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AGRIP. My thought aches at him; not the
More deadly to the sight, than is to me
Where he so soon may
Why then stays my sovereign,
AGRIP. Yes, I will be gone, But not to Antium. all shall be confess'd, Whate'er the frivolous tongue of giddy fame. Has spread among the crowd; things, that but
Have arch'd the hearer's brow, and riveted
And you, ye manes of ambition's victims,
V. 169. Whom have I hurt? has poet yet or peer
See also Taciti Annales, lib. xiii. c. 15.
V. 176. "Prô facinus ingens! fœminæ est munus datus
If from the realms of night my voice ye hear,
SCENE II. OTHO, POPPEA.
Silanus, et cruore foedavit suo
Отно. Thus far we're safe.
Of amorous thefts: and had her wanton son
Thanks to the
And see Taciti Annales, xii. c. 3, 4.
"Et caput inflexâ lentum cervice recumbit
Seneca Octavia, ver. 148.
Cic. de Nat. Deor. ii. 42.
Virgilii Ciris. 449.
"Nivea cervice reclinis Mollitur ipsa." This particular beauty is also given to Helen by Constantine
Manil. Astron. 5. v. 555.
By the young Trojan to his gilded bark
HYMN TO IGNORANCE.
[See Mason's Memoirs, vol. iii. p. 75. Supposed to be written about the year 1742, when Gray returned to Cambridge.]
HAIL, horrors, hail! ye ever gloomy bowers,
Manasses, in his "Annales," (see Meursii Opera, vol. vii. p. 390):
Δειρὴ μακρὰ καταλευκος, ὅθεν ἐμυθουργήθη
And so also in the Antehomerica of Tzetzes, ed. Jacobs. p. 115 (though the passage is corrupted).
"That soft cheek springing to the marble neck,
Akenside. Pl. of Imag. b. i. p. 112. ed. Park. V. 197. See Milton. Par. L. iv. 310:
"Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
V. 1. "Hail, horrors, hail!" Milton. Par. L. i. 205.
V. 3. "Jam nec arundiferum mihi cura revisere Camum," Miltoni Eleg. i. 11. and 89. "juncosas Cami remeare paludes." Luke.
Glad I revisit thy neglected reign,
Oh take me to thy peaceful shade again.
Oh say—she hears me not, but, careless grown, Lethargic nods upon her ebon throne.
"Where rivers now
Stream, and perpetual draw their humid train." Milton. Par. Lost, vii. 310. V. 14. "To hatch a new Saturnian age of lead." Pope. Dunciad, i. 28. And so in the speech of Ignorance in "Henry and Minerva," by I. B. 1729 (one among the poetical pieces bound up by Pope in his library, and now in my possession):
"Myself behind this ample shield of lead, Will to the field my daring squadrons head." V. 17. Let Fancy still my sense in Lethe steep." Shakesp. T. Night. act iv. sc. 1. Luke. V. 22. "Here Ignorance in steel was arm'd, and there Cloath'd in a cowl, dissembled fast and pray'r;
Goddess!, awake, arise! alas, my fears!
Oh! sacred age! Oh! times for ever lost! (The schoolman's glory, and the churchman's
For ever gone yet still to fancy new,
High on her car, behold the grandam ride Like old Sesostris with barbaric pride; *** a team of harness'd monarchs bend
And so S. Philips. Blenheim, v. 16:
"As curst Sesostris, proud Egyptian king,
Against my sway her pious hand stretch'd out,
And so in the Dunciad, b. i. ver. 80:
"All these, and more, the cloud-compelling queen
May drive six harness'd monarchs if they please."