New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection from the Most Eminent British Poets and Poetical Translators, Tom 6C. and C. Whittingham, 1824 |
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... maid ....... Ode - Oh ! I have borne .. In Praise of Wine ...... The Ass and the Stag .. Inevitable Fate ...... Page ..Dr . Leyden . 193 .Montgomery . 196 .Carlyle . 198 ........ J . Grant . 199 Carlyle . 199 .Dr . Leyden . 200 Carlyle ...
... maid ....... Ode - Oh ! I have borne .. In Praise of Wine ...... The Ass and the Stag .. Inevitable Fate ...... Page ..Dr . Leyden . 193 .Montgomery . 196 .Carlyle . 198 ........ J . Grant . 199 Carlyle . 199 .Dr . Leyden . 200 Carlyle ...
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... maid- Oh , sight accursed ! shall faithless Troy prevail , And shall our promise to our people fail ? How vain the word to Menelaüs given By Jove's great daughter and the queen of heaven , Beneath his arms that Priam's towers should ...
... maid- Oh , sight accursed ! shall faithless Troy prevail , And shall our promise to our people fail ? How vain the word to Menelaüs given By Jove's great daughter and the queen of heaven , Beneath his arms that Priam's towers should ...
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... maids and blooming youths ) that smiling bear The purple product of the ' autumnal year . To these a youth awakes the warbling strings , Whose tender lay the fate of Linus sings ; In measured dance behind him move the train , Tune soft ...
... maids and blooming youths ) that smiling bear The purple product of the ' autumnal year . To these a youth awakes the warbling strings , Whose tender lay the fate of Linus sings ; In measured dance behind him move the train , Tune soft ...
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... maids in soft simars of linen dress'd ; The youths all graceful in the glossy vest : Of those the locks with flowery wreaths enroll'd : Of these the sides adorn'd with swords of gold , That , glittering gay , from silver belts depend ...
... maids in soft simars of linen dress'd ; The youths all graceful in the glossy vest : Of those the locks with flowery wreaths enroll'd : Of these the sides adorn'd with swords of gold , That , glittering gay , from silver belts depend ...
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... maid's coy image rose at Jove's behest ; Minerva clasp'd the zone , diffused the vest ; Adored Persuasion and the Graces young Her taper'd limbs with golden jewels hung ; Round her smooth brow the beauteous - tressed Hours A garland ...
... maid's coy image rose at Jove's behest ; Minerva clasp'd the zone , diffused the vest ; Adored Persuasion and the Graces young Her taper'd limbs with golden jewels hung ; Round her smooth brow the beauteous - tressed Hours A garland ...
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Strona 12 - My soul impels me to the' embattled plains ; Let me be foremost to defend the throne, And guard my father's glories and my own. ' Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates; (How my heart trembles while my tongue relates !) The day when thou, imperial Troy! must bfend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end.
Strona 260 - To horse, to horse ! halloo, halloo ! His fiery courser snuffs the morn, And thronging serfs their lord pursue. The eager pack, from couples freed, Dash through the bush, the brier, the brake ; While answering hound, and horn, and steed, The mountain echoes startling wake. The beams of God's own hallow'd day Had painted yonder spire with gold, And, calling sinful man to pray, Loud, long, and deep the bell had toll'd...
Strona 202 - Require the borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom : 'Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ; To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the sacred gloom.
Strona 12 - Yet while my Hector still survives, I see My father, mother, brethren, all, in thee: Alas! my parents, brothers, kindred, all Once more will perish, if my Hector fall, Thy wife, thy infant, in thy danger share: Oh, prove a husband's and a father's care! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy, Where yon...
Strona 36 - Visits each plant, and waters all the ground: While that in pipes beneath the palace flows, And thence its current on the town bestows; To various use their various streams they bring, The People one, and one supplies the King.
Strona 27 - Think each office paid, Whate'er can rest a discontented shade ; But grant one last embrace, unhappy boy! Afford at least that melancholy joy.
Strona 26 - He spoke : they hear him, and the word obey ; The rage of hunger and of thirst allay, Then ease in sleep the labours of the day. But great Pelides...
Strona 73 - Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.
Strona 6 - He hides the hero with his mighty shade, And threats aloud ! the Greeks with longing eyes Behold at distance, but forbear the prize. Then fierce Tydides stoops ; and from the fields Heaved with vast force, a rocky fragment wields. Not two strong men the...
Strona 72 - O mother ! — I am wounded through I die with pain— in sooth I do ! Stung by some little angry thing, Some serpent on a tiny wing — A bee it was — for once, I know, I heard a rustic call it so.