New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British poets and poetical translators, by R.A. Davenport, Том 6 |
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... spoke- Me dost thou bid to shun the coming fight ? Me wouldst thou move to base inglorious flight ? Know , ' tis not honest in my soul to fear , Nor was Tydides born to tremble here . I hate the cumbrous chariot's slow advance , And the ...
... spoke- Me dost thou bid to shun the coming fight ? Me wouldst thou move to base inglorious flight ? Know , ' tis not honest in my soul to fear , Nor was Tydides born to tremble here . I hate the cumbrous chariot's slow advance , And the ...
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... spoke , the foe came furious on , And stern Lycaon's warlike race begun : [ sail'd , ' Prince , thou art met . Though late in vain as- The spear may enter where the arrow fail'd . ' He said , then shook the ponderous lance , and flung ...
... spoke , the foe came furious on , And stern Lycaon's warlike race begun : [ sail'd , ' Prince , thou art met . Though late in vain as- The spear may enter where the arrow fail'd . ' He said , then shook the ponderous lance , and flung ...
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... spoke ; Minerva burns to meet the war : And now heaven's empress calls her blazing car . At her command rush forth ... spokes in radiant order flame ; The circles gold , of uncorrupted frame , Such as the heavens produce : and round the ...
... spoke ; Minerva burns to meet the war : And now heaven's empress calls her blazing car . At her command rush forth ... spokes in radiant order flame ; The circles gold , of uncorrupted frame , Such as the heavens produce : and round the ...
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... spoke ; Her bosom labour'd with a boding sigh , And the big tear stood trembling in her eye . ' Too daring prince ! ah , whither dost thou run ? Ah , too forgetful of thy wife and son ! And think'st thou not how wretched we shall be ...
... spoke ; Her bosom labour'd with a boding sigh , And the big tear stood trembling in her eye . ' Too daring prince ! ah , whither dost thou run ? Ah , too forgetful of thy wife and son ! And think'st thou not how wretched we shall be ...
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... spoke , the ' illustrious chief of Troy Stretch'd his fond arms to clasp the lovely boy . The babe clung crying to his nurse's breast , Scared at the dazzling helm and nodding crest . With secret pleasure each fond parent smiled , And ...
... spoke , the ' illustrious chief of Troy Stretch'd his fond arms to clasp the lovely boy . The babe clung crying to his nurse's breast , Scared at the dazzling helm and nodding crest . With secret pleasure each fond parent smiled , And ...
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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!