terra, O esconder do Sol pelos outeiros, O recolher dos gados derradeiros, Das nuvens pelo ar a branda guerra; Enfim, tudo o que a rara Natureza Com tanta variedade nos ofrece, Me está, se não te vejo, magoando.
Pagina 16 - Roga a Deus, que teus anos encurtou, Que tão cedo de cá me leve a ver-te Quão cedo de meus olhos te levou.
Pagina 26 - Está o lascivo e doce passarinho Com o biquinho as pennas ordenando, — O verso sem medida, alegre e brando, Despedindo no rustico raminho.
Pagina 26 - Com o biquinho as pennas ordenando; O verso sem medida, alegre e brando. Despedindo no rustico raminho. O cruel caçador, que do caminho Se vem callado e manso desviando, Com prompta vista a setta endireitando, Lhe dá no Estygio Lago eterno ninho. Desta arte o coração, que livre andava, (Postoque ja de longe destinado) Onde menos temia, foi ferido. Porque o frecheiro cego me esperava, Para que me tomasse descuidado, Em vossos claros olhos escondido.
Pagina 17 - Camoens," &c. (Oxford : 8vo. 1818; Adam. i. 94, 261). None, however, have attempted it so literally as Mr. JJ Aubertin, who has kindly allowed me to print his manuscript version : — My gentle spirit ! Thou who hast departed So early, of this life in discontent, Rest thou there ever in Heaven's firmament, While I live here on earth all broken-hearted ! In that ethereal seat, where thou didst rise, If memory of this life so far consent, •Forget not thou my ardent love unspent, Which thou didst...
Pagina 88 - A la margen del Tajo, en claro dia, Con rayado marfil peinando estaba Natercia sus cabellos, y quitaba Con sus ojos la luz al sol que ardia.
Pagina 76 - Longo tempo apos si me trouxe cego, De vós me aparto, si; porém não nego Que inda a longa memoria, que me alcança, Me não deixa de vós fazer mudança, Mas quanto mais me alongo, mais me achego Bem poderá a Fortuna este instrumento Da alma levar por terra nova e estranha, Offerecido ao mar remoto, ao vento.
Pagina 253 - Hie liber est in quo quaerit sua dogmata quisque Invenit et pariter dogmata quisque sua.