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Página 305 - 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.
Página 331 - No more — but hasten to thy tasks at home, There guide the spindle, and direct the loom : Me glory summons to the martial scene, The field of combat is the sphere for men. Where heroes war, the foremost place I claim, The first in danger as the first in fame.
Página 12 - It is indeed a desirable thing to be well descended, but the glory belongs to our ancestors.
Página 331 - All sink alike, the fearful and the brave. No more — but hasten to thy tasks at home, There guide the spindle, and direct the loom; Me glory summons to the martial scene, The field of combat is the sphere for men.
Página 306 - Two urns by Jove's high throne have ever stood, The source of evil one, and one of good ; From thence the cup of mortal man he fills, Blessings to these, to those distributes ills ; To most, he mingles both : the wretch decreed To taste the bad, unmix'd, is curst indeed ; Pursued by wrongs, by meagre famine driven, He wanders, outcast both of Earth and Heaven.
Página 330 - ... mountains rise: Troy feels the blast along her shaking walls, Till on the pile the gather*d tempest falls. The structure crackles in the roaring fires, And all the night the plenteous flame aspires. All night Achilles hails Patroclus' soul, With large libations from the golden bowl.
Página 8 - For childhood is a tender thing, and easily wrought into any shape. Yea, and the very souls of children readily receive the impressions of those things that are dropped into them while they are yet but soft; but when they grow older, they will, as all hard things are, be more difficult to be wrought upon. And as soft wax is apt to take the stamp of the seal, so are the minds of children to receive the instructions imprinted on them at that age.
Página 11 - Fellow citizens, why do ye turn and scrape every stone to gather wealth and take so little care of your children to whom one day you must relinquish it all...
Página 469 - Fair in the plan the future palace rose, Where my Ulysses and his race might reign, And portion to his tribes the wide domain. To them my vassals had resign'da soil, With teeming plenty to reward their toil.
Página 323 - Yet shun Achilles! enter yet the wall; And spare thyself, thy father, spare us all! Save thy dear life; or if a soul so brave Neglect that thought, thy dearer glory save. Pity, while yet I live, these silver hairs! While yet thy father feels the woes he bears, Yet cursed with sense!