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... firft book , and a finall part of the fixth ; in which if he has in fome places not truly interpreted the fenfe , or preferved the antiquities , it ought to be excufed on account of the hafte he was obliged to write in . He feems to ...
... firft book , and a finall part of the fixth ; in which if he has in fome places not truly interpreted the fenfe , or preferved the antiquities , it ought to be excufed on account of the hafte he was obliged to write in . He feems to ...
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... firft book , and a fmall part of the fixth ; in which if he has in fome places not truly interpreted the fenfe , or preferved the antiquities , it ought to be excufed on account of the hafte he was obliged to write in . He feems to have ...
... firft book , and a fmall part of the fixth ; in which if he has in fome places not truly interpreted the fenfe , or preferved the antiquities , it ought to be excufed on account of the hafte he was obliged to write in . He feems to have ...
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... firft afcending from the watery bowers , Leads the long order of æthereal powers . When like the morning mist in early day , Rofe from the flood the Daughter of the Sea ; And to the feats divine her flight addrest . There , far apart ...
... firft afcending from the watery bowers , Leads the long order of æthereal powers . When like the morning mist in early day , Rofe from the flood the Daughter of the Sea ; And to the feats divine her flight addrest . There , far apart ...
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... firft the labours of this war begun : Our cordage torn , decay'd our veffels lie , And scarce enfure the wretched power to fly . Hafte then , for ever leave the Trojan wall ! Our weeping wives , our tender children call : Love , duty ...
... firft the labours of this war begun : Our cordage torn , decay'd our veffels lie , And scarce enfure the wretched power to fly . Hafte then , for ever leave the Trojan wall ! Our weeping wives , our tender children call : Love , duty ...
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... firft the labours of this war begun : Our cordage torn , decay'd our veffels lie , And scarce enfure the wretched power to fly . Hafte then , for ever leave the Trojan wall ! Our weeping wives , our tender children call : Love , duty ...
... firft the labours of this war begun : Our cordage torn , decay'd our veffels lie , And scarce enfure the wretched power to fly . Hafte then , for ever leave the Trojan wall ! Our weeping wives , our tender children call : Love , duty ...
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Achilles Ajax Alcinous ANTISTROPHE arms Atrides beneath bold brave breaft caft chariot chief coaft courfers crown'd death defcends divine dreadful Euryclea Eurymachus Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fame fate feaft feas fecret feems fhade fhall fhining fhips fhore fhould fide field fierce fight filver fire firft fkies flain flames flies foft fome forrows foul fpear ftand ftill ftream fuch glory Goddeſs Gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks ground hafte hand Heaven Hector hero himſelf hoft Homer honours Idomeneus Iliad Ilion Jove king labours laft lefs loft Menelaus mighty muft Neftor numbers o'er obferved Pallas Patroclus Peleus Pindar plain poet praiſe prefent Priam prince queen race rage reft rife ſhade ſhall ſhore ſkies ſpoke ſpread ſtand ſtate Telemachus thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thunder toils trembling Trojan Troy Ulyffes vafe veffel Virgil warrior whofe woes wound youth
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Page 18 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
Page iv - Homer was the greater genius ; Virgil, the better artist. In one we most admire the man ; in the other, the work. Homer hurries and transports us with a commanding impetuosity; Virgil leads us with an attractive majesty...
Page 329 - ... verum ubi plura nitent in carmine, non ego paucis offendar maculis, quas aut incuria fudit aut humana parum cavit natura.
Page 34 - Lo, seven are offer'd, and of equal charms. Then hear, Achilles ! be of better mind ; Revere thy roof, and to thy guests be kind ; And know the men, of all the Grecian host, Who honour worth, and prize thy valour most.
Page 94 - But least, the sons of Priam's hateful race. Die then, my friend! what boots it to deplore? The great, the good Patroclus is no more! He, far thy better, was foredoom'd to die, And thou, dost thou bewail mortality?
Page 400 - O'erleaps the fences of the nightly fold, And tears the peaceful flocks: with silent awe Trembling they lie, and pant beneath his paw. Nor with less rage Euryalus employs The wrathful sword, or fewer foes destroys; But on th' ignoble crowd his fury flew; He Fadus, Hebesus, and Rhoetus slew.
Page iv - Homer, what principally strikes us is his invention. It is that which forms the character of each part of his work; and accordingly we find it to have made his fable more...
Page iv - Italian operas, will find more sweetness, variety, and majesty of sound, than in any other language or poetry. The beauty of his numbers is allowed by the critics...
Page 102 - And his eyes stiffen'd at the hand of death; To the dark realm the spirit wings its way (The manly body left a load of clay,) And plaintive glides along the dreary coast, A naked, wandering, melancholy ghost! Achilles, musing as he roll'd his eyes O'er the dead hero, thus (unheard) replies; Die thou the first! When Jove and Heaven ordain, I follow thee...
Page 329 - His words are not only chosen, but the places in which he ranks them for the sound. He who removes them from the station wherein their master set them spoils the harmony. What he says of the Sibyl's prophecies may be as properly applied to every word of his: they must be read in order as they lie; the least breath discomposes them and somewhat of their divinity is lost.