 | 1770 - 268 דפים
...imperial Troy ! muft bend, And fee thy warrioors fail, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the fhore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
 | Homerus, William Holwell - 1776 - 392 דפים
...imperial Troy ! muft bend, And fee thy warriours fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire .prefag? fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind^ Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, . . Not all my brothers gafping on the fhore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs... | |
 | John Walter - 1785 - 258 דפים
...imperial Troy !— muft bend ; Muft fee thy warriors fall ; thy glories end. And, yet, no dire preface fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers galping on the fhore,. As thine, Andromache!- — Thy griefs... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1785 - 568 דפים
...thou, imperial Troy ! mufl bend, And fee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind ; Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the more ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
 | William Scott - 1789 - 416 דפים
...! — muft bend, Muft fee thy warriours fall, thy glories end. And, yet, no dire prefage fb wonnds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers galping on the fhore, As thine, Andromache ! — Thy griefs... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 902 דפים
...imperial Troy ! mud bend, / And tee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the more ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 1104 דפים
...thou, imperial Troy ! mud bend, And fee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no-dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs deul'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the fliore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
 | John Dickinson - 1801 - 450 דפים
...end — ".f f The remainder of this speech of Hectar to Andromacbi, consists of these line* : — " And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, " My mother's...As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread : " I see thec trembling, weeping, captive led ! " In Argive looms our battles to design, " And woes, of which... | |
 | John Dickinson - 1801 - 650 דפים
...And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, " My mother.s death, the ruin of my kind, " Not Priam.s hoary hairs defiled with gore, " Not all my brothers...As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread : " I see thec trembling, weeping, captive led! <' In Argive looms our battles to design, • f " And woes, of... | |
 | 1802 - 436 דפים
...: (flow my heart trembles luliik my tongue relate* /} The day when thou, imperial Troy ! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet...mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam'* hoary hairs, dejiVd -with gore, Nut all my brothers, gasping on the shore, As thine, Andromache... | |
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My soul impels me to the' embattled plains ; Let me be foremost to defend the throne, And guard my father's glories and my own. ' Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates; (How my heart trembles while my tongue relates !) The day when thou, imperial... 
