The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 18Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... bury'd body rend ? O fpare the corpfe of thy unhappy friend ! Spare to pollute thy pious hands with blood : The tears diftil not from the wounded wood ; B 2 60 But Let not my prayers a doubtful anfwer find , But ANEIS . BOOK III .
... bury'd body rend ? O fpare the corpfe of thy unhappy friend ! Spare to pollute thy pious hands with blood : The tears diftil not from the wounded wood ; B 2 60 But Let not my prayers a doubtful anfwer find , But ANEIS . BOOK III .
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... ? O fpare the corpfe of thy unhappy friend ! Spare to pollute thy pious hands with blood : The tears diftil not from the wounded wood ; B 2 35 40 45 35 60 But But every drop this living tree contains Is kindred blood ANEIS . BOOK III .
... ? O fpare the corpfe of thy unhappy friend ! Spare to pollute thy pious hands with blood : The tears diftil not from the wounded wood ; B 2 35 40 45 35 60 But But every drop this living tree contains Is kindred blood ANEIS . BOOK III .
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... hands they join . Then to the temple of the god I went ; And thus before the fhrine my vows present : Give , O Thymbræus , give a refting - place To the fad relicks of the Trojan race : 110 115 A feat fecure , a region of their own , A ...
... hands they join . Then to the temple of the god I went ; And thus before the fhrine my vows present : Give , O Thymbræus , give a refting - place To the fad relicks of the Trojan race : 110 115 A feat fecure , a region of their own , A ...
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... 170 That , fcarce diftinguish'd , feem to ftud the feas . 175 The fhouts of failors double near the fhores ; They ftretch their canvas , and they ply their oars . B 4 All All hands aloft , for Crete , for Crete they ENEIS . Book III .
... 170 That , fcarce diftinguish'd , feem to ftud the feas . 175 The fhouts of failors double near the fhores ; They ftretch their canvas , and they ply their oars . B 4 All All hands aloft , for Crete , for Crete they ENEIS . Book III .
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With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. All hands aloft , for Crete , for Crete they cry , And swiftly through the foamy billows fly . Full on the promis'd land at length we bore , With joy defcending on the Cretan shore ...
With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. All hands aloft , for Crete , for Crete they cry , And swiftly through the foamy billows fly . Full on the promis'd land at length we bore , With joy defcending on the Cretan shore ...
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Æneas Afcanius againſt altars amidſt Anchifes arms bear blood breaſt caft coaft command courſe Crete crown'd dart death defcends Dido Euryalus eyes facred fafe faid fame fatal fate fear fecond fecret fecure feek fent fhades fhall fhining fhips fhore fide fields fight fire firft firſt fix'd fkies flain flame fleep flew flood foes fome foul ftands ftill ftood fuch fury fword ghoſt gods ground gueſt hafte hands head heaven Helenus himſelf holy Jove Juno king labour laft land laſt Latian Latium lefs Mezentius mighty mix'd night o'er oars paffage Pallas plain poffefs'd prince promis'd purſue queen race rage reft reſt rifing rites Rutulians ſaid ſhade ſhakes ſhall ſhe ſhore ſhould ſkies ſky ſpace ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtood Stygian thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou Thracian towers trembling Trojan troops Troy Turnus Tyrian vows whofe Whoſe winds wood wound youth
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Страница 253 - And give him to his aged father's sight. Now let him perish, since you hold it good, And glut the Trojans with his pious blood. Yet from our lineage he derives his name, And, in the fourth degree, from god Pilumnus came; Yet he devoutly pays you rites divine, And offers daily incense at your shrine.
Страница 100 - Observant of the souls that pass the downward way. From hence are heard the groans of ghosts, the pains Of sounding lashes and of dragging chains. The Trojan stood...
Страница 87 - Just in the gate and in the jaws of hell, Revengeful Cares and sullen Sorrows dwell, And pale Diseases, and repining Age, Want, Fear, and Famine's unresisted rage; Here Toils, and Death, and Death's half-brother, Sleep, Forms terrible to view, their sentry keep; With anxious Pleasures of a guilty mind, Deep Frauds before, and open Force behind; The Furies' iron beds; and Strife, that shakes Her hissing tresses and unfolds her snakes.
Страница 121 - His mother ; fair Marica was her name. But Faunus came from Picus : Picus drew His birth from Saturn, if records be true. Thus king Latinus, in the third degree, Had Saturn author of his family.
Страница 30 - Th' offended lover and the pow'rful queen? This way, and that, he turns his anxious mind, And all expedients tries, and none can find. Fix'd on the deed, but doubtful of the means — After long thought, to this advice he leans: Three chiefs he calls, commands them to repair The fleet, and ship their men, with silent care.
Страница 120 - The Trojan, from the main, beheld a wood, Which thick with shades, and a brown horror, stood : Betwixt the trees the Tiber took his course, With whirlpools dimpled ; and, with downward force, That drove the sand along, he took his way, And roll'd his yellow billows to the sea. About him, and above, and round the wood, The birds that haunt the borders of his flood, That bath'd within, or bask'd upon his side, To tuneful songs their narrow throats apply'd. The captain gives command : the joyful train...
Страница 111 - High as the Mother of the Gods in place, And proud, like her, of an immortal race. Then, when in pomp she makes the Phrygian round, With golden turrets on her temples crown'd; A hundred gods her sweeping train supply; Her offspring all, and all command the sky.
Страница 53 - If great ^Eneas and Acestes join In his request, these gauntlets I resign; Let us with equal arms perform the fight, And let him leave to fear, since I resign my right.
Страница 86 - O'er whose unhappy waters, void of light, No bird presumes to steer his airy flight : Such deadly stenches from the depth arise, And steaming sulphur, that infects the skies. From hence, the Grecian bards their legends make, And give the name Avernus, to the lake.
Страница 213 - Th' inverted lance makes furrows in the plain. E'en time, that changes all, yet changes us in vain — The body, not the mind — nor can control Th' immortal vigor, or abate the soul.