The Age of Fable, Or, Stories of Gods and HeroesSanborn, Carter and Bazin, 1855 - 485 страници The basic work on classical mythology. |
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... passing by one day heard him talking in this way to the air , and , foolishly believing that he was talking to some maiden , went and told the secret to Pro- cris , Cephalus's wife . Love is credulous . Procris , at the sudden shock ...
... passing by one day heard him talking in this way to the air , and , foolishly believing that he was talking to some maiden , went and told the secret to Pro- cris , Cephalus's wife . Love is credulous . Procris , at the sudden shock ...
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... for yourself . Night is passing out of the western gates and we can delay no longer . Take the reins ; but if at * See Proverbial Expressions , page 477 . last your heart fails you , and you will benefit STORIES OF GODS AND HEROES . 63.
... for yourself . Night is passing out of the western gates and we can delay no longer . Take the reins ; but if at * See Proverbial Expressions , page 477 . last your heart fails you , and you will benefit STORIES OF GODS AND HEROES . 63.
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... passed into them , and the river sands became changed into gold , as they remain to this day . Thenceforth Midas , hating wealth and splendor , dwelt in the country , and became a worshipper of Pan , the god of the fields . On a certain ...
... passed into them , and the river sands became changed into gold , as they remain to this day . Thenceforth Midas , hating wealth and splendor , dwelt in the country , and became a worshipper of Pan , the god of the fields . On a certain ...
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... passed our lives in love and concord , we wish that one and the same hour may take us both from life , that I may not live to see her grave , nor be laid in my own by her . " Their prayer was granted . They were the keep- ers of the ...
... passed our lives in love and concord , we wish that one and the same hour may take us both from life , that I may not live to see her grave , nor be laid in my own by her . " Their prayer was granted . They were the keep- ers of the ...
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... passed the goddess , who appeared in the guise of an old woman , she said to her , " Mother , " - and the name was sweet to the ears of Ceres , - " why do you sit here alone upon the rocks ? " The old man also stopped , though his load ...
... passed the goddess , who appeared in the guise of an old woman , she said to her , " Mother , " - and the name was sweet to the ears of Ceres , - " why do you sit here alone upon the rocks ? " The old man also stopped , though his load ...
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Achilles Æneas alludes ancient Apollo arms arrow Bacchus Baldur beauty became behold birds body Brahmans breath brother called cave Ceres chariot Chimæra Cyclopes daughter dead death deity Diana Dryope earth Eneas Eurystheus eyes fate father fell fire fled friends gave giant goddess gods golden Greeks hand head heard heaven Hector Hercules hero Hippomenes honor horse husband island Jove Juno Jupiter king land Loki looked maiden Medea Meleager Milton Minerva monster mother mountain Neptune night nymphs Odin oracle Ovid palace Patroclus Phaëton Pirithous poem poet Priam Psyche queen river rock sacred says Scylla seized sent serpent ship shore Sibyl sight sister stars stone stood story struck sword temple Thebes thee Theseus Thor thou threw told took tree Trojans Troy turned Turnus Ulysses Utgard-Loki Venus virgin waves wife wind wings wound youth
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Страница 85 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots...
Страница 398 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Страница 84 - Not that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower by gloomy Dis Was gathered, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world...
Страница 38 - The herded wolves, bold only to pursue; The obscene ravens, clamorous o'er the dead; The vultures to the conqueror's banner true Who feed where Desolation first has fed, And whose wings rain contagion...
Страница 479 - Talibus orabat dictis, arasque tenebat, Cum sic orsa loqui vates : ' Sate sanguine divom, 125 Tros Anchisiada, facilis descensus Averno ; Noctes atque dies patet atri janua Ditis ; Sed revocare gradum superasque evadere ad auras, Hoc opus, hie labor est.
Страница 52 - Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide; Towers and battlements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Страница 366 - Into the burning lake their baleful streams. Abhorred Styx, the flood of deadly hate : Sad Acheron, of sorrow, black and deep ; Cocytus, named of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream ; fierce Phlegethon, Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.
Страница 300 - Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore, Give me TO SEE, — and Ajax asks no more.
Страница 56 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Страница 145 - Pure as the expanse of heaven I thither went With unexperienced thought and laid me down On the green bank to look into the clear Smooth lake that to me seemed another sky. As I bent down to look just opposite A shape within the watery gleam appeared Bending to look on me. I started back It started back but pleased I soon returned Pleased it returned as soon with answering looks Of sympathy and love.