The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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Achilles Æneas Ajax Antilochus arms Asius Atrides Automedon band battle Behold beneath blaze blood bold brave brazen breast breath chariot chief clouds coursers cries dart dead death Deiphobus descends divine dreadful dust E'en Euphorbus eyes falchion fall fame fate fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flame fleet flew flies force fury glory goddess godlike gods gore grace Grecian Greece Greeks grief groan hand head heaps heart Heaven Hector hero honour'd honours host Idomeneus Ilion immortal javelin Jove Jove's king lance loved Lycian martial Merion mighty mortal Neptune numbers o'er Oïleus panting Patroclus Peleus Pelides pierced plain Polydamas press'd Priam prize race rage resound rise round sacred Sarpedon Scamander shades shield shining ships shore Simoïs sire skies slain sorrows soul spear spoke stands steeds stern stood stretch'd Swift tears Teucer thee Thetis thou throne thunder trembling Trojan Troy walls warrior wound youth
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Seite 62 - In this was every art, and every charm, To win the wisest, and the coldest warm: Fond love, the gentle vow, the gay desire, The kind deceit, the still-reviving fire, Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke, and eloquence of eyes.
Seite 251 - High o'er the slain the great Achilles stands, Begirt with heroes and surrounding bands; And thus aloud, while all the host attends: "Princes and leaders! countrymen and friends! Since now at length the powerful will of heaven The dire destroyer to our arm has given, Is not Troy fallen already?
Seite 292 - Thought follows thought, and tear succeeds to tear. And now supine, now prone, the hero lay, Now shifts his side, impatient for the day : Then starting up, disconsolate he goes Wide on the lonely beach to vent his woes.
Seite 198 - Above, the sire of gods his thunder rolls, And peals on peals redoubled rend the poles. Beneath, stern Neptune shakes the solid ground; The forests wave, the mountains nod around; Through all their summits tremble Ida's woods, And from their sources boil her hundred floods. Troy's turrets totter on the rocking plain, And the toss'd navies beat the heaving main. Deep in the dismal regions of the dead...
Seite 171 - The body then they bathe with pious toil, Embalm the wounds, anoint the limbs with oil, High on a bed of state extended laid, And decent cover'd with a linen shade; Last o'er the dead the milk-white veil they threw; That done, their sorrows and their sighs renew. Meanwhile to Juno, in the realms above, (His wife and sister,) spoke almighty Jove. "At last thy will prevails: great Peleus' son Rises in arms: such grace thy Greeks have won.
Seite 239 - Ah stay not, stay not ! guardless and alone ; Hector ! my lov'd, my dearest, bravest son ! Methinks already I behold thee slain, And stretch'd beneath that fury of the plain. Implacable Achilles ! might'st thou be To all the gods no dearer than to me ! Thee, vultures wild should scatter round the shore, And bloody dogs grow fiercer from thy gore. How many valiant sons I late enjoy'd, Valiant in vain ! by thy curst arm destroy'd : Or, worse than slaughter'd, sold in distant isles To shameful bondage,...
Seite 263 - Bends o'er the' extended body of the dead. Patroclus decent on the' appointed ground They place, and heap the silvan pile around. But great Achilles stands apart in prayer, And from his head divides the yellow hair ; Those curling locks which from his youth he vow'd , And sacred grew, to Sperchius...
Seite 178 - With sweeping stroke the mowers strow the lands ; The gatherers follow, and collect in bands ; And last the children, in whose arms are borne (Too short to gripe them) the brown sheaves of corn. The rustic monarch of the field descries, With silent glee, the heaps around him rise.
Seite 117 - Forsake, inglorious, the contended plain ; This hand, unaided, shall the war sustain : The task be mine, this hero's strength to try, Who mows whole troops, and makes an army fly.
Seite 248 - Such pacts as lambs and rabid wolves combine, Such leagues as men and furious lions join, To such I call the gods ! one constant state Of lasting rancour and eternal hate...