The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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Achilles Alpheus Anacreon ancients Anthologia ANTISTROPHE Apollo Aristagoras Asopichus Augeas Bacchus beauty bestow'd bless'd bliss blooming Boötes bosom bowl breast bright brow Camarina celebrated chariot charms conquerors crown'd Cupid dance dart daughter delight Diagoras Dinomenes divine epigram EPODE Ergoteles eyes fair fame fate flame flowers fragrant Gelo glory gods golden grace Greek hair hand happy heart heaven heavenly Hercules hero Hiero honour honour'd hymn Iliad immortal inspire Isthmian Isthmian games Jove Jove's Jupiter king Locris lyre Madame Dacier maid mortal Muse Nemean Neptune numbers nymph o'er occasion Olympia Olympic crown Olympic games OLYMPIC ODE Orchomenus Ortygia passage Pelops Phoebus Pindar Pisa's plain pleasing poet praise prize Psaumis Pythian race rose sacred Sappho says Scholiast shade shining shore sing smiling song soul steeds strain STROPHE sung sweet tell temple thee Theron thou Thrasybulus Tlepolemus toils Venus verse virtue wave wine wreaths Xenocrates youth
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Seite 274 - Her soul seems to have been made up of love and poetry. She felt the passion in all its warmth, and described it in all its symptoms. She is called by ancient authors the tenth muse ; and by Plutarch is compared to Cacus, the son of Vulcan, who breathed out nothing but flame. I do not know, by the character that is given of her works, whether it is not for the benefit of mankind that they are lost. They were filled with such bewitching tenderness and rapture, that it might have been dangerous to...
Seite 272 - An inconstant lover, called Phaon, occasioned great calamities to this poetical lady. She fell desperately in love with him, and took a voyage into Sicily, in pursuit of him, he having withdrawn himself thither on purpose to avoid her. It was in that island, and on this occasion, she is supposed to have made the Hymn to Venus, with a translation of which I shall present my reader.
Seite 279 - Who, soft-reclining, sits by thee ; His ears thy pleasing talk beguiles, His eyes, thy sweetly dimpled smiles. This, this, alas ! alarmed my breast, And robbed me of my golden rest ; While gazing on thy charms I hung, My voice died faltering on my tongue.
Seite 276 - ... with her works when they were entire. One may see by what is left of them, that she followed nature in all her thoughts, without descending to those little points, conceits, and turns of wit, with which many of our modern lyrics are so miserably infected. Her soul seems to have been made up of love and poetry : she felt the passion in all its warmth, and described it in all its symptoms.
Seite 128 - Olympian king, The thrilling darts of harmony he feels ; And indolently hangs his rapid wing, While gentle sleep his closing eyelid seals ; And o'er his heaving limbs in loose array To every balmy gale the ruffling feathers play.
Seite 72 - But wrapt in error is the human mind, And human bliss is ever insecure : Know we what fortune yet remains behind ? Know we how long the present shall endure ? WIST.
Seite 108 - ... he assigns a reason for that vanity, viz. That the gods have not given to mortal men any certain evidence of their future fortunes, which often happen to be the very reverse both of their hopes and fears.
Seite 168 - By turns her melody repeat. i. 2. 1 see Anacreon smile and sing, His silver tresses breathe perfume ; His cheek displays a second spring Of roses taught by wine to bloom. Away, deceitful cares, away, And let me listen to his lay ; Let me the wanton pomp enjoy, While in smooth dance the light-wing'd Hours Lead round his lyre its patron powers, Kind Laughter and Convivial Joy.
Seite 43 - ANTISTROPHE V. Come on ! thy brightest shafts prepare, And bend, O Muse, thy sounding bow; Say through what paths of liquid air Our arrows shall we throw ? On Agrigentum fix thine eye, Thither let all thy quiver fly. And thou, O Agrigentum, hear, While with religious dread, And taught the laws of...
Seite 40 - STROPHE IV. But in the happy fields of light, Where Phoebus with an equal ray Illuminates the balmy night, And gilds the cloudless day, In peaceful, unmolested joy. The good their smiling hours employ. Them no uneasy wants constrain To vex th...