The Works of the English Poets: Rowe's LucanH. Hughs, 1779 |
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Æneid againſt amidſt arms Behold beneath blood bold brave breaſt Cæfar camp caufe cauſe Celtiberians chief cloſe Colchians command Corfinium croud death diftant dreadful earth enfigns Ev'n facred fafe faid fame fatal fate fear feas fecret feek feems feen fhade fhall fhore fhould fide field fierce fight fire firft firſt fix'd fkies flain flames flaughter fled flood foldier fome foon forfook fortune fought ftand ftill ftream ftrong fuch fupplies fwelling fword Gaul gods hafte hand himſelf hoftile horrid impious laft laſt Latian lefs length loft Lucan mafter moſt muſt Nero o'er paffage paft paſt peace Pharfalia Phocis plac'd plain Pompey Pompey's purſue rage raiſe rife riſe Roman Rome Scythian ſhade ſhall ſhore ſky ſpoke ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill Sulpitius Verulanus taſk thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand trembling uſe vaft vanquish'd victor Virgil waſte Whofe winds wrath yield
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Seite 68 - If dying mortals' doom they sing aright, No ghosts descend to dwell in dreadful night: No parting souls to grisly Pluto go, Nor seek the dreary, silent, shades below; But forth they fly, immortal in their kind, And other bodies in new worlds they find. Thus life for ever runs its endless race, And, like a line, death but divides the space — A stop, which can but for a moment last, A point between the future and the past.
Seite 5 - Hard has been the fate of many a great genius, that while they have conferred immortality on others, they have wanted themselves some friend to embalm their names to posterity, This has been the fate of Lucan, and ]>erhaps may be that of Mr.
Seite 181 - ... flood. Who, but a wretch, would think it worth his care The toils and wickedness of war to share, When all we want thus easily we find? The field and river can supply mankind. Dismiss'd, and safe from danger and alarms, The...
Seite 70 - Thus fear does half the work of lying fame, And cowards thus their own misfortunes frame ; By their own feigning fancies are betray'd, And groan beneath thofe ills themfelves have made. Nor thefe alarms the croud alone...
Seite 141 - To rise from earth, and spring with dusky green; With sparkling flames the trees unburning shine, And round their boles prodigious serpents twine. The pious worshippers approach not near, But shun their gods, and kneel with distant fear: The priest himself, when or the day or night Rolling have reach'd their full meridian height, Refrains the gloomy paths with wary feet, Dreading the demon of the grove to meet; Who, terrible to sight, at that fix'd hour Still treads the round about his dreary bower.
Seite 23 - Caesar would have esteemed it one of the greatest felicities of his to have had it in his power to pardon him. I would not be thought to make an apology for Lucan's thus traducing the memory of...
Seite 49 - Cato own'd. Nor came the rivals equal to the field; One to increasing years began to yield; Old age came creeping in the peaceful gown, And civil functions weigh'd the soldier down...
Seite 35 - 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. From the variety of the story, and many other particulars I need not mention in this short account, it may easily appear, that a true history may...
Seite 70 - While threatening fabrics nodded o'er the street. By such unthinking rashness were they led; Such was the madness which their fears had bred, As if, of every other hope bereft. To fly from Rome were all the safety left. So when the stormy South is heard to roar, And rolls huge billows from the Libyan shore; When rending sails flit with the driving blast...
Seite 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...