The works of Virgil, tr. into Engl. verse by mr. Dryden. Carey, المجلد 4 |
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الصفحة 16
... course , with ev'ry ford . " He ceas'd : and old Aletes took the word . " Our country gods , in whom our trust we place , Will yet from ruin save the Trojan race , While we behold such dauntless worth appear In dawning youth , and souls ...
... course , with ev'ry ford . " He ceas'd : and old Aletes took the word . " Our country gods , in whom our trust we place , Will yet from ruin save the Trojan race , While we behold such dauntless worth appear In dawning youth , and souls ...
الصفحة 30
... course withheld , But added colours to the world reveal'd ; When early Turnus , wak'ning with the light , All clad in armour , calls his troops to fight . His martial men with fierce harangues he fir'd , And his own ardour in their ...
... course withheld , But added colours to the world reveal'd ; When early Turnus , wak'ning with the light , All clad in armour , calls his troops to fight . His martial men with fierce harangues he fir'd , And his own ardour in their ...
الصفحة 39
... course ? You shall not find the sons of Atreus here , Nor need the frauds of sly Ulysses fear . Strong from the cradle , of a sturdy brood , We bear our new - born infants to the flood ; There bath'd amid the stream , our boys we hold ...
... course ? You shall not find the sons of Atreus here , Nor need the frauds of sly Ulysses fear . Strong from the cradle , of a sturdy brood , We bear our new - born infants to the flood ; There bath'd amid the stream , our boys we hold ...
الصفحة 48
... course before , And fix'd the wand'ring weapon in the door . " But hope not thou , " said Turnus , " when I strike , To shun thy fate : our force is not alike , Nor thy steel temper'd by the Lemnian god . " Then rising , on his utmost ...
... course before , And fix'd the wand'ring weapon in the door . " But hope not thou , " said Turnus , " when I strike , To shun thy fate : our force is not alike , Nor thy steel temper'd by the Lemnian god . " Then rising , on his utmost ...
الصفحة 70
... course . 325 Your navy once were we , From Ida's height descending to the sea ; Till Turnus , as at anchor fix'd we stood , Presum❜d to violate our holy wood . Then , loos'd from shore , we fled his fires profane ( Unwillingly we broke ...
... course . 325 Your navy once were we , From Ida's height descending to the sea ; Till Turnus , as at anchor fix'd we stood , Presum❜d to violate our holy wood . Then , loos'd from shore , we fled his fires profane ( Unwillingly we broke ...
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Æneas Æneid afar Anchises Arcadian arms Ascanius Ausonian bear betwixt blood bold bore breast Camilla camp chariot chief clouds command conquer'd coursers dare dart death Dido Drances Eneas Euryalus Ev'n ev'ry eyes falchion fame fatal fate father fear field fierce fight fill'd fir'd fires fix'd flames flies flood foes forc'd force fortune friends fun'ral Georgic goddess gods ground hand haste head heav'n helm hero honour horse jav'lins Jove Juno Juturna king lance land Latian Latium Lausus Line Messapus Mezentius mighty mix'd Mnestheus mother Nisus numbers o'er oppress'd Pallas peace pierc'd pious plain poet pointed lance pow'r pray'r press'd prince rage rais'd reach'd resolv'd Rutulians sent shades shield shining shore shouts side sight Simoïs sire slain slew soul sound spear steed stood sword Tarchon tears thee thou threw Tisiphone tow'rs town trembling Trojan troops Troy Turnus Tuscan Virgil Volscians walls weapon winds words wound youth
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الصفحة 7 - Prefix'd by fate's irrevocable doom, When the great Mother of the Gods was free To save her ships, and finish Jove's decree. First, from the quarter of the morn, there sprung...
الصفحة 43 - Heaps of spent arrows fall, and strew the ground ; And helms, and shields, and rattling arms, resound. The combat thickens, like the storm that flies From westward, when the...
الصفحة 102 - Then, as a hungry lion, who beholds A gamesome goat who frisks about the folds, Or beamy stag that grazes on the plain — He runs, he roars, he shakes his rising mane; • He grins, and opens wide his greedy jaws : The prey lies panting underneath his paws : He fills his famish'd maw ; his mouth runs o'er With unchew'd morsels, while he churns the gore...
الصفحة 220 - Cast round her eyes, distracted with her fear : — No troops of Turnus in the field appear. Once more she stares abroad, but still in vain, And then concludes the royal youth is slain. Mad with her anguish, impotent to bear 875 The mighty grief, she loaths the vital air.
الصفحة 42 - From this beginning date the Julian line. To thee, to them, and their victorious heirs, The conquer'd war is due, and the vast world is theirs. Troy is too narrow for thy name.
الصفحة 26 - Of tramping coursers, and the riders' voice. The sound approach'd; and suddenly he view'd The foes inclosing, and his friend pursued, Forelaid and taken, while he strove in vain The shelter of the friendly shades to gain. What should he next attempt? what arms employ, What fruitless force, to free the captive boy?
الصفحة 14 - This thy request is cruel and unjust. But if some chance- as many chances are, And doubtful hazards, in the deeds of war — If one should reach my head, there let it fall, And spare thy life; I would not perish all.
الصفحة 28 - Gush'd out a purple stream, and stain'd the ground. His snowy neck reclines upon his breast, Like a fair flow'r by the keen share oppress'd; Like a white poppy sinking on the plain, Whose heavy head is overcharg'd with rain. Despair, and rage, and vengeance justly vow'd, Drove Nisus headlong on the hostile crowd.
الصفحة 173 - Dying, her open'd hand forsakes the rein; Short, and more short, she pants; by slow degrees Her mind the passage from her body frees. She drops her sword; she nods her plumy crest, Her drooping head declining on her breast : In the last sigh her struggling soul expires, , And, murm'ring with disdain, to Stygian sounds retires.
الصفحة 16 - And, where the smoke in cloudy vapours flies, Cov'ring the plain, and curling to the skies, Betwixt two paths which at the gate divide, Close by the sea a passage we have spied, Which will our way to great jEneas guide.