The Works of Virgil, 第 1 巻William Borradaile., 1825 |
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... pow'r Preserv'd your fortune in that fatal hour ? TITYRUS . Fool that I was , I thought imperial Rome Like Mantua , where on market days we come , And thither drive our tender lambs from home . So kids and whelps their sires and dams ...
... pow'r Preserv'd your fortune in that fatal hour ? TITYRUS . Fool that I was , I thought imperial Rome Like Mantua , where on market days we come , And thither drive our tender lambs from home . So kids and whelps their sires and dams ...
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... pow'r divine ; Thy statue then of Parian stone shall stand ; Thy legs in buskins with a purple band . THYRSIS . This bowl of milk , these cakes , ( our country fare ) For thee , Priapus , yearly we prepare , Because a little garden is ...
... pow'r divine ; Thy statue then of Parian stone shall stand ; Thy legs in buskins with a purple band . THYRSIS . This bowl of milk , these cakes , ( our country fare ) For thee , Priapus , yearly we prepare , Because a little garden is ...
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... pow'r , my ling'ring charms ; And force my Daphnis to my longing arms . " See , while my last endeavours I delay , The waking ashes rise , and round our altars play ! Run to the threshold , Ainaryllis - hark ! Our Hylax opens , and ...
... pow'r , my ling'ring charms ; And force my Daphnis to my longing arms . " See , while my last endeavours I delay , The waking ashes rise , and round our altars play ! Run to the threshold , Ainaryllis - hark ! Our Hylax opens , and ...
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... pow'r obey ; And Neptune shall resign the fasces of the sea . The wat'ry virgins for thy bed shall strive , And Tethys all her waves in dowry give . Or wilt thou bless our summers with thy rays , And , seated near the Balance , poise ...
... pow'r obey ; And Neptune shall resign the fasces of the sea . The wat'ry virgins for thy bed shall strive , And Tethys all her waves in dowry give . Or wilt thou bless our summers with thy rays , And , seated near the Balance , poise ...
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... pow'r divine , And milk and honey mix with sparkling wine : Let all the choir of clowns attend the show , In long procession , shouting as they go ; Invoking her to bless their yearly stores , Invoking plenty to their crowded floors ...
... pow'r divine , And milk and honey mix with sparkling wine : Let all the choir of clowns attend the show , In long procession , shouting as they go ; Invoking her to bless their yearly stores , Invoking plenty to their crowded floors ...
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abode Æneid altars Amyntas Anchises arms Ascanius bear behold beneath blood breast Cæsar Calchas Carthage Ceres clouds command Corydon coursers Creusa cries crown'd Daphnis death descends design'd Dido dire E'en earth ev'ry eyes fatal fate fear fields fire fix'd flame flocks flood flow'rs foes friends fruitful GEORGIC goddess gods golden Grecian ground hands haste heav'n Helenus hollow honour Jove lab'ring labour land Latian leaves length Libyan light limbs lofty LYCIDAS Mantua MENALCAS mighty mind MOPSUS mournful Muse night numbers nymphs o'er pain Phoebus plain plough pow'r pray'rs Priam promis'd purple Pyrrhus queen race rage rais'd reign rising rocks sacred sails scarce Scythian seas secret sev'ral shade sheep shepherd shore sight Simoïs sing sire skies soil song soul stood streams swain sweet tender thee thou Thracian thrice toils tow'rs trees trembling Trojan Troy Tyrian unhappy vines Virgil vows wand'ring wat'ry winds wine woods wretched youth
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254 ページ - The sheep, and all th' atoning off'rings, bring ; Sprinkling her body from the crystal spring With living drops ; then let her come ; and thou With sacred fillets bind thy hoary brow. Thus will I pay my vows to Stygian Jove, And end the cares of my disastrous love ; Then cast the Trojan image on the fire ; And, as that burns, my passion shall expire.
190 ページ - So shines, renew'd in youth, the crested snake, Who slept the winter in a thorny brake, And, casting off his slough when spring returns, Now looks aloft, and with new glory burns...
15 ページ - Pan taught to join with wax unequal reeds ; Pan loves the shepherds, and their flocks he feeds. Nor scorn the pipe: Amyntas. to be taught. With all his kisses would my skill have bought. Of seven smooth joints, a mellow pipe I have, 45 Which, with his dying breath, Damretas gave, And said, " this, Corydon, I leave to thee ; For only thou deserv'st it after me.
253 ページ - Oppress'd with numbers in th' unequal field, His men discourag'd, and himself expell'd, Let him for succour sue from place to place, Torn from his subjects, and his son's embrace. First let him see his friends in battle slain, And their untimely fate lament in vain: And when, at length, the cruel war shall cease, On hard conditions may he buy his peace: Nor let him then enjoy supreme command; But fall, untimely, by some hostile hand, And lie unbury'd on the barren sand!
92 ページ - Happy the man, who, studying nature's laws, Through known effects can trace the secret cause — His mind possessing in a quiet state, Fearless of Fortune, and resigned to Fate!
196 ページ - She said, and swiftly vanish'd from my sight, Obscure in clouds and gloomy shades of night. I look'd, I listen'd; dreadful sounds I hear; And the dire forms of hostile gods appear. Troy sunk in flames I saw (nor could prevent), And Ilium from its old foundations rent; Rent like a mountain ash, which dar'd the winds, And stood the sturdy strokes of lab'ring hinds.
143 ページ - His banish'd gods restor'd to rites divine, And settled sure succession in his line, From whence the race of Alban fathers come And the long glories of majestic Rome.
146 ページ - Yours is my sovereign's grace; and, as your guest, I sit with gods at their celestial feast; Raise tempests at your pleasure, or subdue; Dispose of empire, which I hold from you.
139 ページ - Fierce tigers couch'd around, and loll'd their fawning tongues. " So, close in poplar shades, her children gone, The mother nightingale laments alone, Whose nest some prying churl had found, and thence By stealth convey'd th
165 ページ - The Trojan chief appear'd in open sight, August in visage, and serenely bright. His mother goddess, with her hands divine, Had form'd his curling locks, and made his temples shine, And giv'n his rolling eyes a sparkling grace, And breath'da youthful vigour on his face; Like polish'd iv'ry, beauteous to behold, Or Parian marble, when enchas'd in gold.