Whittaker's Improved Edition of Pinnock's Goldsmith's History of Rome:: To which is Prefixed, an Introduction to the Study of Roman History. A Variety of Valuable Information on the Manners, Institutions, and Antiquities of the Romans, is Added Throughout the Work; with Numerous Biographical and Historical Notes; a Dictionary, Explaining the Most Difficult Words, at the Beginning, and Questions for Examination at the End of Each Section

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Whittaker and Company, 1834 - 460 Seiten

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Seite 49 - I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Seite 49 - He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay. There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother- — he their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday...
Seite 446 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Seite 49 - Were with his heart, and that was far away : He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged ? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire...
Seite xv - Italia! oh Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty, which became A funeral dower of present woes and past, On thy sweet brow is sorrow plough'd by shame, And annals graved in characters of flame. Oh, God! that thou wert in thy nakedness Less lovely or more powerful, and couldst claim Thy right, and awe the robbers back, who press To shed thy blood, and drink the tears of thy distress...
Seite 279 - You do not, cannot; you have been his ruin. Who made him cheap at Rome, but Cleopatra? Who made him scorned abroad, but Cleopatra? At Actium, who betrayed him? Cleopatra.
Seite 261 - Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come, Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, For Cassius is aweary of the world ; Hated by one he loves ; braved by his brother...
Seite 406 - A crown ! What is it ? It is to bear the miseries of a people ! To hear their murmurs, feel their discontents, And sink beneath a load of splendid care ! To have your best success...
Seite 369 - ANIMULA ! vagula, blandula, Hospes, comesque, corporis, Quae nunc abibis in- loca — Pallidula, rigida, nudula, Nee, ut soles, dabis jocos...
Seite 43 - Perseus himself was scarce regarded as he went along, whilst pity had fixed the eyes of the Romans upon the infants, and many of them could not forbear tears : all beheld the sight with a mixture of sorrow and joy, until the children were past.

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