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The Works of the English Poets. with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, by ...
English Poets,Samuel Johnson
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Achilles Æneas Ajax Antilochus arms Atrides Automedon band battle Behold beneath blaze blood bofom bold brave breast breath chariot chief chiess clouds coursers dart dead death Deiphobus descends divine dreadsul dust Euphorbus Ev'n eyes facred faid fall fame fate fide field fierce fight filver fink fire flain flame flew flies foft fome force forrows foul glory god-like Goddess Gods gore Grecian Greece Greeks groan hand heaps heart Heaven Hector hero honours host Idomeneus ILIAD Ilion immortal javelin Jove Jove's king lance lise lov'd Lycian Merion mortal mournsul Neptune o'er panting Patroclus Peleus Pelides Phœbus pierc'd plain Polydamas Priam prize race rage refound rifing round Scamander sear seet shade shield shore skies slain spear spoke stands steeds stern stood stretch'd surious sury swift tears terrours Teucer thee Thetis thou thunder trembling Trojan Troy urg'd walls warriour wound youth
Página 4 - This having reach'd, his brass-hoof'd steeds he reins, Fleet as the winds, and deck'd with golden manes. Refulgent arms his mighty limbs infold, Immortal arms of adamant and gold. He mounts the car, the golden scourge applies, He sits superior, and the chariot flies : His whirling wheels the glassy surface sweep ; The...
Página 271 - Shall he whose vengeance forms The forky bolt, and blackens heaven with storms, Shall he prolong one Trojan's forfeit breath ? A man, a mortal, pre-ordain'd to death ! And will no murmurs fill the courts above ? No gods indignant blame their partial Jove)' ' Go then (return'd the sire) without delay, Exert thy will : I give the fates their way.
Página 232 - And stretch'd the servant o'er his dying lord. As when a flame the winding valley fills, And runs on crackling shrubs between the hills; Then o'er the stubble up the mountain flies, Fires the high woods, and blazes to the skies, This way, and that, the spreading torrent roars : So sweeps the hero through the wasted shores...
Página 347 - Nineteen one mother bore — Dead, all are dead! How oft, alas ! has wretched Priam bled ! Still one was left, their loss to recompense; His father's hope, his country's last defence.
Página 336 - Lo! the sad father, frantic with his pain, Around him furious drives his menial train: In vain each slave with duteous care attends, Each office hurts him, and each face offends. "What make ye here, officious crowds!
Página 141 - ... plains, And give Achilles all that yet remains Of his and our Patroclus—" This, no more The time allow'd: Troy thicken'd on the shore.
Página 220 - In hope the realms of Priam to enjoy, And prove his merits to the throne of Troy? Grant that beneath thy lance Achilles dies, The partial monarch may refuse the prize; Sons he has many; those thy pride may quell: And 'tis his fault to love those sons too well.
Página 274 - Nor oath nor pact Achilles plights with thee : Such pacts as lambs and rabid wolves combine, Such leagues as men and furious lions join, To such I...
Página 326 - Helen, with the solemnities of the funeral. The time of twelve days is employed in this book, while the body of Hector lies in the tent of Achilles. And as many more are spent in the truce allowed for his interment. The scene is partly in Achilles