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Achilles Ajax arms bear behold bless'd blood breast Caeneus call'd Caunus Ceres Ceyx chang'd charms Cinyras cried crime dart daughter death drew earth Ev'n eyes face fair fame fatal fate father fear fierce fire fix'd flame fled flew flies flood fury Galanthis goddess gods grief ground hack hair hand harharous head heart heaven hillows Hippomenes hirds hirth honour impious Iphis join'd Jove king Latian light limbs lov'd maid mind Mopsus mortal mourn Myrrha Naiads Nereids night nymph o'er once Ovid pass'd Peleus Pentheus Perseus Phineus Phoebus pious plain pleas'd possess'd pow'r pray'r press'd Priam purple pursued queen race rage rais'd rise sacred Scylla seas seem'd shade shore sight sire skies slain soft soul spoke stood streams strove swift tears Tereus thee Theseus thou Thracian trembling Trojan Troy turn'd Twas Vertumnus view'd virgin waves winds wings wound wretched youth
56 ページ - The mountain nymphs and Themis they adore, And from her oracles relief implore. The most upright of mortal men was he; The most sincere and holy woman, she. When Jupiter, surveying Earth from high, Beheld it in a lake of water lie...
88 ページ - The breathless Phaeton, with flaming hair, Shot from the chariot like a falling star, That in a summer's evening from the top Of heaven drops down, or seems at least to drop; Till on the Po his blasted corpse was hurl'd, Far from his country, in the western world.
69 ページ - Tracbin court, The wreck of wretched Ceyx to report : Before his queen bid the pale spectre stand, Who begs a vain relief at Juno's hand.
124 ページ - It happen'd once, within a shady wood, Two twisted snakes he in conjunction view'd ; When with his staff their slimy folds he broke. And lost his manhood at the fatal stroke. But, after seven revolving years he view'd The self-same serpents in the self-same wood ;
96 ページ - The shaggy bear, though now herself was one ! How from the sight of rugged wolves retire, Although the grim Lycaon was her sire ! But now her son had fifteen summers told, Fierce at the chase, and in the forest bold ; When, as he beat the woods in quest of prey, He...
64 ページ - Mine is the invention of the charming lyre ; Sweet notes, and heavenly numbers, I inspire. Sure is my bow, unerring is my dart ; But ah ! more deadly his, who pierced my heart.
73 ページ - I see the right, and I approve it too ; Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue.
46 ページ - The golden age was" first ; when man, yet new, No rule but uncorrupted reason knew ; And, with a native bent, did good pursue.
83 ページ - Had turn'd it to the bird that bears his name. A truce succeeds the labours of this day, And arms suspended with a long delay. While Trojan walls are kept with watch and ward; The Greeks before their trenches mount the guard ; The feast...