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... vain . In Samothracia , on a mountain's brow , Whose waving woods o'erhung the deeps below , He fate ; and round him caft his azure eyes , Where Ida's mifty tops confus'dly rife ; S 10 15 20 B 2 Neptune . Below , Below , fair Ilion's ...
... vain . In Samothracia , on a mountain's brow , Whose waving woods o'erhung the deeps below , He fate ; and round him caft his azure eyes , Where Ida's mifty tops confus'dly rife ; S 10 15 20 B 2 Neptune . Below , Below , fair Ilion's ...
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... thrown , Her ftrength were vain ; I dread for you alone . Here Hector rages like the force of fire , Vaunts of his Gods , and calls high Jove his fire . B3 80 If If yet fome heavenly Power your breast excite , ◇ ILIAD , BOOK XIII .
... thrown , Her ftrength were vain ; I dread for you alone . Here Hector rages like the force of fire , Vaunts of his Gods , and calls high Jove his fire . B3 80 If If yet fome heavenly Power your breast excite , ◇ ILIAD , BOOK XIII .
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... vain : Then with his fceptre , that the deep controls , He touch'd the chiefs , and steel'd their manly fouls : Strength , not their own , the touch divine imparts , Prompts their light limbs , and swells their daring hearts . Then , as ...
... vain : Then with his fceptre , that the deep controls , He touch'd the chiefs , and steel'd their manly fouls : Strength , not their own , the touch divine imparts , Prompts their light limbs , and swells their daring hearts . Then , as ...
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... Vain was his courage , and his race divine ! Proftrate he falls ; his clanging arms refound , And his broad buckler thunders on the ground . To feize his beamy helm the victor flies , 235 24.0 245 250 And just had fasten'd on the ...
... Vain was his courage , and his race divine ! Proftrate he falls ; his clanging arms refound , And his broad buckler thunders on the ground . To feize his beamy helm the victor flies , 235 24.0 245 250 And just had fasten'd on the ...
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... vain : 310 Not vain the weakest , if their force unite ; But ours , the bravest have confess'd in fight . This faid , he rushes where the combat burns ; Swift to his tent the Cretan king returns . From thence , two javelins glittering ...
... vain : 310 Not vain the weakest , if their force unite ; But ours , the bravest have confess'd in fight . This faid , he rushes where the combat burns ; Swift to his tent the Cretan king returns . From thence , two javelins glittering ...
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Achilles Æneas Ajax Antilochus arms Atrides Automedon blood bold brave breaſt breath chariot chief cloſe courfers courſe dart dead death defcends diftant divine dreadful duft Ev'n eyes facred faid falchion fall fame fate fhades fhall fhining fhips fhore fhould fide field fierce fight filver fire flain flame flaughter flew flies fome forrows foul fpear ftand ftern ftill ftream fuch fury fwift glory god-like Goddeſs Gods gore Grecian Greece Greeks hand Heaven Hector hero hoft honours hoſt Idomeneus Ilion javelin Jove Jove's king laft lance laſt Lycian Merion mortal muſt Neptune o'er Oïleus Patroclus Peleus Pelides Phoebus pierc'd plain Polydamas Priam prize race rage refound reft rife round Scamander ſhade ſhakes ſhall ſhips ſhore Simoïs ſkies ſpear ſpoke ſpread ſtands ſteeds ſtood Teucer thee thefe theſe Thetis thofe thoſe thou thunder trembling Trojan Troy warriour whofe whoſe wound youth
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Page 188 - Along the ftreet the new-made brides are led, "With torches flaming, to the nuptial bed : The youthful dancers in a circle bound To the foft flute, and cittern's filver found: Through the fair ftreets, the matrons in a row 57$ •Stand in their porches, and enjoy
Page 264 - when autumn weighs) And o'er the feebler (tars exerts his rays; 40 Terrific glory ! for his burning breath Taints the red air with fevers, plagues, and death. So flam'd his fiery mail. Then wept the fage ; He ftrikes his reverend head: now white with age
Page 348 - began ; 645 > They bore as heroes, but they felt 'as man. } Satiate at length with unavailing woes, From the high throne divine Achilles rofe; The reverend monarch by the hand he rais'd ; On his white beard and form majeftic gaz'd, 650 Not unrelenting : then ferene began With words to foothe the miferable man : Alas
Page 105 - Automedon (an honour'd name, The fecond to his lord in love and fame, In peace his friend, and partner of the war) 180 The winged courfers harnefs'd to the car; Xanthus and Balius, of immortal breed, Sprung from the wind, and like the wind in fpeed; Whom the wing'd Harpy, fwift Podarge, bore, By Zephyr pregnant
Page 264 - What gafping numbers now had bit the ground! Thou robb'ft me of a glory juftly mine, Powerful of Godhead, and of fraud divine : Mean fame, alas ! for one of heavenly ftrain, To cheat a mortal, who repines in vain. 30 Then to the city terrible and ftrong, With high and haughty fteps he
Page 278 - gate. He ceas'd. The Fates fuppreft his labouring breath, And his eyes ftiffen'd at the hand of death ; To the dark realm the fpirit wings its way 455 (The manly body left a load of clay) And plaintive glides along the dreary coaft, A naked, wandering, melancholy ghoft ! Achilles,
Page 279 - (Unworthy of himfelf and of the dead). The nervous ancles bor'd, his feet he bound With thongs inferted through the double wound ; Thefe fix'd up high behind the rolling wain, His graceful head was trail'd along the plain. 500 Proud on his car th
Page 337 - come, A willing ghoft to Pluto's dreary dome ! He faid, and feebly drives his friends away: The forrowing friends his frantic rage obey. 310 Next on his fons his erring fury falls,. Polites, Paris, Agathon, he calls ; His threats Dei'phobus and Dius hear, . Hippothoiis, Pammon, Helenus the feer, And generous Antiphon : for yet thefe nine
Page 3 - Thrice happy race ! that, innocent of blood, From milk, innoxious, feek their fimple food : Jove fees delighted ; and avoids the fcene Of guilty Troy, of arms, and dying men : No aid, he deems, to either hoft is given, 15 While his high law fufpends the powers of Heaven. Mean-time the • Monarch of the
Page 37 - of war to us not idly given, Lo ! Greece is humbled, not by Troy, but Heaven. Vain are the hopes that haughty mind imparts, To force our fleet: the Greeks have hands, and hearts. Long ere in flames our lofty navy fall, Your boafted city and your god-built wall Shall fink beneath us, fmoaking on the ground;