The Works of the English Poets: Rowe's LucanH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... sword ; Peace fhall the world in friendly leagues compofe , And Janus ' dreadful gates for ever close . To me thy prefent godhead stands confeft , Oh let thy facred fury fire my breast ! So thou vouchfafe to hear , let Phoebus dwell ...
... sword ; Peace fhall the world in friendly leagues compofe , And Janus ' dreadful gates for ever close . To me thy prefent godhead stands confeft , Oh let thy facred fury fire my breast ! So thou vouchfafe to hear , let Phoebus dwell ...
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... Swords with foul ruft indented deep they take , And useless fpears with points inverted shake . Soon as their crefts the Roman eagles rear'd , And Cæfar high above the rest appear'd ; Each trembling heart with fecret horror fhook , And ...
... Swords with foul ruft indented deep they take , And useless fpears with points inverted shake . Soon as their crefts the Roman eagles rear'd , And Cæfar high above the rest appear'd ; Each trembling heart with fecret horror fhook , And ...
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... swords the pale assembly scar'd , When all for death and slaughter food prepar'd , And Pompey's arms were guilty Milo's guard ? And now , difdaining peace and needful ease , Nothing but rule and government can please . Afpiring ftill ...
... swords the pale assembly scar'd , When all for death and slaughter food prepar'd , And Pompey's arms were guilty Milo's guard ? And now , difdaining peace and needful ease , Nothing but rule and government can please . Afpiring ftill ...
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... sword , I swear , By all thy fame acquir'd in ten years war , By thy paft triumphs , and by those to come , ( No matter where the vanquish'd be , nor whom ) Bid me to ftrike my dearest brother dead , To bring my aged father's hoary head ...
... sword , I swear , By all thy fame acquir'd in ten years war , By thy paft triumphs , and by those to come , ( No matter where the vanquish'd be , nor whom ) Bid me to ftrike my dearest brother dead , To bring my aged father's hoary head ...
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... sword : Yet to Minturnæ's marsh the victor fled , And hid in oozy flags his exil'd head . The faithlefs foil the hunted chief reliev'd , And fedgy waters fortune's pledge receiv'd . Deep in a dungeon plung'd at length he lay , Where ...
... sword : Yet to Minturnæ's marsh the victor fled , And hid in oozy flags his exil'd head . The faithlefs foil the hunted chief reliev'd , And fedgy waters fortune's pledge receiv'd . Deep in a dungeon plung'd at length he lay , Where ...
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Ægypt Æneid againſt amidſt arms behold beneath blood bold breaſt Cæfar caufe cauſe chief command courſe croud Dæmon daring death diftant dreadful earth ev'n facred fafe faid fame fatal fate fcorn fear feas fecret fecure feek feems fhade fhall fhore fhould fide field fierce fight firft firſt fix'd fkies flain flames flaughter flies flood foldier fome foon fortune fought foul ftand ftill ftreams fuccefs fuch fupplies fwelling fword Gaul gods hafte hand head heaven himſelf hoftile horrid impious Jove juſt labours laft land laſt Latian length loft Lucan mighty mournful numbers o'er Parthian paſt peace Pharfalia plain Pompey Pompey's Pothinus proud Ptolemy purſue rage rife riſe Roman Rome Scythian ſea ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhore ſkies ſky ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtood ſword taſk thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand vanquish'd victor waſte whofe winds yield
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Page 229 - Thou know'st not I am he to whom 'tis given Never to want the care of watchful heaven. Obedient fortune waits my humble thrall, And, always ready, comes before I call. Let winds, and seas, loud wars at freedom wage, And waste upon themselves their empty rage ; A stronger, mightier dromon is thy friend, Thou and thy bark on Cesar's fate depend.
Page 397 - Rome? Or would'st thou know if, what we value here, Life, be a trifle hardly worth our care? What by old age and length of days we gain, More than to lengthen out the sense of pain?
Page 41 - Book, after a propofition of his fubjeft, a ihort view of the ruins occafioned by the civil wars in Italy, and a compliment to Nero, Lucan gives the principal caufes of the Civil War, together with the characters of Caefar and Pompey : after that, the ftory properly begins with Caefar' s paffing the Rubicon, which was the bound of his province towards Rome, and his march to Ariminum.
Page 151 - Drunk fast at many a leak the briny flood; Yielding at length the waters wide give way, And fold her in the bosom of the sea; Then o'er her head returning rolls the tide, And covering waves the sinking hatches hide. That fatal day was slaughter seen to reign, In wonders various, on the liquid plain. On Lycidas a steely grappling struck ; Struggling he drags with the tenacious hook, And deep had drown'd beneath...
Page 35 - J uran's much more strong, though overthrown by the extravagancy of his own force. The tenth book, imperfect as it is, gives us, among other things, a view of the Egyptian magnificence, with a curious account of the then received opinions of the increase and decrease of the Nile.
Page 7 - I be brought to think otherwise than that the language he writes in is as pure Roman as any that was writ in Nero's time. As he grew up, his parents educated him with a care that became a promising genius and the rank of his family. His masters were Rhemmius...
Page 142 - Massilians, from th' encompass'd wall, Rejoiced to see the sylvan honours fall : They hope such power can never prosper long, Nor think the patient gods will bear the wrong. The...
Page 37 - Tenth was not only learned himself, but a great patron of learning, and used to be present at the conversations and performances of all the polite writers of his time. The wits of Rome entertained him one day, at his villa on the banks of the Tiber, with an interlude in the nature of a poetical masquerade. They had their Parnassus...
Page 270 - Where the moist carcass by degrees shall waste, There greedily on every part she flies, Strips the dry nails, and digs the gory eyes. Her teeth from gibbets gnaw the strangling noose, And from the cross dead murderers unloose : Her...
Page 55 - Since faith is broke, and leagues are fet afide, Henceforth thou, goddefs fortune, art my guide ; Let fate and war the great event decide.