The Works of the English Poets: Dryden's VirgilH. Hughs, 1779 - English poetry |
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... blood : Man'd once again , another plant I try , That other gufh'd with the same sanguine dye . Then , fearing guilt ... blood : 60 The tears distil not from the wounded wood ; But every drop this living tree contains Is kindred ...
... blood : Man'd once again , another plant I try , That other gufh'd with the same sanguine dye . Then , fearing guilt ... blood : 60 The tears distil not from the wounded wood ; But every drop this living tree contains Is kindred ...
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... blood embrued , Again shoot upward , by my blood renew'd . My faltering tongue and shivering limbs declare My horror , and in bristles rose my hair . When Troy with Grecian arms was closely pent , 70 Old Priam , fearful of the war's ...
... blood embrued , Again shoot upward , by my blood renew'd . My faltering tongue and shivering limbs declare My horror , and in bristles rose my hair . When Troy with Grecian arms was closely pent , 70 Old Priam , fearful of the war's ...
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... blood we pour , And thrice invoke the foul of Polydore . Now when the raging storms no longer reign ; But fouthern gales invite us to the main ; We launch our vessels , with a profperous wind ; And leave the cities and the shores behind ...
... blood we pour , And thrice invoke the foul of Polydore . Now when the raging storms no longer reign ; But fouthern gales invite us to the main ; We launch our vessels , with a profperous wind ; And leave the cities and the shores behind ...
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... food : And for his wine he quaffs the streaming blood . These eyes beheld , when with his fpacious hand He seiz'd two captives of our Grecian band ; 4 Stretch'd Stretch'd on his back , he dash'd against the stones ÆNEIS . Book ІІІ . 29.
... food : And for his wine he quaffs the streaming blood . These eyes beheld , when with his fpacious hand He seiz'd two captives of our Grecian band ; 4 Stretch'd Stretch'd on his back , he dash'd against the stones ÆNEIS . Book ІІІ . 29.
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... blood the purple pavement swims , While the dire glutton grinds the trembling limbs . Not unreveng'd , Ulyffes bore their fate Nor thoughtless of his own unhappy state ; 825 For , gorg'd with flesh , and drunk with human wine , 830 ...
... blood the purple pavement swims , While the dire glutton grinds the trembling limbs . Not unreveng'd , Ulyffes bore their fate Nor thoughtless of his own unhappy state ; 825 For , gorg'd with flesh , and drunk with human wine , 830 ...
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Page 247 - Tagus. forc'd the way. And in the brainpan warmly buried lay. Fierce Volscens foams with rage, and, gazing round, Descried not him who gave the fatal wound, Nor knew to fix revenge: 'But thou,' he cries, 'Shalt pay for both,' and at the pris'ner flies With his drawn sword.
Page 148 - Nysa's top descending on the plains, With curling vines around his purple reins. And doubt we yet through dangers to pursue The paths of honour, and a crown in view?
Page 106 - Thus having arm'd with hopes her anxious mind, His finny team Saturnian Neptune join'd, Then adds the foamy bridle to their jaws, And to the loosen'd reins permits the laws.
Page 212 - On their eternal anvils here he found The brethren beating, and the blows go round; A load of pointless thunder now there lies Before their hands, to ripen for the skies: These darts, for angry Jove, they daily cast — Consumed on mortals with prodigious waste.
Page 122 - O'er whose unhappy waters, void of light, No bird presumes to steer his airy flight ; Such deadly stenches from the depth arise, And steaming sulphur, that infects the skies.
Page 156 - The Trojan, from the main, beheld a wood, Which thick with shades, and a brown horror, stood : Betwixt the trees the Tiber took his course, With whirlpools dimpled ; and, with downward force, That drove the sand along, he took his way, And roll'd his yellow billows to the sea. About him, and above, and round the wood, The birds that haunt the borders of his flood, That bath'd within, or bask'd upon his side, To tuneful songs their narrow throats apply'd. The captain gives command : the joyful train...
Page 60 - Twas dead of night, when weary bodies close Their eyes in balmy sleep, and soft repose: The winds no longer whisper through the woods, Nor murm'ring tides disturb the gentle floods.
Page 255 - In glitt'ring armor and a purple vest, (Fair was his face, his eyes inspiring love,) Bred by his father in the Martian grove, Where the fat altars of Palicus flame, And sent in arms to purchase early fame.
Page 215 - O ye gods, replace On his own head, and on his impious race! The living and the dead at his command Were coupled, face to face, and hand to hand, Till, chok'd with stench, in loath'd embraces tied, The ling'ring wretches pin'd away and died.
Page 297 - And give him to his aged father's sight. Now let him perish, since you hold it good, And glut the Trojans with his pious blood. Yet from our lineage he derives his name, And, in the fourth degree, from god Pilumnus came; Yet he devoutly pays you rites divine, And offers daily incense at your shrine.