The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, المجلد 19Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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الصفحة 26
... shades , Gyrtone's warriors ; and where Orthè lies , And Oleosson's chalky cliffs arise . Sprung from Pirithous of ... shade ) In forty sable barks they stemm'd the main ; Such were the chiefs , and such the Grecian train . Say next ...
... shades , Gyrtone's warriors ; and where Orthè lies , And Oleosson's chalky cliffs arise . Sprung from Pirithous of ... shade ) In forty sable barks they stemm'd the main ; Such were the chiefs , and such the Grecian train . Say next ...
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... shades of Tmolus hide , Mestles and Antiphus the charge partake ; Born on the banks of Gyges ' silent lake . There , from ... shade ; While scarce the swains their feeding flocks survey , Lost and confus'd amidst the thicken'd day : So ...
... shades of Tmolus hide , Mestles and Antiphus the charge partake ; Born on the banks of Gyges ' silent lake . There , from ... shade ; While scarce the swains their feeding flocks survey , Lost and confus'd amidst the thicken'd day : So ...
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... shades of Hell : Fair Simoïsius , whom his mother bore , Amid the flocks on silver Simois ' shore : The nymph ... shade at once o'ercast their eyes , In dust the vanquish'd , and the victor lies . With copious slaughter all the ...
... shades of Hell : Fair Simoïsius , whom his mother bore , Amid the flocks on silver Simois ' shore : The nymph ... shade at once o'ercast their eyes , In dust the vanquish'd , and the victor lies . With copious slaughter all the ...
الصفحة 39
... shade , And threats aloud : the Greeks with longing eyes Behold at distance , but forbear the prize . Then fierce Tydides stoops ; and from the fields , Heav'd with vast force , a rocky fragment wields , Not two strong men th ' enormous ...
... shade , And threats aloud : the Greeks with longing eyes Behold at distance , but forbear the prize . Then fierce Tydides stoops ; and from the fields , Heav'd with vast force , a rocky fragment wields , Not two strong men th ' enormous ...
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... shade , His mournful friends divine Sarpedon laid : Brave Pelagon , his favourite chief , was nigh , Who wrench'd the javelin from his sinewy thigh , The fainting soul stood ready wing'd for flight , And o'er his eye - balls swam the shades ...
... shade , His mournful friends divine Sarpedon laid : Brave Pelagon , his favourite chief , was nigh , Who wrench'd the javelin from his sinewy thigh , The fainting soul stood ready wing'd for flight , And o'er his eye - balls swam the shades ...
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Achilles Æneas Ajax Alcinous Antilochus arms Atrides band bear behold beneath blood bold brave breast chariot chief command coursers crown'd dart death descends dire divine dreadful Earth Eurymachus Ev'n eyes fair falchion fame fate father fear feast field fierce fight fire fix'd flames flies flood force fury glory goddess gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks ground hand haste heart Heaven Hector hero honours host Idomeneus Iliad Ilion javelin Jove king labours lance land Latian Lycian maid Menelaus mighty Mnestheus monarch mortal Neptune night numbers o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus plain poet Priam prince proud Pylian queen race rage rising sacred seas shade shield shining ships shore sire skies slain soul spear spoke stand steeds stood swain Swift sword tears Telemachus thee thou thunder toils train trembling Trojan Troy Turnus Ulysses Virgil walls warrior winds woes wound wretched youth
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الصفحة 58 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye...
الصفحة 210 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
الصفحة 75 - Could all our care elude the gloomy grave, Which claims no less the fearful than the brave, For lust of fame I should not vainly dare In fighting fields, nor urge thy soul to war. But since, alas ! ignoble age must come, Disease, and death's inexorable doom, The life, which others pay, let us bestow, And give to fame what we to nature owe ; Brave though we fall, and honour'd if we live, Or let us glory gain, or glory give...
الصفحة 329 - I have endeavoured to make Virgil speak such English, as he would himself have spoken, if he had been born in England, and in this present age.
الصفحة 61 - Who dares think one thing, and another tell, My heart detests him as the gates of hell.
الصفحة 18 - He spoke, and awful bends his sable brows,* Shakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod, The stamp of fate and sanction of the god : High heaven with trembling the dread signal took, And all Olympus to the centre shook.
الصفحة 297 - The fiery courser, when he hears from far The sprightly trumpets, and the shouts of war, Pricks up his ears ; and, trembling with delight.
الصفحة 131 - Scarce the whole people stop his desperate course, While strong affliction gives the feeble force: Grief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro, In all the raging impotence of woe. At length he roll'd in dust, and thus begun, Imploring all, and naming one by one: 'Ah! let me, let me go where sorrow calls; I, only I, will issue from your walls (Guide or companion, friends!
الصفحة 11 - But that which is to be allowed him, and which very much contributed to cover his defects, is a daring fiery spirit that animates his translation, which is something like what one might imagine Homer himself would have writ before he arrived at years of discretion.
الصفحة 157 - Perverse mankind ! whose wills, created free, Charge all their woes on absolute decree ; All to the dooming gods their guilt translate, And follies are miscall'd the crimes of Fate.