New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British poets and poetical translators, by R.A. Davenport, Том 6 |
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... once upon a bed .......... T. Moore . Fly not because revolving time . Sad Niobe , in cold despair ...... Elton . 70 71 M. 72 .M . 72 Bless'd as the immortal Gods ... A . Philips . 73 Hymn to Venus ........ ... A . Philips . 74 The ...
... once upon a bed .......... T. Moore . Fly not because revolving time . Sad Niobe , in cold despair ...... Elton . 70 71 M. 72 .M . 72 Bless'd as the immortal Gods ... A . Philips . 73 Hymn to Venus ........ ... A . Philips . 74 The ...
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... deplore ; These shafts , once fatal , carry death no more . Tydeus ' and Atreus ' sons their points have found , And undissembled gore pursued the wound . In vain they bled : this unavailing bow Serves , 2 P. XI . ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
... deplore ; These shafts , once fatal , carry death no more . Tydeus ' and Atreus ' sons their points have found , And undissembled gore pursued the wound . In vain they bled : this unavailing bow Serves , 2 P. XI . ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
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... seat proceed , And seize the coursers of etherial breed ; The race of those , which once the thundering god For ravish'd Ganymede on Tros bestow'd , The best that e'er on earth's broad surface run , 4 P. XI . ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
... seat proceed , And seize the coursers of etherial breed ; The race of those , which once the thundering god For ravish'd Ganymede on Tros bestow'd , The best that e'er on earth's broad surface run , 4 P. XI . ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
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... Once more will perish , if my Hector fall . Thy wife , thy infant , in thy danger share : O , prove a husband's and a father's care ! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy , Where yon wild fig - trees join the wall of Troy : Thou ...
... Once more will perish , if my Hector fall . Thy wife , thy infant , in thy danger share : O , prove a husband's and a father's care ! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy , Where yon wild fig - trees join the wall of Troy : Thou ...
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... once , I trust not kings again . Ye have my answer , what remains to do , Your king , Ulysses , may consult with you . What needs he the defence this arm can make ? Has he not walls no human force can shake ? Has he not fenced his ...
... once , I trust not kings again . Ye have my answer , what remains to do , Your king , Ulysses , may consult with you . What needs he the defence this arm can make ? Has he not walls no human force can shake ? Has he not fenced his ...
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Admetus Æneas Armida arms AUSONIUS beam beauteous behold bend beneath bird bless'd bliss bloom blushing bosom breast breath bright brow charms Cocytus coursers cried crown'd dark dart dear death deep delight doom'd dread e'en earth eyes FABLIAU fade fair falchion fate fear fire fix'd flame flowers fond gaze glow gods gold golden grace hand hast hear heart heaven hour Jove LATIN Lausus light limbs lips maid MELEAGER Mezentius mighty mourn ne'er night nymph o'er once pain pale pass'd PAUL THE SILENTIARY Phlegethon plain press'd pride rage repose rest Rhadamanthus Rodomont roll'd rose round seem'd shade shining shore sighs silvan Simoïs sire SIRMIO skies sleep smile soft song soothe soul spread spring steeds stream sweet Tartarus tears tempest thee thine thou toil trembling Twas vermil voice waves wild wildgrave winds wound wretched youth
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Страница 12 - My soul impels me to the embattled plains! Let me be foremost to defend the throne, And guard my father's glories, and my own. "Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates! (How my heart trembles while my tongue relates!) The day when thou, imperial Troy! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end.
Страница 40 - Jove fix'd it certain, that whatever day Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.
Страница 39 - He knew his lord : — he knew, and strove to meet (In vain he strove), to crawl, and kiss his feet; Yet (all he could) his tail, his ears, his eyes, Salute his master, and confess his joys.
Страница 75 - Celestial visitant, once more Thy needful presence I implore ! In pity come, and ease my grief, Bring my distemper'd soul relief, Favour thy suppliant's hidden fires, And give me all my heart desires.
Страница 13 - O thou ! whose glory fills th' ethereal throne, And all ye deathless powers! protect my son! Grant him, like me, to purchase just renown, To guard the Trojans, to defend the crown, Against his country's foes the war to wage, And rise the Hector of the future age ! So when triumphant from successful toils Of heroes slain he bears the reeking spoils, Whole hosts may hail him with deserved acclaim, And say, ' This chief transcends his father's fame :' While pleased, amidst the general shouts of Troy,...
Страница 13 - Embitters all thy woes, by naming me. The thoughts of glory past, and present shame, A thousand griefs shall waken at the name ! May I lie cold before that dreadful day, Press'd with a load of monumental clay ! Thy Hector, wrapt in everlasting sleep, Shall neither hear thee sigh, nor see thee weep.
Страница 12 - Yet while my Hector still survives, I see My father, mother, brethren, all, in thee: Alas! my parents, brothers, kindred, all Once more will perish, if my Hector fall, Thy wife, thy infant, in thy danger share: Oh, prove a husband's and a father's care! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy, Where yon...
Страница 73 - Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.
Страница 36 - Four acres was th' allotted space of ground, Fenc'd with a green enclosure all around. Tall thriving trees confess'd the fruitful mold; The red'ning apple ripens here to gold, Here the blue fig with luscious juice o'erflows, With deeper red the full pomegranate glows, The branch here bends beneath the weighty pear, And verdant olives flourish round the year. The balmy spirit of the western gale Eternal breathes on fruits untaught to fail: Each dropping pear a following pear...
Страница 27 - tis certain; man, though dead, retains Part of himself; the immortal mind remains: The form subsists without the body's aid, Aerial semblance, and an empty shade!