Fables Antient and Modern: Translated Into Verse from Homer, Ovid, Boccace, and Chaucer: with Original PoemsJ. Tonson, 1713 - 550 страници |
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... Wind : Where in an Argent Field the God of War Was drawn triumphant on his Iron Carr ; Red was his Sword , and Shield , and whole Attire , And all the Godhead feem'd to glow with Fire ; Ev'n theGround glitter'd where theStandard flew ...
... Wind : Where in an Argent Field the God of War Was drawn triumphant on his Iron Carr ; Red was his Sword , and Shield , and whole Attire , And all the Godhead feem'd to glow with Fire ; Ev'n theGround glitter'd where theStandard flew ...
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... Wind : Aurora had but newly chas'd the Night , And purpled o'er the Sky with blushing Light , When to the Garden - walk fhe took her way , To sport and trip along in Cool of Day , And offer Maiden Vows in Honour of the May . 2 At ev'ry ...
... Wind : Aurora had but newly chas'd the Night , And purpled o'er the Sky with blushing Light , When to the Garden - walk fhe took her way , To sport and trip along in Cool of Day , And offer Maiden Vows in Honour of the May . 2 At ev'ry ...
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... Wind constrains . Then thus he faid ; Eternal Deities , Who rule the World with abfolute Decrees , And write whatever Time shall bring to pass With Pens of Adamant , on Plates of Brafs ; What is the Race of Human Kind your Care , Beyond ...
... Wind constrains . Then thus he faid ; Eternal Deities , Who rule the World with abfolute Decrees , And write whatever Time shall bring to pass With Pens of Adamant , on Plates of Brafs ; What is the Race of Human Kind your Care , Beyond ...
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... Winds their Eastern Blasts forbear , Thy Month reveals the Spring , and opens all the Year . Thee , Goddefs , thee the Storms of Winter fly , " Earth fmiles with Flow'rs renewing ; laughs the Sky , [ apply . And Birds to Lays of Love ...
... Winds their Eastern Blasts forbear , Thy Month reveals the Spring , and opens all the Year . Thee , Goddefs , thee the Storms of Winter fly , " Earth fmiles with Flow'rs renewing ; laughs the Sky , [ apply . And Birds to Lays of Love ...
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... Wind arofe , [ Close The Rings of Ir'n , that on the Doors were hung , Sent out a jarring Sound , and harfhly rung : The bolted Gates flew open at the Blast , The Storm rufh'd in ; and Arcite stood agaft : TheFlames were blown afide ...
... Wind arofe , [ Close The Rings of Ir'n , that on the Doors were hung , Sent out a jarring Sound , and harfhly rung : The bolted Gates flew open at the Blast , The Storm rufh'd in ; and Arcite stood agaft : TheFlames were blown afide ...
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Страница 374 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Страница 372 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair ! And the sparkles that flash from their eyes ! Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
Страница 371 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Страница 89 - Bade cease the war ; pronouncing from on high, Arcite of Thebes had won the beauteous Emily. The sound of trumpets to the voice replied, And round the royal lists the heralds cried, Arcite of Thebes has won the beauteous bride.
Страница 373 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Страница 367 - None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair. Timotheus, plac'd on high Amid the tuneful quire, With flying fingers touch'd the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire.
Страница 170 - Such as it is, the' offence is all my own ; And what to Guiscard is already done, Or to be done, is doom'd by thy decree, That, if not executed first by thee, Shall on my person be perform'd by me.
Страница 507 - Nothing reserved or sullen was to see; But sweet regards, and pleasing sanctity: Mild was his accent, and his action free. With eloquence innate his tongue was arm'd; Though harsh the precept, yet the preacher charm'd. For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...