Virgil: Eclogues. Georgics. Aeneid I-VIHarper & Brothers, 1834 - Agriculture |
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... sweet boy ! be dark , and this all snowy white . 20 -Still am I scorn'd ; nor dost thou ask , or know , What milk my pails , my folds what flocks o'erflow . A thousand gimmers roam across my hills ; And summer's , winter's milk my dairy ...
... sweet boy ! be dark , and this all snowy white . 20 -Still am I scorn'd ; nor dost thou ask , or know , What milk my pails , my folds what flocks o'erflow . A thousand gimmers roam across my hills ; And summer's , winter's milk my dairy ...
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... sweet , " Was it with wax e'er fasten'd ? In the street Did you not , blockhead , to the rabble train -30 Through grating straws squeak out your wretched strain ? 9 The sacella were commonly smaller edifices , dedicated to the deities ...
... sweet , " Was it with wax e'er fasten'd ? In the street Did you not , blockhead , to the rabble train -30 Through grating straws squeak out your wretched strain ? 9 The sacella were commonly smaller edifices , dedicated to the deities ...
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... sweet control , Or feel his shaft deep rankling in the soul . ] -Close , boys , the streams : enough has flow'd to feed The swelling green , and saturate the mead . ECLOGUE IV . - POLLIO . ARGUMENT . THAT this celebrated Eclogue was a ...
... sweet control , Or feel his shaft deep rankling in the soul . ] -Close , boys , the streams : enough has flow'd to feed The swelling green , and saturate the mead . ECLOGUE IV . - POLLIO . ARGUMENT . THAT this celebrated Eclogue was a ...
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... Sweet to the ear , blest bard , thy tuneful reed , 55 As sleep to wearied shepherds on the mead : As to the traveller , parch'd with noontide heat , The crystal rill soft purling at his feet . Nor with your reed alone your master's fame ...
... Sweet to the ear , blest bard , thy tuneful reed , 55 As sleep to wearied shepherds on the mead : As to the traveller , parch'd with noontide heat , The crystal rill soft purling at his feet . Nor with your reed alone your master's fame ...
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... sweet , Has Stimicon delighted to repeat . 65 Men . " Surprised , bright Daphnis hails the untried world , And views the clouds and stars beneath him whirl'd . Hence Rapture , bounding ' mid the groves and plains , O'er Pan , the ...
... sweet , Has Stimicon delighted to repeat . 65 Men . " Surprised , bright Daphnis hails the untried world , And views the clouds and stars beneath him whirl'd . Hence Rapture , bounding ' mid the groves and plains , O'er Pan , the ...
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Page 143 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded " ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lap'd like Thessalian bulls; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.
Page 133 - He paweth in the valley and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; Neither turneth he back from the sword. The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield. He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: Neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet. He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; And he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
Page 56 - As when a gryphon through the wilderness With winged course, o'er hill or moory dale, Pursues the Arimaspian, who by stealth Had from his wakeful custody purloined The guarded gold...
Page 271 - Then with their sharpen'd fangs their limbs and bodies grind. The wretched father, running to their aid With pious haste, but vain, they next invade ; Twice round his waist their winding volumes roll'd ; And twice about his gasping throat they fold. The priest thus doubly choked — their crests divide, And towering o'er his head in triumph ride.
Page 13 - Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope ; cecini Pascua, Rura, Duces.
Page 208 - Turnus, which concludes the action, there need not be supposed above ten months of intermediate time; for arriving at Carthage in the latter end of summer, staying there the winter following, departing thence in the very beginning of the spring, making a short abode in Sicily the second time, landing in Italy, and making the war, may be reasonably judged the business but of ten months.
Page 223 - I have endeavoured to make Virgil speak such English as he would himself have spoken, if he had been born in England, and in this present age.
Page 263 - All were attentive to the godlike man, When from his lofty couch he thus began: 'Great queen, what you command me to relate, Renews the sad remembrance of our fate...
Page 271 - His holy fillets the blue venom blots; His roaring fills the flitting air around. Thus, when an ox receives a glancing wound, He breaks his bands, the fatal altar flies, And with loud bellowings breaks the yielding skies. Their tasks...
Page 263 - At last, having been before advised by Hector's ghost, and now by the appearance of his mother Venus, he is prevailed upon to leave the town, and settle his household gods in another country. In order to this, he carries off his father on his shoulders, and leads his little son by the hand, his wife following him behind. When he comes to the place appointed for the general rendezvous, he finds a great confluence of people, but misses his wife, whose ghost afterwards appears to him, and tells him...