Specimens of the Poets and Poetry of Greece and RomeWilliam Peter Carey and Hart, 1847 - 530 Seiten |
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... bring , And still thy priestly pride provoke thy king ? For this are Phoebus ' oracles explored , To teach the Greeks to murmur at their lord ? For this with falsehoods is my honour stain'd , Is heaven offended , and a priest profaned ...
... bring , And still thy priestly pride provoke thy king ? For this are Phoebus ' oracles explored , To teach the Greeks to murmur at their lord ? For this with falsehoods is my honour stain'd , Is heaven offended , and a priest profaned ...
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... bring ; Conduct my captive to the haughty king . But witness , heralds , and proclaim my vow ; Witness to gods above , and men below ! But first , and loudest , to your prince declare , That lawless tyrant , whose commands you bear ...
... bring ; Conduct my captive to the haughty king . But witness , heralds , and proclaim my vow ; Witness to gods above , and men below ! But first , and loudest , to your prince declare , That lawless tyrant , whose commands you bear ...
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... bring The Greeks to know the curse of such a king : Let Agamemnon lift his haughty head , O'er all his wide dominion of the dead , And mourn in blood , that e'er he durst disgrace The boldest warrior of the Grecian race . Unhappy son ...
... bring The Greeks to know the curse of such a king : Let Agamemnon lift his haughty head , O'er all his wide dominion of the dead , And mourn in blood , that e'er he durst disgrace The boldest warrior of the Grecian race . Unhappy son ...
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... bring , Nor let those lips profane the name of king . For our return we trust to heavenly powers ; Be that their care ; to fight like men be ours . But grant the host with wealth their general load , With words like these , the troops ...
... bring , Nor let those lips profane the name of king . For our return we trust to heavenly powers ; Be that their care ; to fight like men be ours . But grant the host with wealth their general load , With words like these , the troops ...
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... bring , The people one , and one supplies the king . Then fir'd by all the muse , aloud he sings The mighty deeds of demigods and kings : From that fierce wrath the noble song arose , That made Ulysses and Achilles foes : How o'er the ...
... bring , The people one , and one supplies the king . Then fir'd by all the muse , aloud he sings The mighty deeds of demigods and kings : From that fierce wrath the noble song arose , That made Ulysses and Achilles foes : How o'er the ...
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Achilles Adic Admetus Agamemnon Ajax Antistrophe arms Athens Atrides bear behold beneath Bleps blest blood breath brow Chor CHORUS Chrem Cleon Clytemnestra coursers Creon dark daughter dead death deeds deep Demus didst divine doom dost thou dread e'en earth Edipus Eteocles eyes fair fame fate father fear friends glory goddess gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks grief hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hecuba honour host Iphigeneia Jove Jove's king Laius land light lord mighty monarch mortal ne'er night numbers o'er Patroclus Peleus Phei Plut Plutus poets Polybus Polynices race rage rock round sacred shalt shore sire sorrow soul speak Streps sweet tears tell Thebes thee Theseus thine thou art thou hast thunder Tiresias toil tomb Troy Ulysses voice wave wife wild wine words wretched youth
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Seite 269 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Seite 9 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
Seite 137 - THIS is true liberty, when freeborn men, Having to advise the public, may speak free ; Which he who can, and will, deserves high praise ; Who neither can, nor will, may hold his peace ; What can be juster in a state than this ? FROM HORACE.
Seite 512 - To-morrow you will live, you always cry; In what far country does this morrow lie, That 'tis so mighty long ere it arrive? Beyond the Indies does this morrow live? Tis so far-fetched, this morrow, that I fear Twill be both very old and very dear. To-morrow I will live, the fool does say; To-day itselfs too late, the wise lived yesterday.
Seite 220 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer' day, White smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Seite 25 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
Seite 10 - O thou ! whose glory fills the ethereal throne, And all ye deathless powers ! protect my son ! Grant him, like me, to purchase just renown, To guard the Trojans, to defend the crown, Against his country's foes the war to wage, And rise the Hector of the future age ! So when triumphant from successful toils, Of heroes slain he bears the reeking spoils, Whole hosts may hail him with deserved acclaim, And say, this chief transcends his father's fame ; While pleased amidst the general shouts of Troy,...
Seite 442 - Torn from his subjects, and his son's embrace, First let him see his friends in battle slain, And their untimely fate lament in vain : Arid when at length the cruel war shall cease, On hard conditions may he buy his peace ; Nor let him then enjoy supreme command But fall untimely by some hostile hand, And lie unburied in the common sand.
Seite 10 - Thus having spoke, the illustrious chief of Troy Stretch'd his fond arms to clasp the lovely boy. The babe clung crying to his nurse's breast, Scar'd at the dazzling helm, and nodding crest.
Seite 466 - Before great Agamemnon reign'd, Reign'd kings as great as he, and brave, Whose huge ambition's now contain'd In the small compass of a grave: In endless night they sleep, unwept, unknown : No bard had they to make all time their own.