The Works of the English Poets: Pope's HomerH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Fates , in bloody fray To toil and struggle through the well - fought day ; Then turn'd to Thracia from the field of ... fate ; and round him caft his azure eyes , Where Ida's mifty tops confus'dly rife ; S 10 15 20 B 2 Neptune . Below ...
... Fates , in bloody fray To toil and struggle through the well - fought day ; Then turn'd to Thracia from the field of ... fate ; and round him caft his azure eyes , Where Ida's mifty tops confus'dly rife ; S 10 15 20 B 2 Neptune . Below ...
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... fate ; and mourn'd his Argives slain . At Jove incens'd , with grief and fury stung , Prone down the rocky steep he rush'd along ; Fierce as he past , the lofty mountains nod , The forest shakes ! earth trembled as he trod , And felt ...
... fate ; and mourn'd his Argives slain . At Jove incens'd , with grief and fury stung , Prone down the rocky steep he rush'd along ; Fierce as he past , the lofty mountains nod , The forest shakes ! earth trembled as he trod , And felt ...
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... fate more vile , ensues . Let each reflect , who prizes fame or breath , On endless infamy , on instant death , For lo ! the fated time , th ' appointed fhore ; Hark ! the gates burst , the brazen barriers roar ! Impetuous Hector ...
... fate more vile , ensues . Let each reflect , who prizes fame or breath , On endless infamy , on instant death , For lo ! the fated time , th ' appointed fhore ; Hark ! the gates burst , the brazen barriers roar ! Impetuous Hector ...
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... Fate , Defcending Hector and his battle wait . 375 : An iron scene gleams dreadful o'er the fields , Armour in armour lock'd , and shields in fhields , 180 Spears lean on fpears , on targets targets throng , Helms ftuck to helms , and ...
... Fate , Defcending Hector and his battle wait . 375 : An iron scene gleams dreadful o'er the fields , Armour in armour lock'd , and shields in fhields , 180 Spears lean on fpears , on targets targets throng , Helms ftuck to helms , and ...
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... ; Refolv'd to perifh in his country's caufe , 531 Or find some foe , whom heaven and he shall doom 535 To wail his fate in death's eternal gloom . He + He fees Alcathoüs in the front aspire : Great fyetes 20 POPE'S HOMER .
... ; Refolv'd to perifh in his country's caufe , 531 Or find some foe , whom heaven and he shall doom 535 To wail his fate in death's eternal gloom . He + He fees Alcathoüs in the front aspire : Great fyetes 20 POPE'S HOMER .
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Страница 105 - Automedon (an honour'd name, The fecond to his lord in love and fame, In peace his friend, and partner of the war) 180 The winged courfers harnefs'd to the car; Xanthus and Balius, of immortal breed, Sprung from the wind, and like the wind in fpeed; Whom the wing'd Harpy, fwift Podarge, bore, By Zephyr pregnant
Страница 264 - What gafping numbers now had bit the ground! Thou robb'ft me of a glory juftly mine, Powerful of Godhead, and of fraud divine : Mean fame, alas ! for one of heavenly ftrain, To cheat a mortal, who repines in vain. 30 Then to the city terrible and ftrong, With high and haughty fteps he
Страница 278 - gate. He ceas'd. The Fates fuppreft his labouring breath, And his eyes ftiffen'd at the hand of death ; To the dark realm the fpirit wings its way 455 (The manly body left a load of clay) And plaintive glides along the dreary coaft, A naked, wandering, melancholy ghoft ! Achilles,
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Страница 337 - come, A willing ghoft to Pluto's dreary dome ! He faid, and feebly drives his friends away: The forrowing friends his frantic rage obey. 310 Next on his fons his erring fury falls,. Polites, Paris, Agathon, he calls ; His threats Dei'phobus and Dius hear, . Hippothoiis, Pammon, Helenus the feer, And generous Antiphon : for yet thefe nine
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Страница 37 - of war to us not idly given, Lo ! Greece is humbled, not by Troy, but Heaven. Vain are the hopes that haughty mind imparts, To force our fleet: the Greeks have hands, and hearts. Long ere in flames our lofty navy fall, Your boafted city and your god-built wall Shall fink beneath us, fmoaking on the ground;