The Lusiad: Or, The Discovery of India: an Epic Poem, Band 3

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Lackington, Allen, and Company, 1809

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Seite 232 - O'Brien, I saw an old woman, which was his foster-mother, take up his head whilst he was quartered and suck up all the blood that ran thereout, saying that the earth was not worthy to drink it, and therewith also steeped her face and breast and tore her hair, crying out and shrieking most terribly.
Seite 140 - Yet innocence, and virgin modesty, Her virtue, and the conscience of her worth, That would be wooed, and not unsought be won...
Seite 170 - And thou, my muse, 0 fairest of the train, Calliope, inspire my closing strain. No more the summer of my life remains, My autumn's lengthening evenings chill my veins ; Down the bleak stream of years by woes on woes Wing'd on, I hasten to the tomb's repose, The port whose deep dark bottom shall detain My anchor never to be weigh'd again, Never on other sea of life to steer The human course...
Seite 251 - Awed by thy frown ev'n now old Atlas bends His hoary head, and Ampeluza's fields Expect thy sounding steeds and rattling shields. And shall these deeds unsung, unknown, expire ? Oh, would thy smiles relume my fainting ire ! I then inspired, the wondering world should see Great Ammon's warlike son revived in thec ; Revived, unenvied of the Muse's flame That o'er the world resounds Pelides
Seite 30 - The patriarch Brahmin (soft and slow he rose), Advancing now, to lordly GAMA bows, And leads him to the throne ; in silent state The monarch's nod assigns the captain's seat ; The Lusian train in humbler distance stand : Silent, the monarch eyes the foreign band With awful mien ; when valiant GAMA broke The solemn pause, and thus majestic spoke : — " From where the crimson sun of...
Seite 237 - By night like rolling waves the sheets of fire Blaze o'er the seas, and high to heaven aspire. For Lusian hands here blooms the fragrant clove, But Lusian blood shall sprinkle every grove. The golden birds that ever sail the skies, Here to the sun display their shining dyes, Each want supplied, on air they ever soar ; The ground they touch not till they breathe no more.
Seite 132 - The myrtle bowers beloved of beauty's queen. To Jove the oak his wide-spread branches rears ; And high to heaven the. fragrant cedar bears ; Where through the glades appear the cavern'd rocks, The lofty pine-tree waves her sable locks ; Sacred to Cybele the whispering pine Loves the wild grottoes where the white cliffs shine...
Seite 24 - Chimaera's conquest was enjoin'd; A mingled monster of no mortal kind! Behind, a dragon's fiery tail was spread; A goat's rough body bore a lion's head; Her pitchy nostrils flaky flames expire; Her gaping throat emits infernal fire. "This pest...
Seite 251 - The statesman-prelate to his vows confine, Alone auspicious at the holy shrine; The priest, in whose meek heart Heaven pours its fires, Alone to Heaven, not earth's vain pomp, aspires. Nor let the Muse, great king, on Tago's shore, In dying notes the barbarous age deplore.
Seite 128 - O'er the green bosom of the dewy lawn Soft blazing flow'd the silver of the dawn, The gentle waves the glowing lustre share, Arabia's balm was sprinkled o'er the air. Before the fleet, to catch the heroes...

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