The works of Virgil, tr. into Engl. verse by mr. Dryden. Carey, المجلد 4 |
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... Fierce Volscens foams with rage , and , gazing round , Descry'd not him who gave the fatal wound , Nor knew to fix revenge : " But thou , " he cries , " Shalt pay for both , " and at the pris❜ner flies 564 With his drawn sword . Then ...
... Fierce Volscens foams with rage , and , gazing round , Descry'd not him who gave the fatal wound , Nor knew to fix revenge : " But thou , " he cries , " Shalt pay for both , " and at the pris❜ner flies 564 With his drawn sword . Then ...
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... fierce harangues he fir'd , And his own ardour in their souls inspir'd . This done to give new terror to his foes , 610 615 The head of Nisus and his friend he shows , Rais'd high on pointed spears - a ghastly sight ! 620 Loud peals of ...
... fierce harangues he fir'd , And his own ardour in their souls inspir'd . This done to give new terror to his foes , 610 615 The head of Nisus and his friend he shows , Rais'd high on pointed spears - a ghastly sight ! 620 Loud peals of ...
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... Fierce Turnus in another quarter fought , When suddenly th ' unhop'd - for news was brought , The foes had left the fastness of their place , Prevail'd in fight , and had his men in chase . He quits th ' attack , and , to prevent their ...
... Fierce Turnus in another quarter fought , When suddenly th ' unhop'd - for news was brought , The foes had left the fastness of their place , Prevail'd in fight , and had his men in chase . He quits th ' attack , and , to prevent their ...
الصفحة 47
... fierce tiger pent amid the fold . Too late his blazing buckler they descry , And sparkling fires that shot from either eye , His mighty members , and his ample breast , His rattling armour , and his crimson crest . Far from that hated ...
... fierce tiger pent amid the fold . Too late his blazing buckler they descry , And sparkling fires that shot from either eye , His mighty members , and his ample breast , His rattling armour , and his crimson crest . Far from that hated ...
الصفحة 67
... Fierce Abas next : his men bright armour wore : His stern Apollo's golden statue bore . Six hundred Populonia sent along , All skill'd in martial exercise , and strong . Three hundred more for battle Ilva joins , An isle renown'd for ...
... Fierce Abas next : his men bright armour wore : His stern Apollo's golden statue bore . Six hundred Populonia sent along , All skill'd in martial exercise , and strong . Three hundred more for battle Ilva joins , An isle renown'd for ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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.