Cato. Dialogue on medals. Essay on Virgil's Georgies. Poemata. Poems on several occasions. Rosamond; an opera. Story of Salmacis and HermaphroditusT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 41
עמוד 4
... streams ; Of those rich fruits that on the fertile mould Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How some in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a second life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus ...
... streams ; Of those rich fruits that on the fertile mould Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How some in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a second life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus ...
עמוד 12
... streams of blood , On every guilty plain , and purple flood , Thy arms have made , and cease an impious war , Nor waste the lives entrusted to thy care . Or if no milder thought can calm thy mind , Behold the great avenger of mankind ...
... streams of blood , On every guilty plain , and purple flood , Thy arms have made , and cease an impious war , Nor waste the lives entrusted to thy care . Or if no milder thought can calm thy mind , Behold the great avenger of mankind ...
עמוד 13
... streams of fire the air they streak , And hurl destruction round ' em where they break ; The skies with long ascending flames are bright , And all the sea reflects a quivering light . Thus Ætna , when in fierce eruptions broke , Fills ...
... streams of fire the air they streak , And hurl destruction round ' em where they break ; The skies with long ascending flames are bright , And all the sea reflects a quivering light . Thus Ætna , when in fierce eruptions broke , Fills ...
עמוד 16
... streams , and fountain's edg'd with moss , And shallow rills run trickling through the grass ; Let branching olives o'er the fountain grow , Or palms shoot up , and shade the streams below ; That when the youth , led by their princes ...
... streams , and fountain's edg'd with moss , And shallow rills run trickling through the grass ; Let branching olives o'er the fountain grow , Or palms shoot up , and shade the streams below ; That when the youth , led by their princes ...
עמוד 17
... streams of light , The bees thro ' woods and forests take their flight . They rifle ev'ry flow'r , and lightly skim The chrystal brook , and sip the running stream ; And thus they feed their young with strange delight , And knead the ...
... streams of light , The bees thro ' woods and forests take their flight . They rifle ev'ry flow'r , and lightly skim The chrystal brook , and sip the running stream ; And thus they feed their young with strange delight , And knead the ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Addison ancient Antoninus Pius appear arms atque beauty behold blest blood breast bright Cæsar Cato Cato's charms Claudian Commodus CREECH death DECIUS DRYDEN emperor ev'ry eyes fancy fate father fear figure fire flame friends Georgic give goddess gods grace GRIDELINE grief hand head heart heaven Hesiod honour immortal Jove joys JUBA Julius Cæsar KING look LUCIA LUCIUS maid MARCIA Marcus medals mighty muse nature numbers Numidian nunc nymph o'er old coins Ovid passion Pentheus Pharsalia poem poetry poets PORTIUS prince quæ QUEEN rage rise Roman Roman senate Rome ROSAMOND round S. C. Reverse says Cynthio says Eugenius says Philander SCENE SEMPRONIUS shade shine sight Silius Italicus SIR TRUSTY skies soul stand sword SYPHAX tears tell thee thou thought thunder tibi toils Trajan turn verse view'd VIRG Virgil virtue Whilst winds youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד xxi - Or dost thou warn poor mortals left behind, A task well suited to thy gentle mind ? Oh! if sometimes thy spotless form descend, To me, thy aid, thou guardian genius, lend! When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart, Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more.
עמוד 43 - Profuse of bliss, and pregnant with delight! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign, And smiling plenty leads thy wanton train; Eas'd of her load, subjection grows more light, And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight: Thou mak'st the gloomy face of nature gay, Giv'st beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day.
עמוד 221 - Tis not in mortals to command success, But well do more, Sempronius; we'll deserve it.
עמוד 45 - I bridle in my struggling Muse with pain, That longs to launch into a nobler strain.
עמוד 183 - For, wit lying most in the assemblage of ideas, and putting those together with quickness and variety wherein can be found any resemblance or congruity, thereby to make up pleasant pictures and agreeable visions in the fancy...
עמוד xix - Can I forget the dismal night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave? How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings!
עמוד 287 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
עמוד 367 - The man resolved and steady to his trust, Inflexible to ill, and obstinately just, May the rude rabble's insolence despise, Their senseless clamours and tumultuous cries , The tyrant's fierceness he beguiles, And the stern brow, and the harsh voice defies, And with superior greatness smiles.
עמוד 304 - Th' assembled deities survey'd. Great Pan, who wont to chase the fair, And lov'd the spreading oak, was there ; Old Saturn too, with upcast eyes, Beheld his abdicated skies ; And mighty Mars, for war renown'd, In adamantine armour frown'd ; By him the childless goddess rose, Minerva, studious to compose Her twisted threads ; the web she strung. And o'er a loom of marble hung : Thetis, the troubled ocean's queen Match'd with a mortal, next was seen, Reclining on a funeral urn, Her short-liv'd darling...
עמוד 289 - And, in the anguish of my heart beseech you To quit the dreadful purpose of your soul ! CATO. Thou hast been ever good and dutiful. [Embracing him.