The Works of the English Poets: Dryden's virgilH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... said , and we with glad confent obey : Forfake the feat ; and , leaving few behind , We spread our fails before the willing wind .. Now from the fight of land our gallies move , With only feas around , and fkies above . When o'er our ...
... said , and we with glad confent obey : Forfake the feat ; and , leaving few behind , We spread our fails before the willing wind .. Now from the fight of land our gallies move , With only feas around , and fkies above . When o'er our ...
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... said , he bids us put to sea ; We loose from fhore our hausers and obey , And foon , with fwelling fails , pursue our watery way . Amidst our course Zacynthian woods appear ; And next by rocky Neritos we fteer : We We fly from Ithaca's ...
... said , he bids us put to sea ; We loose from fhore our hausers and obey , And foon , with fwelling fails , pursue our watery way . Amidst our course Zacynthian woods appear ; And next by rocky Neritos we fteer : We We fly from Ithaca's ...
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... said , Or if a ghoft , then where is Hector's fhade ? At this fhe caft a loud and frightful cry : With broken words I made this brief reply : All of me that remains appears in fight , I live ; if living be to loath the light . No ...
... said , Or if a ghoft , then where is Hector's fhade ? At this fhe caft a loud and frightful cry : With broken words I made this brief reply : All of me that remains appears in fight , I live ; if living be to loath the light . No ...
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... said , these monuments of love ; Which in my youth with happier hands I wove : Regard these trifles for the giver's fake ; ' Tis the laft prefent Hector's wife can make . Thou call'ft my loft Aftyanax to mind : In thee his features and ...
... said , these monuments of love ; Which in my youth with happier hands I wove : Regard these trifles for the giver's fake ; ' Tis the laft prefent Hector's wife can make . Thou call'ft my loft Aftyanax to mind : In thee his features and ...
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... said : the tears ran gufhing from her eyes , And stopp'd her speech . Her fifter thus replies : O dearer than the vital air I breathe , Will you to grief your blooming years bequeath ? Condemn'd to wafte in woes your lonely life ...
... said : the tears ran gufhing from her eyes , And stopp'd her speech . Her fifter thus replies : O dearer than the vital air I breathe , Will you to grief your blooming years bequeath ? Condemn'd to wafte in woes your lonely life ...
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Æneas Afcanius againſt altars Anchifes arms bear blood breaſt caft coaft command courfe courſe crown'd dart defcends Dido Euryalus eyes facred fafe faid fame fatal fate Faunus fear fecond fecure feek fent fhades fhall fhining fhips fhore fide fields fight fire firft firſt fix'd flain flaming fleep flew flood foes fome forc'd fought foul fpear ftands fuch fury fword ghoſt gods ground gueſt hafte hand head heaven Helenus himſelf Jove Juno king labour laft land laſt Latian Latium lefs limbs Mezentius mix'd Nifus night o'er oars paffage Pallas Phrygian plain prince promis'd purſue queen race rage reft reſt rifing rites Rutulian ſaid ſhade ſhakes ſhall ſhe ſhore ſhould ſkies ſky ſpear ſpoke ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtood thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou Thracian thrice Tiber trembling Trojan troops Troy Turnus Tyrian vows whofe Whoſe winds wood wound youth
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Страница 237 - Tagus. forc'd the way. And in the brainpan warmly buried lay. Fierce Volscens foams with rage, and, gazing round, Descried not him who gave the fatal wound, Nor knew to fix revenge: 'But thou,' he cries, 'Shalt pay for both,' and at the pris'ner flies With his drawn sword.
Страница 146 - Which thick with shades, and a brown horror, stood : Betwixt the trees the Tiber took his course, With whirlpools dimpled ; and, with downward force, That drove the sand along, he took his way, And roll'd his yellow billows to the sea. About him, and above, and round...
Страница 16 - For, gorg'd with flesh, and drunk with human wine While fast asleep the giant lay supine, Snoring aloud, and belching from his maw His indigested foam, and morsels raw; We pray; we cast the lots, and then surround...
Страница 38 - Th' offended lover and the pow'rful queen? This way, and that, he turns his anxious mind, And all expedients tries, and none can find. Fix'd on the deed, but doubtful of the means — After long thought, to this advice he leans: Three chiefs he calls, commands them to repair The fleet, and ship their men, with silent care.
Страница 112 - O'er whose unhappy waters, void of light, No bird presumes to steer his airy flight ; Such deadly stenches from the depth arise, And steaming sulphur, that infects the skies.
Страница 197 - Nor thy resistless arm the bull withstood, Nor he, the roaring terror of the wood. The triple porter of the Stygian seat, With lolling tongue, lay fawning at thy feet, And, seiz'd with fear, forgot his mangled meat.
Страница 137 - High as the Mother of the Gods in place, And proud, like her, of an immortal race. Then, when in pomp she makes the Phrygian round, With golden turrets on her temples crown'd; A hundred gods her sweeping train supply; Her offspring all, and all command the sky.
Страница 125 - Tis here, in different paths, the way divides; The right to Pluto's golden palace guides; The left to that unhappy region tends, Which to the depth of Tartarus descends ; The seat of night profound, and punish'd fiends.
Страница 168 - The churls assemble ; for the fiend who lay In the close woody covert, urg'd their way. One with a brand yet burning from the flame, Arm'd with a knotty club another came; Whate'er they catch or find, without their care, Their fury makes an instrument of war.
Страница 138 - Nysa's top descending on the plains, With curling vines around his purple reins. And doubt we yet through dangers to pursue The paths of honour, and a crown in view?