The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 38H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... blood of fheep and oxen flain , -Behold ! where Neritus the clouds divides , And shakes the waving forefts on his fides . So fpake the Goddess ; and the prospect clear'd , The mifts difpers'd , and all the coast appear'd . The king with ...
... blood of fheep and oxen flain , -Behold ! where Neritus the clouds divides , And shakes the waving forefts on his fides . So fpake the Goddess ; and the prospect clear'd , The mifts difpers'd , and all the coast appear'd . The king with ...
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... blood . 495 She spake , then touch'd him with her powerful wand : The skin shrunk up , and wither'd at her hand ; A fwift old age o'er all his members spread ; A fudden frost was sprinkled on his head ; Nor longer in the heavy eye ...
... blood . 495 She spake , then touch'd him with her powerful wand : The skin shrunk up , and wither'd at her hand ; A fwift old age o'er all his members spread ; A fudden frost was sprinkled on his head ; Nor longer in the heavy eye ...
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... blood ; These quarter'd , fing'd , and fix'd on forks of wood , All hafty on the hiffing coals he threw ; And smoking back the tasteful viands drew , Broachers and all ; then on the board display'd The ready meal , before Ulyffes laid ...
... blood ; These quarter'd , fing'd , and fix'd on forks of wood , All hafty on the hiffing coals he threw ; And smoking back the tasteful viands drew , Broachers and all ; then on the board display'd The ready meal , before Ulyffes laid ...
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... blood and duft each proud oppreffor mourn , And the loft glories of his house return . Nor fhall that meed be thine , nor ever more 175 } 180 185 190 Shall lov'd Ulyffes hail this happy shore ( Replied Eumæus ) : to the present hour Now ...
... blood and duft each proud oppreffor mourn , And the loft glories of his house return . Nor fhall that meed be thine , nor ever more 175 } 180 185 190 Shall lov'd Ulyffes hail this happy shore ( Replied Eumæus ) : to the present hour Now ...
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... blood , How would the Gods my righteous toils fucceed , 445 And bless the hand that made a stranger bleed ? No more - th ' approaching hours of filent night First claim refection , then to rest invite ; Beneath our humble cottage let us ...
... blood , How would the Gods my righteous toils fucceed , 445 And bless the hand that made a stranger bleed ? No more - th ' approaching hours of filent night First claim refection , then to rest invite ; Beneath our humble cottage let us ...
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Страница 275 - the latter, where we find not an antiquated, affefted, or uncouth word, for fome hundred lines together; as in his fifth book, the latter part of the eighth, the former of the tenth and eleventh books, and in the narration of Michael in the twelfth. I wonder indeed that he, who ventured (contrary to the
Страница 103 - knew,, and ftrove to meet; In vain he ftrove to crawl, and kifs his feet; Yet (all he could) his tail, his ears, his eyes, Salute his mafter, and confefs his joys. Soft pity touch'd the mighty
Страница 51 - in better days, by Helen wove : Safe in thy mother's care the vefture lay, 14.0 To deck thy bride, and grace thy nuptial day. Meantime may'ft thou with happieft fpeed regain Thy ftately palace, and thy wide domain. She faid, and gave the veil; with grateful look The prince the variegated
Страница 269 - is ufmg a vaft force to lift a feather. I believe, now I am upon this head, it will be found a juft obfervation, That the low aftions of life cannot be put into a figurative ftyle, without being ridiculous ; but things natural can' Metaphors raif'e the latter into dignity, as we fee in the
Страница 258 - on thy immortal brow. Thus when thy draughts, O Raphael! time invades, And the bold figure from the canvas fades, A rival hand recalls from every part Some latent grace, and equals art with art : Tranfported we furvey the dubious ftrife, While each fair image ftarts again to life. How long,
Страница 264 - are ill invented, or ill executed. He affirms it to be nice and particular in painting the manners, but not that thofe manners are ill painted. If Homer has fully in thefe points accomplifhed his own defign, and done all that the nature of his poem demanded or allowed, it
Страница 60 - thou (he cries) haft felt The fpite of fortune too ! her cruel hand 410 Snatch'd thee an infant from thy native land ! Snatch'd from thy parents' arms, thy parents' eyes, To early wants! a man of miferies ! Thy whole fad ftory, from its firft, declare : Sunk the fair city by the rage of war,
Страница 42 - The morn confpicuous on her golden throne. 570 Oh, were my ftrength as then, as then my age! Some friend would fence me from the winter's rage. Yet, tatter'd as I look, I challeng'd then The honours and the offices of men : Some mafter, or fome fervant, would allow 575 A cloak and
Страница 267 - find in each the fame vivacity and fecundity of invention, the fame life and ftrength of imaging and colouring, the particular defcriptions as highly painted, the figures as bold, the metaphors as animated, and the numbers as harmonious, and as various. The Odyfley is a perpetual fource of poetry: the
Страница 284 - we have at leaft none of the blafphemers of Homer. We fteadfaftly and unanimoufly believe, both his poem, and our conftitution, to be the beft that ever human wit invented : that the one is not more incapable of amendment than the other; and (old as they both are) we