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Æneas appears arms battle bear blood blow body bold bore born breast calls camp chief clouds command course crowd dare darts dead death earth equal ev'ry eyes face fall fame fatal fate father fear fell field fierce fight fires flames flies flood foes force fortune friends give goddess gods ground hand haste head heav'n hero honour hopes horse Italy king lance land Latian leave length less Line live mind mother night o'er once Pallas passage peace plain pow'r prince proud rage rest rolling sent shades share shield shining shore side sight sire slain soul sound spear stand stood sword tears thee thou thought threw town train trembling Trojan troops turns Turnus Tuscan vain Virgil walls weapon winds wood wound young youth
7 ページ - Prefix'd by fate's irrevocable doom, When the great Mother of the Gods was free To save her ships, and finish Jove's decree. First, from the quarter of the morn, there sprung...
102 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...
220 ページ - Cast round her eyes, distracted with her fear : — No troops of Turnus in the field appear. Once more she stares abroad, but still in vain, And then concludes the royal youth is slain. Mad with her anguish, impotent to bear 875 The mighty grief, she loaths the vital air.
42 ページ - From this beginning date the Julian line. To thee, to them, and their victorious heirs, The conquer'd war is due, and the vast world is theirs. Troy is too narrow for thy name.
26 ページ - Of tramping coursers, and the riders' voice. The sound approach'd; and suddenly he view'd The foes inclosing, and his friend pursued, Forelaid and taken, while he strove in vain The shelter of the friendly shades to gain. What should he next attempt? what arms employ, What fruitless force, to free the captive boy?
14 ページ - This thy request is cruel and unjust. But if some chance- as many chances are, And doubtful hazards, in the deeds of war — If one should reach my head, there let it fall, And spare thy life; I would not perish all.
28 ページ - Gush'd out a purple stream, and stain'd the ground. His snowy neck reclines upon his breast, Like a fair flow'r by the keen share oppress'd; Like a white poppy sinking on the plain, Whose heavy head is overcharg'd with rain. Despair, and rage, and vengeance justly vow'd, Drove Nisus headlong on the hostile crowd.
173 ページ - Dying, her open'd hand forsakes the rein; Short, and more short, she pants; by slow degrees Her mind the passage from her body frees. She drops her sword; she nods her plumy crest, Her drooping head declining on her breast : In the last sigh her struggling soul expires, , And, murm'ring with disdain, to Stygian sounds retires.