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Æneas appear arms bear better blood body cause coast command common course crowned death descend earth eyes face fall fame fatal fate father fear fields fire flames flood foes follow force fortune friends give gods Grecian ground hands happy haste head hear heaven hero honour hope Italy Jove kind king labours land leave length less light living mean mind nature never night o'er observed once pass plain pleasing poem poet present prince queen race rage raise received rest rising rolling sacred sails seek seems sense shades ships shore side sight skies soul sound stand stood things thou thought town train translation Trojan Troy turns verse Virgil whole winds woods youth
Page 275 - O goddess-born ! escape, by timely flight, The flames and horrors of this fatal night. The foes already have possess'd the wall : Troy nods from high, and totters to her fall. Enough is paid to Priam's royal name, More than enough to duty and to fame. If by a mortal hand my father's throne Could be defended, 'twas by mine alone. Now Troy to thee commends her future state, And gives her gods companions of thy fate : From their assistance, happier walls expect, Which, wand'ring long, at last thou shalt...
Page 233 - And must the Trojans reign in Italy ? So Fate will have it ; and Jove adds his force ; Nor can my power divert their happy course. Could angry Pallas, with revengeful spleen, The Grecian navy burn, and drown the men ? She, for the fault of one offending foe, The bolts of Jove himself...
Page 315 - Forsake the pleasing shore, and plough the deep. And now the rising morn with rosy light Adorns the skies, and puts the stars to flight; When we from far, like bluish mists, descry The hills, and then the plains, of Italy. Achates first pronounced the joyful sound; Then
Page 68 - But easy quiet, a secure retreat, A harmless life that knows not how to cheat With home-bred plenty, the rich owner bless ; And rural pleasures crown his happiness.
Page 399 - Just in the gate, and in the jaws of hell, Revengeful Cares and sullen Sorrows dwell, And pale Diseases, and repining Age, Want, Fear, and Famine's unresisted rage; Here Toils, and Death, and Death's half-brother, Sleep, (Forms terrible to view) their sentry keep; With anxious Pleasures of a guilty mind, Deep Frauds before, and open Force behind; The Furies' iron beds; and Strife, that shakes Her hissing tresses, and unfolds her snakes.
Page 41 - And rocks the bellowing voice of boiling seas rebound. The father of the gods his glory shrouds, Involved in tempests and a night of clouds ; And, from the middle darkness flashing out, By fits he deals his fiery bolts about.
Page 203 - I have long had by me the materials of an English prosodia, containing all the mechanical rules of versification, wherein I have treated with some exactness of the feet, the quantities, and the pauses.
Page 216 - I have endeavoured to make Virgil speak such English as he would himself have spoken, if he had been born in England, and in this present age.
Page 349 - Oppressed with numbers in the unequal field, His men discouraged, and himself expelled, Let him for succour sue from place to place, Torn from his subjects, and his son's embrace. First, let him see his friends in battle slain, And their untimely fate lament in vain : And when, at length, the cruel war shall cease, On hard conditions may he buy his peace : Nor let him then enjoy supreme command ; -\ But fall, untimely, by some hostile hand, > And lie unburied on the barren sand ! j These are my prayers,...