The Thebaid of Statius, Volumen1Printed at the Clarendon Press, 1767 |
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... Caufe , I now prepare Two Sons , whose rising Merits claim thy Care ; 90 And , too impatient of the vital Light , Forc'd from these ftreaming Orbs the Balls of Sight : Attend , and aid the Vengeance I request ; If worthy thee , and what ...
... Caufe , I now prepare Two Sons , whose rising Merits claim thy Care ; 90 And , too impatient of the vital Light , Forc'd from these ftreaming Orbs the Balls of Sight : Attend , and aid the Vengeance I request ; If worthy thee , and what ...
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... caufe his Father's Death ! 315 Then ftain the Womb , from whence he drew his Breath- Yet th ' angry Pow'rs he fatisfies with Groans , And Gloom eternal for his Sins atones . No more he breathes at large our upper Air , 325 But feeds the ...
... caufe his Father's Death ! 315 Then ftain the Womb , from whence he drew his Breath- Yet th ' angry Pow'rs he fatisfies with Groans , And Gloom eternal for his Sins atones . No more he breathes at large our upper Air , 325 But feeds the ...
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... Caufe was this decreed , Nor are the Gods , unconscious of the Deed . Perhaps , when Length of Time has feal'd the Vow , And your firm Hearts with holy Friendship glow , With Joy you may review the bloody Fray , Nor blush to trace this ...
... Caufe was this decreed , Nor are the Gods , unconscious of the Deed . Perhaps , when Length of Time has feal'd the Vow , And your firm Hearts with holy Friendship glow , With Joy you may review the bloody Fray , Nor blush to trace this ...
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... Caufe , nor let me ftill complain Of lying Oracles , and Omens vain . So fhall our Sons renew thefe Rites divine For Ages hence at this thy honour'd Shrine , 690 695 And And while the Priests thy facred Name invoke , Black BOOK Í ...
... Caufe , nor let me ftill complain Of lying Oracles , and Omens vain . So fhall our Sons renew thefe Rites divine For Ages hence at this thy honour'd Shrine , 690 695 And And while the Priests thy facred Name invoke , Black BOOK Í ...
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... Caufe of all , And fuffer , rather than my Country fall ; Unless you view with Joy our defert Town , And fun'ral Flames , unrivall'd by your own . 895 But why do I the fatal Dart arrest , And torture with Sufpenfe each Matron's Breast ...
... Caufe of all , And fuffer , rather than my Country fall ; Unless you view with Joy our defert Town , And fun'ral Flames , unrivall'd by your own . 895 But why do I the fatal Dart arrest , And torture with Sufpenfe each Matron's Breast ...
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Adraftus Æneid againſt Amphiaraus Argive Argos Arms Bacchus beneath Blood Book Breaſt Breath Cadmus Capaneus Caufe Cauſe Chief Compariſon Courfers Courſe Creon Dart Death defcends Defcription Eneid erft Eteocles ev'ry Eyes facred faid Fame Fate fays Fear feeks feems feen fhall fhines fhould Fight firft firſt flain Flames fome foon ftands ftern ftill fuch fudden Fury Gods Grecian Grief Groans Hand Heav'n Hero himſelf Hippomedon Hoft hoftile Homer Honours Iliad Jove juft Jupiter King Lactantius laft Laius laſt lefs loft Love Lucan Mars moſt muſt Night o'er obferved Paffage Parthenopeus Phabus Phlegyas Plain Poet Polynices Pow'r Praiſe prefent purſue Rage Reft Reign rife Rites ruſh ſcarce Shade ſhall ſhe Sifter Sire Skies Spear ſtand Statius Steeds ſtood Styx THEBAID Theban Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou Thracian thro Toils Tydeus Verfe Virgil Warrior whofe whoſe Woes Wound Wrath Youth
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Página 345 - For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost. Clouds of affection from our younger eyes Conceal that emptiness which age descries. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Página 477 - And Jonathan stripped himself of the robe that was upon him, and gave it to David, and his garments, even to his sword, and to his bow, and to his girdle.
Página 304 - Of his own car, the ruined house that falls And intercepts her lord betwixt the walls; The whole division that to Mars pertains, All trades of death that deal in steel for gains, Were there: the butcher, armourer, and smith, Who forges sharpened fauchions, or the scythe. The scarlet conquest on a tower was placed, With shouts and soldiers' acclamations graced; A pointed sword hung threatening o'er his head, Sustained but by a slender twine of thread.
Página 19 - At once on the eastern cliff of Paradise He lights; and to his proper shape returns A seraph wing'd : six wings he wore, to shade His lineaments divine ; the pair that clad Each shoulder, broad, came mantling o'er his breast With regal ornament ; the middle pair Girt like a starry zone his waist, and round Skirted his loins and thighs with downy gold, And colours dipt in heaven; the third his feet Shadow'd from either heel with feather'd mail, Sky-tinctured grain. Like Maia's son he stood, And shook...
Página 357 - Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage. Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls Her wat'ry labyrinth, whereof who drinks Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
Página 357 - Abhorred Styx, the flood of deadly hate; Sad Acheron, of sorrow, black and deep; Cocytus, named of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon, Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.
Página 500 - Soldan su l'elmo orrido e grande serpe che si dilunga e il collo snoda, su le zampe s'inalza e l'ali spande e piega in arco la forcuta coda. Par che tre lingue vibri e che fuor mande livida spuma, e che 'l suo fischio s'oda.
Página 249 - Aspen good for staves, the Cypress funeral. The Laurel, meed of mighty conquerors And poets sage, the Fir that weepeth still, The Willow, worn of forlorn paramours, The Yew obedient to the bender's will, The Birch for shafts, the Sallow for the mill, The Myrrh sweet bleeding in the bitter wound, The warlike Beech, the Ash for nothing ill, The fruitful Olive, and the Plantain round, The carver Holme, the Maple seldom inward sound...
Página 256 - And hissing flames receive, and hungry lick the food. Then thrice the mounted squadrons ride around The fire, and Arcite's name they thrice resound: Hail, and farewell!
Página 249 - The laurel, meed of mighty conquerors And poets sage; the fir that weepeth still; The willow, worn of forlorn paramours; The yew, obedient to the bender's will; The birch for shafts; the sallow for the mill; The...