The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, כרך 61804 |
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עמוד 17
... Trojan plain , What fpoils , what conquests , fhall Atrides gain ? To this the king : Fly , mighty warriour ! fly , 225 Thy aid we need not , and thy threats defy . There want not chiefs in fuch a caufe to fight , And Jove himself shall ...
... Trojan plain , What fpoils , what conquests , fhall Atrides gain ? To this the king : Fly , mighty warriour ! fly , 225 Thy aid we need not , and thy threats defy . There want not chiefs in fuch a caufe to fight , And Jove himself shall ...
עמוד 21
... Trojan arms ? 675 To this the Thunderer ; Seek not thou to find The facred counfels of Almighty mind : involv'd in dark nefs lies the great decree , Nor can the depths of fate be pierc'd by thee . What fits thy knowledge , thou the ...
... Trojan arms ? 675 To this the Thunderer ; Seek not thou to find The facred counfels of Almighty mind : involv'd in dark nefs lies the great decree , Nor can the depths of fate be pierc'd by thee . What fits thy knowledge , thou the ...
עמוד 24
... Trojan flave to pour the wine . 160 But other forces have our hopes o'erthrown , And Troy prevails by armies not her own . Now nine long years of mighty Jove are run , Since firft the labours of this war begun : Our cordage torn , decay ...
... Trojan flave to pour the wine . 160 But other forces have our hopes o'erthrown , And Troy prevails by armies not her own . Now nine long years of mighty Jove are run , Since firft the labours of this war begun : Our cordage torn , decay ...
עמוד 27
... Trojan wall Muft shake , and heavy will the vengeance fall ! But now , ye warriours , take a short repast : And , well - refresh'd , to bloody conflict hatte . His tharpen'd fpear let every Grecian wield , And every Grecian fix his ...
... Trojan wall Muft shake , and heavy will the vengeance fall ! But now , ye warriours , take a short repast : And , well - refresh'd , to bloody conflict hatte . His tharpen'd fpear let every Grecian wield , And every Grecian fix his ...
עמוד 29
... Trojan shore , 810 Nireus , whom Agläe to Charopus bore , Nireus , in faultlefs fhape and blooming grace , The loveliest yout of all the Grecian race ; Pelides only match'd his early charms ; But few his troops , and small his ftrength ...
... Trojan shore , 810 Nireus , whom Agläe to Charopus bore , Nireus , in faultlefs fhape and blooming grace , The loveliest yout of all the Grecian race ; Pelides only match'd his early charms ; But few his troops , and small his ftrength ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Achilles Ajax Alcinous Antilochus arms Atrides bleft bold brave breaft caft caufe chief courfers crown'd death defcends divine dreadful duft Eurymachus Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fatire feas fenfe fhade fhall fhining fhips fhore fhould fide field fierce fight filver fire firft fkies flain flame fleep flies foft fome forrows foul fpear fpoke fpread ftand ftill ftream fuch fure glory Goddefs Gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks hand heart Heaven Hector hero himſelf hoft honours Ilion Jove juft king laft lefs loft lord Lycian mighty Mufe muft numbers nymph o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus plain praife prefent Priam prince queen race rage reft rife rofe round ſhall ſhore ſkies ſtand ſtate tears Telemachus thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thunder toils trembling Trojan Troy Ulyffes vafe whofe wife woes wound youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 319 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
עמוד 372 - Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err...
עמוד 56 - 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.
עמוד 3 - How fertile will that imagination appear which was able to clothe all the properties of elements, the qualifications of the mind, the virtues and vices, in forms and persons, and to introduce them into actions agreeable to the nature of the things they shadowed?
עמוד 312 - And lonely woodcocks haunt the watery glade. He lifts the tube, and levels with his eye ; Straight a short thunder breaks the frozen sky : Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, The clamorous lapwings feel the leaden death : Oft, as the mounting larks their notes prepare, They fall, and leave their little lives in air.
עמוד 381 - Pursues that chain which links th' immense design, Joins heaven and earth, and mortal and divine ; Sees that no being any bliss can know, But touches some above and some below ; Learns from this union of the rising whole The first, last purpose of the human soul ; And knows where faith, law, morals, all began, All end, in love of God and love of man.
עמוד 399 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
עמוד 318 - Music resembles poetry; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach. If, where the rules not far enough extend, (Since rules were made but to promote their end) Some lucky licence answer to the full Th' intent propos'd, that licence is a rule.
עמוד 469 - As Fancy opens the quick springs of Sense, We ply the Memory, we load the brain, Bind rebel Wit, and double chain on chain; Confine the thought, to exercise the breath; And keep them in the pale of Words till death.
עמוד 398 - What ? arm'd for virtue when I point the pen, Brand the bold front of shameless guilty men, Dash the proud gamester in his gilded car, Bare the mean heart that lurks beneath a star ; Can there be wanting, to defend her cause, Lights of the church, or guardians of the laws ? Could pension'd Boileau lash in honest strain Flatterers and bigots e'en in Louis...