Specimens of the Polish Poets

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: SZYMONOWICZ. SZYMONOWICZ. Oimon Szymonowicz was born at Leopol in 1553, and died in 1624 '. He was of low origin, but was ennobled by the king of Poland on account of his writings. He was the friend of the Chancellor Zamoyski, who engaged him as the tutor of his son, and rewarded him with an estate near...
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: SZYMONOWICZ. SZYMONOWICZ. Oimon Szymonowicz was born at Leopol in 1553, and died in 1624 '. He was of low origin, but was ennobled by the king of Poland on account of his writings. He was the friend of the Chancellor Zamoyski, who engaged him as the tutor of his son, and rewarded him with an estate near Zamosc. Clement the Eighth sent him a laurel crown; and he obtained for his Latin writings the title of the Latin Pindar. His works are principally pastoral: the beauty of the scenery among which he passed his life, the valleys and hills which are on the lower range of the Carpathian mountains, probably led him to the pastoral and descriptive style of writing. He published some religious dramas, or mysteries, ?a sort of composition very popular among the Catholics of his day, the best of which is said to be Joseph the Chaste. His Idyls have been lately republished with the pastoral poetry of Zimorowicz, Gawinski, and Minasowicz, to which is added Nagurczewski's translation of Virgil's Eclogues, in one volume, entitled Sielanki Polskie. ' Schaffarik says (and I am inclined to think he is right) nat. 1558, ob. 1629. SIELANKAi I. PASTORAL ECLOGUE. Kozy, ucieszne kozy, ma trzodo iedyna Daphnis. Goats of my flock, my sole possessions, come? Mid meadows, nut-tree., brush-wood make your home, Eat the green leaves, the tender sprouts; and here By the still waters I'll repose me near, And lull to rest my grief by sleep, or song: ? My Phyllis has disturb'd the calming throng ' Derived from Sielo (oillage'). Of gentle thoughts. O cruel whatsoe'er Fate rules, the heart must feed on, and must bear. Thou hast forgotten all, ?my broken joy, My soul's distraction, and the sharp annoy Of a corroding chain; desire intense, Faith-plighted, passiona..