The Birds: From the Text of Dindorf, with Notes, Partly Original, Partly Taken from the Scholia and Various Commentators

B. Fellowes, 1834 - 165 Seiten

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Seite 32 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Seite 40 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Seite 63 - The herald, who had been dispatched to the lower world, returns with an account that all Athens was gone bird-mad ; that it was grown a fashion to imitate them in their names and manners; and that shortly they might expect to see a whole convoy arrive, in order to settle among them. The chorus run to fetch a vast cargo of feathers and wings to equip their new citizens, when they come.
Seite 54 - public hosts," in several cities of Greece, with whom they were connected by the ties of hospitality, and in whose houses they were lodged and entertained, so cities themselves had a like connexion with each other ; and there were public...
Seite 48 - Epigram is to be corrected ; for it is faulty in Tzetzes. Indeed, it is not expressed here what sort of victories they were ; so that possibly there might be some of them obtained by his Tragedies, if that be true which Suidas tells us, that Simonides made Tragedies. But I rather believe that he won them all by his Dithyrambs with the Cyclian Choruses...
Seite 32 - At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft...
Seite 85 - Blow, wind, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow! You cataracts, and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the cocks ! You sulphurous and thought-executing fires, Vaunt couriers to oak-cleaving thunder-bolts, Singe my white head ! And thou, all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o...
Seite 75 - A»«J«j, ie the ascent. Upon the fourteenth the festival began, and lasted till the seventeenth. Upon the sixteenth they kept a fast, sitting upon the ground, in token of humiliation ; whence the day was called Niiru'*, ie a fast.

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