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... of ten long months and travail to requite . Then smile ! the frowning infant's doom is read : No god shall crown the board , nor goddess bless the bed . VOL . I. F V. DAPHNIS . The Argument . Mopsus and Menalcas , POLLIO . 53.
... of ten long months and travail to requite . Then smile ! the frowning infant's doom is read : No god shall crown the board , nor goddess bless the bed . VOL . I. F V. DAPHNIS . The Argument . Mopsus and Menalcas , POLLIO . 53.
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... Mopsus laments his death ; Menalcas proclaims his di- vinity ; the whole eclogue consisting of an elegy and an apotheosis . LIBR MENALCAS . SINCE on the downs our flocks together feed , And since my voice can match your tuneful reed ...
... Mopsus laments his death ; Menalcas proclaims his di- vinity ; the whole eclogue consisting of an elegy and an apotheosis . LIBR MENALCAS . SINCE on the downs our flocks together feed , And since my voice can match your tuneful reed ...
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... MOPSUS . Or shall I rather the sad verse repeat , Which on the beech's bark I lately writ ? I writ , and sung betwixt . Now bring the swain Whose voice you boast , and let him try the strain . MENALCAS . Such as the shrub to the tall ...
... MOPSUS . Or shall I rather the sad verse repeat , Which on the beech's bark I lately writ ? I writ , and sung betwixt . Now bring the swain Whose voice you boast , and let him try the strain . MENALCAS . Such as the shrub to the tall ...
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... MOPSUS . How is my soul with such a promise raised ! For both the boy was worthy to be praised , And Stimicon has often made me long To hear , like him , so soft , so sweet a song . MENALCAS . Daphnis , the guest of heaven , with ...
... MOPSUS . How is my soul with such a promise raised ! For both the boy was worthy to be praised , And Stimicon has often made me long To hear , like him , so soft , so sweet a song . MENALCAS . Daphnis , the guest of heaven , with ...
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... MOPSUS . What present , worth thy verse , can Mopsus find ? Not the soft whispers of the southern wind , That play through trembling trees , delight me more ; 58 83 PASTORALS .
... MOPSUS . What present , worth thy verse , can Mopsus find ? Not the soft whispers of the southern wind , That play through trembling trees , delight me more ; 58 83 PASTORALS .
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Page 118 - Love has nothing of his own ; he borrows all from a greater master in his own profession, and, which is worse, improves nothing which he finds. Nature fails him, and being forced to his old shift, he has recourse to witticism. This passes indeed with his soft admirers, and gives him the preference to Virgil in their esteem.
Page 164 - 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...
Page 139 - The French have set up purity for the standard of their language; and a masculine vigour is that of ours. Like their tongue is the genius of their poets, light and trifling in comparison of the English — more proper for sonnets, madrigals, and elegies than heroic poetry. The turn on thoughts and words is their chief talent: but the epic poem is too stately to receive those little ornaments.
Page 241 - These rites and customs to the rest commend, That to your pious race they may descend.
Page 145 - The way I have taken is not so strait as metaphrase, nor so loose as paraphrase: some things too I have omitted, and sometimes have added of my own. Yet the omissions, I hope, are but of circumstances, and such as would have no grace in English; and the additions, I also hope, are easily deduced from Virgil's sense.
Page 206 - The vanquish'd triumph, and the victors mourn. Ours take new courage from despair and night; Confus'd the fortune is, confus'd the fight. All parts resound with tumults, plaints, and fears ; And grisly Death in sundry shapes appears. Androgeos fell among us, with his band, Who thought us Grecians newly come to land.
Page 143 - Segrais has distinguished the readers of poetry, according to their capacity of judging, into three classes. (He might have said the same of writers too, if he had pleased.) In the lowest form he places those whom he calls Les Petits...
Page 124 - ... t is grown fulsome, rather by their want of skill than by the commonness. In the last place, I may safely grant that, by reading Homer, Virgil was taught to imitate his invention; that is, to imitate like him; which is no more than if a painter studied Raphael, that he might learn to design after his manner.
Page 175 - With mists their persons, and involves in clouds, That, thus unseen, their passage none might stay, Or force to tell the causes of their way. This part...
Page 131 - Gods so visibly concerned in all the actions of their predecessors. We, who are better taught by our religion, yet own every wonderful accident, which befalls us for the best, to be brought to pass by some special providence of Almighty God and by the care of guardian Angels: and from hence I might infer that no heroic poem can be writ on the Epicurean principles.