The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, 第 24 巻1807 |
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... Anchises ' bones contains , ' And where a prince of Trojan lineage reigns ! ' 41 The course resolv'd , before the western wind They scud amain , and make the port assign'd . Meantime Acestes , from a lofty stand , Beheld the fleet ...
... Anchises ' bones contains , ' And where a prince of Trojan lineage reigns ! ' 41 The course resolv'd , before the western wind They scud amain , and make the port assign'd . Meantime Acestes , from a lofty stand , Beheld the fleet ...
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... Anchises , and his blest remains , Let us with joy perform his honors due , " Andpray for prosp'rous winds , our voyage to renew . Pray , that in towns and temples of our own , 75 ' The name of great Anchises may be known , And yearly ...
... Anchises , and his blest remains , Let us with joy perform his honors due , " Andpray for prosp'rous winds , our voyage to renew . Pray , that in towns and temples of our own , 75 ' The name of great Anchises may be known , And yearly ...
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... Anchises ' tomb ; which when he found , He pour'd to Bacchus , on the hallow'd ground , Two bowls of sparkling wine , of milk two more , And two , from offer'd bulls , of purple gore . With roses then the sepulchre he strow'd , And thus ...
... Anchises ' tomb ; which when he found , He pour'd to Bacchus , on the hallow'd ground , Two bowls of sparkling wine , of milk two more , And two , from offer'd bulls , of purple gore . With roses then the sepulchre he strow'd , And thus ...
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... Anchises ' tomb ; Some add more oxen ; some divide the spoil ; 135 Some place the chargers on the grassy soil ; Some blow the fires , and offer'd entrails broil , Now came the day desir'd : the skies were bright With rosy lustre of the ...
... Anchises ' tomb ; Some add more oxen ; some divide the spoil ; 135 Some place the chargers on the grassy soil ; Some blow the fires , and offer'd entrails broil , Now came the day desir'd : the skies were bright With rosy lustre of the ...
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... matrons on the sands alone , With sighs and tears Anchises ' death bemoan : Then , turning to the sca their weeping eyes , Their pity to themselves , renews their cries , 790 795 800 Alas ! said one , ' what oceans yet 32 DRYDEN'S VIRGIL .
... matrons on the sands alone , With sighs and tears Anchises ' death bemoan : Then , turning to the sca their weeping eyes , Their pity to themselves , renews their cries , 790 795 800 Alas ! said one , ' what oceans yet 32 DRYDEN'S VIRGIL .
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Æneas afar altars Anchises Arcadian arms Ascanius Ausonian bear behold blood bore breast call'd chariot chief Chimæra clouds command coursers crowd crown'd dare dart death descends Eneas Eryx Euryalus Ev'n eyes fame fatal fate father Faunus fear field fierce fight fir'd fire fix'd flames flies flood foes forc'd force friends fun'ral fury goddess gods ground hand haste head heav'n hero holy honor horse Jove Juturna king lance land Latian Latium Lausus Messapus Mezentius mighty mix'd Mnestheus night Nisus o'er Pallas peace Phrygian pierc'd pious plain pointed lance pow'r pray'r press'd prince promis'd proud purple race rage rais'd rest rites roll'd Rutulians sacred seiz'd Sergestus shade shield shining shore side sight sire skies slain soul sound spear stand steeds stood Stygian sword Tarchon thee thou Thracian thro throne Tiber tow'rs town trembling Trojan troops Troy Turnus Tuscan unhappy Volscians walls winds wood wound youth
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52 ページ - The gates of hell are open night and day ; Smooth the descent, and easy is the way : But, to return, and view the cheerful skies — In this the task and mighty labour lies.
118 ページ - Janus doubly waits. Then, when the sacred senate votes the wars, The Roman consul their decree declares, And in his robes the sounding gates unbars. The youth in military shouts arise, And the loud trumpets break the yielding skies.
149 ページ - The shield of Pallas, and renew their gold. Full on the crest the Gorgon's head they place, With eyes that roll in death, and with distorted face. "My sons," said Vulcan, "set your tasks aside ; Your strength and master-skill must now be tried.
9 ページ - Scarce had the down to shade his cheeks begun. One was their care, and their delight was one. One common hazard in the war they shar'd ; And now were both by choice upon the guard.
58 ページ - Just in the gate and in the jaws of hell, Revengeful Cares and sullen Sorrows dwell ; And pale Diseases, and repining Age ; Want, Fear, and Famine's unresisted rage : Here Toils, and Death, and Death's half-brother, Sleep, (Forms terrible to view,) their sentry keep : With anxious Pleasures of a guilty mind, Deep Frauds before, and open Force behind ; The Furies...
147 ページ - Whatever melting metals can conspire, Or breathing bellows, or the forming fire, Is freely yours : your anxious fears remove, And think no task is difficult to love.
152 ページ - Aw'd with these words, in camps they still abide, And wait with longing looks their promis'd guide. Tarchon, the Tuscan chief, to me has sent Their crown, and ev'ry regal ornament: The people join their own with his desire; And all my conduct, as their king, require. But the chill blood that creeps within my veins, And age, and listless limbs unfit for pains, And a soul conscious of its own decay, 670 Have forc'd me to refuse imperial sway.
149 ページ - Arms for a hero forge — arms that require Your force, your speed, and all your forming fire.' He said. They set their former work aside, "And their new toils with eager haste divide. A flood of molten silver, brass, and gold...
74 ページ - Then, as a hungry lion, who beholds A gamesome goat who frisks about the folds, Or beamy stag that grazes on the plain — He runs, he roars, he shakes his rising mane; • He grins, and opens wide his greedy jaws : The prey lies panting underneath his paws : He fills his famish'd maw ; his mouth runs o'er With unchew'd morsels, while he churns the gore...
52 ページ - So pray'd the Trojan prince, and, while he pray'd, His hand upon. the holy altar laid. Then thus replied the prophetess divine : "O goddess-born of great Anchises' line, The gates of hell are open night and day; Smooth the descent, and easy is the way: But to return, and view the cheerful skies, In this the task and mighty labor lies.