The Works of the Greek and Roman Poets, Volume 3Suttaby, Evance, and Fox, 1813 - Greek literature |
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... bless'd , And in his cave the yielding nymph compress'd . For this , the god constrains the Greek to roam , A hopeless exile from his native home , From death alone exempt — but cease to mourn ; Let all combine to ' achieve his wish'd ...
... bless'd , And in his cave the yielding nymph compress'd . For this , the god constrains the Greek to roam , A hopeless exile from his native home , From death alone exempt — but cease to mourn ; Let all combine to ' achieve his wish'd ...
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... bless'd With humble affluence , and domestic rest ! Happier than I , to future empire born , But doon''d a father's wretched fate to mourn ! ' To whom , with aspect mild , the guest divine : " O true descendant of a sceptred line ! The ...
... bless'd With humble affluence , and domestic rest ! Happier than I , to future empire born , But doon''d a father's wretched fate to mourn ! ' To whom , with aspect mild , the guest divine : " O true descendant of a sceptred line ! The ...
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... d With great revenge , immortal praise acquir'd ? His virgin sword , Egysthus ' veins imbrued ; The murderer fell , and blood aton'd for blood . O greatly bless'd with every blooming grace ! With equal 50 Book 1 . THE ODYSSEY .
... d With great revenge , immortal praise acquir'd ? His virgin sword , Egysthus ' veins imbrued ; The murderer fell , and blood aton'd for blood . O greatly bless'd with every blooming grace ! With equal 50 Book 1 . THE ODYSSEY .
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O greatly bless'd with every blooming grace ! With equal steps the paths of glory trace ; Join to that royal youth's your rival name , And shine eternal in the sphere of fame.- But my associates now my stay deplore , Impatient on the ...
O greatly bless'd with every blooming grace ! With equal steps the paths of glory trace ; Join to that royal youth's your rival name , And shine eternal in the sphere of fame.- But my associates now my stay deplore , Impatient on the ...
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... bless'd land , and joys incessant crown ; Of all this happy realm , I grieve alone . For my lost sire continual sorrows spring , The great , the good : your father , and your king ! Yet more ; our house from its foundation bows , Our ...
... bless'd land , and joys incessant crown ; Of all this happy realm , I grieve alone . For my lost sire continual sorrows spring , The great , the good : your father , and your king ! Yet more ; our house from its foundation bows , Our ...
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Achilles address'd Agamemnon Alcinous arms Atrides attend beneath bless'd bowl breast Calypso coast command coursers cried crown'd Cyclops dæmon death deep descends dire divine dome dreadful E'en Eteoneus Eurylochus Eurymachus eyes fable fair falchion fame fate father feast flies gales goddess gods grac'd grace grief guest hand haste heaven hero honours Icarius Iliad isle Ithaca Jove king labours land maid Menelaus mind monarch mortal native shore Nausicaa Neleus Neptune Nestor night nymph o'er oars ODYSSEY palace Pallas Phæacian Pisistratus plac'd plain poem poet pow'r press'd prince Pylos queen race rage realms replies rest rise rites roar rock roll'd round royal sacred sails shade shining ship sire skies soft sorrows soul Sparta spoke stranger Swift Taphian tears Telemachus tempest thee thou throne toils touch'd train Troy Ulysses vessel wandering waves winds wine wise woes wretched youth
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Page 60 - I wash'd. The table in fair order spread, They heap the glittering canisters with bread; Viands of various kinds allure the taste, Of choicest sort and savour, rich repast!
Page 134 - That high, through fields of air, his flight sustain, O'er the wide earth, and o'er the boundless main...
Page 110 - Lampetie mounts the' aerial way, And kindles into rage the god of day. " Vengeance, ye powers (he cries) and thou whose hand Aims the red bolt, and hurls the writhen brand ! Slain are those herds which I with pride survey, When through the ports of heaven I pour the day, Or deep in ocean plunge the burning ray. Vengeance, ye gods ! or I the skies forego, And bear the lamp of heaven to shades below.
Page 75 - Not first, the Power of wisdom march'd before, And ere the sacrificing throng he join'd, Admonish'd thus his well-attending mind: ' Proceed, my son! this youthful shame expel; An honest business never blush to tell.
Page 59 - With dulcet beverage this the beaker crown'd, Fair in the midst, with gilded cups around: That in the tripod o'er the kindled pile The water pours; the bubbling waters boil; An ample vase receives the smoking wave; And, in the bath prepared, my limbs I lave: Reviving sweets repair the mind's decay, And take the painful sense of toil away.
Page 135 - The birds of broadest wing their mansion form, The chough, the sea-mew, the loquacious crow, And scream aloft, and skim the deeps below. Depending vines the shelving cavern screen, With purple clusters blushing through the green. Four limpid fountains from the clefts distil...
Page 93 - The smooth-hair'd horses, and the rapid car. Observant of his word, the word scarce spoke, The sons obey, and join them to the yoke. Then bread and wine a ready handmaid brings, And presents, such as suit the state of kings. The glittering...
Page 98 - Nigh the cursed shore, and listen to the lay. No more that wretch shall view the joys of life, His blooming offspring, or his beauteous wife ! In verdant meads they sport ; and wide around Lie human bones, that whiten all the ground : The ground polluted floats with human gore, And human carnage taints the dreadful shore.
Page 105 - To bless the natal, and the nuptial hour; From the great sire transmissive to the race, The boon devolving gives distinguish'd grace. Such, happy Nestor ! was thy glorious doom ; Around thee full of years, thy offspring bloom, 290 Expert of arms, and prudent in debate; The gifts of Heaven to guard thy hoary state.
Page 137 - Joy touch'd the hero's tender soul, to find So just reception from a heart so kind: And oh, ye gods! with all your blessings grace (He thus broke forth) this friend of human race ! The swain replied. It never was our guise To slight the poor, or aught humane despise; For Jove unfolds our hospitable door, 'Tis. Jove that sends the stranger and the poor.