The Works of the Greek and Roman Poets, Volume 3Suttaby, Evance, and Fox, 1813 - Greek literature |
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... fate , Celestial muse ! and to our world relate . Now at their native realms the Greeks arriv'd ; All who the war of ten long years surviv'd , And scap'd the perils of the gulfy main . Ulysses , sole of all the victor train , An exile ...
... fate , Celestial muse ! and to our world relate . Now at their native realms the Greeks arriv'd ; All who the war of ten long years surviv'd , And scap'd the perils of the gulfy main . Ulysses , sole of all the victor train , An exile ...
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... fate , Where yet new labours his arrival wait ; At length their rage the hostile powers restrain , All but the ruthless monarch of the main . But now the god , remote , a heavenly guest , In Ethiopia grac'd the genial feast ; ( A race ...
... fate , Where yet new labours his arrival wait ; At length their rage the hostile powers restrain , All but the ruthless monarch of the main . But now the god , remote , a heavenly guest , In Ethiopia grac'd the genial feast ; ( A race ...
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... fate oppress'd . Amidst an isle , around whose rocky shore The forests murmur , and the surges roar , The blameless hero from his wish'd - for home A goddess guards in her enchanted dome . ( Atlas her sire , to whose far - piercing eye ...
... fate oppress'd . Amidst an isle , around whose rocky shore The forests murmur , and the surges roar , The blameless hero from his wish'd - for home A goddess guards in her enchanted dome . ( Atlas her sire , to whose far - piercing eye ...
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... fate . The golden ewer a maid obsequious brings , Replenish'd from the cool translucent springs ; With copious water the bright vase supplies A silver laver , of capacious size : They wash . The tables in fair order spread , They heap ...
... fate . The golden ewer a maid obsequious brings , Replenish'd from the cool translucent springs ; With copious water the bright vase supplies A silver laver , of capacious size : They wash . The tables in fair order spread , They heap ...
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... fate Hath plac'd beneath the storms which toss the great ! Happier the son whose hoary sire is bless'd With humble affluence , and domestic rest ! Happier than I , to future empire born , But dooni'd a father's wretched fate to mourn ...
... fate Hath plac'd beneath the storms which toss the great ! Happier the son whose hoary sire is bless'd With humble affluence , and domestic rest ! Happier than I , to future empire born , But dooni'd a father's wretched fate to mourn ...
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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.