The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, 第 4 巻

D. A. Talboys, 1830


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95 ページ - Within a long recess there lies a bay : An island shades it from the rolling sea, And forms a port secure for ships to ride : Broke by the jutting land on either side, In double streams the briny waters glide...
122 ページ - Sirens' cliffs, a shelfy coast, Long infamous for ships and sailors lost, And white with bones. Th' impetuous ocean roars, And rocks rebellow from the sounding shores.
38 ページ - Antenor potuit mediis elapsus Achivis Illyricos penetrare sinus atque intima tutus regna Liburnorum et fontem superare Timavi, unde per ora novem vasto cum murmure montis 245 it mare proruptum et pelago premit arva sonanti. Hie tamen ille urbem Patavi sedesque locavit Teucrorum...
75 ページ - It was indeed the most proper place in the world for a fury to make her exit, after she had filled a nation with distractions and alarms; and I believe every reader's imagination is pleased when he sees the angry goddess thus sinking, as it were, in a tempest, and plunging herself into hell, amidst such a scene of horror and confusion.
33 ページ - ... among billows, thrown up and down by tempests, deaf to hearing, dumb to speech, and terrible to behold: notwithstanding, I say, these natural disadvantages, the Divine Greatness shows itself in you after a very wonderful manner. In you are seen the mighty mysteries of an infinite goodness. The holy scripture has always made use of you, as the types and shadows of some profound sacrament.
130 ページ - And thou, 0 matron, of immortal fame, Here dying, to the shore hast left thy name: Cajeta still the place is call'd from thee, The nurse of great ./Eneas
135 ページ - And rolled his yellow billows to the sea. About him, and above, and round the wood, The birds that haunt the borders of his flood, That bathed within, or basked upon his side, To tuneful songs their narrow throats applied.
132 ページ - From land a gentle breeze arose by night ; Serenely shone the stars ; the moon was bright ; And the sea trembled with her silver light. Now near the shelves of Circe's shores they run, (Circe the rich, the daughter of the sun) A dang'rous coast ! — the goddess wastes her days In joyous songs ; the rocks resound her lays.
63 ページ - The best of their churches is dedicated to the saint, and holds his ashes. His statue stands over the high altar, with the figure of a mountain in its hands, crowned with three castles, which is likewise the arms of the commonwealth. They attribute to his protection the long duration of their state, and look on him as the greatest saint next the Blessed Virgin. I saw in their statute-book a law against such as speak disrespectfully of him, who are to be punished in the same manner as those who are...