Virgil: The Eclogues, Том 2Harper & Brothers, 1834 |
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Æneas afar altars amid Anchises arms Ascanius Ausonian bear behold blood bore breast call'd chief clouds command coursers cries crown'd dare dart death descends design'd Dido Eneas Euryalus Ev'n ev'ry eyes falchion fame fatal fate father Faunus fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flames flies flood foes force friends fun'ral fury ghost gods Grecian ground hand haste head heav'n Helenus hero holy honour jav'lin Jove Juno Juturna king lance land Latian Latium Lausus limbs Lycian Messapus Mezentius mighty mix'd Mnestheus night o'er oars off'rings Pallas pass'd peace Phrygian pious plain pow'r pray'rs press'd prince purple queen race rage rising rites Rutulian sacred shade shield shining shore side sight Simoïs sire skies slain soul sound spear stand steeds stood Stygian sword Tarchon thee thou Thracian thrice Tiber tow'rs town trembling Trojan troops Troy Turnus Tuscan unhappy Volscians vows walls winds wood wound youth
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Страница 114 - Let others better mould the running mass Of metals, and inform the breathing brass, And soften into flesh, a marble face ; Plead better at the bar ; describe the skies, And when the stars descend, and when they rise. But Rome ! 'tis thine alone, with awful sway, To rule mankind, and make the world obey. Disposing peace and war, thy own majestic way : To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free: — These are imperial arts and worthy thee.
Страница 147 - Where'er she passes, fix their wond'ring eyes: Longing they look, and, gaping at the sight, Devour her o'er and o'er with vast delight; Her purple habit sits with such a grace On her smooth shoulders, and so suits her face; Her head with ringlets of her hair is crown'd, And in a golden caul the curls are bound. She shakes her myrtle jav'lin; and, behind, Her Lycian quiver dances in the wind.
Страница 129 - Fates have firm'd, by their decree, The Trojan race to reign in Italy; At least I can defer the nuptial day, And with protracted wars the peace delay: With blood the dear alliance shall be bought, And both the people near destruction brought; So shall the son-in-law and father join, With ruin, war, and waste of either line.
Страница 293 - Thus while he spoke, unmindful of defence, A winged arrow struck the pious prince. But, whether from some human hand it came, Or hostile god, is left unknown by fame ; No human hand, or hostile god, was found, 485 To boast the triumph of so base a wound. When Turnus saw the Trojan quit the plain, His chiefs dismay'd, his troops a fainting train, Th...
Страница 46 - Oppress'd with numbers in th' unequal field, His men discourag'd, and himself expell'd, Let him for succour sue from place to place, Torn from his subjects, and his son's embrace. First let him see his friends in battle slain, And their untimely fate lament in vain: And when, at length, the cruel war shall cease, On hard conditions may he buy his peace: Nor let him then enjoy supreme command; But fall, untimely, by some hostile hand, And lie unbury'd on the barren sand!
Страница 200 - Phoebus' name, To keep from fight the youth too fond of fame. Undaunted, they themselves no danger shun : From wall to wall the shouts and clamours run : They bend their bows ; they whirl their slings around : Heaps of spent arrows fall, and strew the ground ; And helms, and shields, and rattling arms, resound.
Страница 269 - And sling their shields behind, to save their backs in flight. Spurring at speed to their own walls they drew; Close in the rear the Tuscan troops pursue, And urge their flight: Asylas leads the chase; Till, seiz'd, with shame, they wheel about and face, Receive their foes, and raise a threat'ning cry.
Страница 31 - His flying feet, and mounts the western winds : And, whether o'er the seas or earth he flies, With rapid force they bear him down the skies. But first he grasps within his awful hand. The mark of...
Страница 18 - The cave, tho' large, was dark ; the dismal floor Was pav'd with mangled limbs and putrid gore. Our monstrous host, of more than human size, Erects his head, and stares within the skies; Bellowing his voice, and horrid is his hue. Ye gods, remove this plague from mortal view ! The joints of slaughter'd wretches are his food; And for his wine he quaffs the streaming blood.
Страница 31 - Thund'rer heard, Then cast his eyes on Carthage, where he found The lustful pair in lawless pleasure drown'd, Lost in their loves, insensible of shame, And both forgetful of their better fame.