 | John Dryden - 1909 - 1112 דפים
...to the God of War. Above his arms, fix'd on the leafless wood, Appear'd his plumy crest, besmear'd with blood: His brazen buckler on the left was seen;...was plac'd his corslet, bor'd; And to the neck was tied his unavailing sword. A crowd of chiefs inclose the godlike man, Who thus, conspicuous in the... | |
 | Virgil - 1909 - 454 דפים
...to the God of War. Above his arms, fix'd on the leafless wood, Appear'd his plumy crest, besmear'd with blood: His brazen buckler on the left was seen;...shiver'd lances hung between; And on the right was placed his corslet, bor'd ; And to the neck was tied his unavailing sword. A crowd of chiefs inclose... | |
 | Virgil - 1909 - 454 דפים
...to the God of War. Above his arms, fix'd on the leafless wood, Appear'd his plumy crest, besmear'd with blood: His brazen buckler on the left was seen;...shiver'd lances hung between; And on the right was placed his corslet, bor'd ; And to the neck was tied his unavailing sword. A crowd of chiefs inclose... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1914 - 518 דפים
...Appear'd his plumy crest, besmear'd with blood ; His brazen buckler on the left was seen ; Trunchions of shiver'd lances hung between : And on the right...On the next Medal you see the Peace that Vespasian Fig. 18. procured the Empire after having happily finished all its wars both at home and abroad. The... | |
 | Virgil - 1997 - 476 דפים
...Appear'd his Plumy Crest, besmeard with Blood; 15 His brazen Buckler on the left was seen; Trunchions of shiver'd Lances hung between: And on the right...bor'd; And to the Neck was ty'd his unavailing Sword. A Crowd of Chiefs inclose the Godlike Man: 20 Who thus, conspicuous in the midst, began. Our Toils,... | |
 | Virgil - 1997 - 434 דפים
...to the god of war. Above his arms, fixed on the leafless wood, Appeared his plumy crest, besmeared with blood. His brazen buckler on the left was seen: Truncheons of shivered lances hung between; And on the right was placed his corselet, bored, And to the neck was... | |
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The coat of arms by proud Mezentius worn, Now on a naked snag in triumph borne, Was hung on high, and glitter'd from afar, A trophy sacred to the God of War. Above his arms, fix'd on the leafless wood, Appear'd his plumy crest, besmear'd with blood... 
