The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... mortal might ! Him young Thoösa bore ( the bright increase Of Phorcys , dreaded in the sounds and seas ) , Whom Neptune eyed with bloom of beauty bless'd , And in his cave the yielding nymph compress'd . For this , the god constrains ...
... mortal might ! Him young Thoösa bore ( the bright increase Of Phorcys , dreaded in the sounds and seas ) , Whom Neptune eyed with bloom of beauty bless'd , And in his cave the yielding nymph compress'd . For this , the god constrains ...
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... mortal eye . anger , Then first he recognized the ' etherial guest : Wonder and joy alternate fire his breast ; Heroic thoughts , infused , his heart dilate : Revolving much his father's doubtful fate , At length , composed , he joined ...
... mortal eye . anger , Then first he recognized the ' etherial guest : Wonder and joy alternate fire his breast ; Heroic thoughts , infused , his heart dilate : Revolving much his father's doubtful fate , At length , composed , he joined ...
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... needy peasant would ye leave , Whom Heaven denies the blessing to relieve ? Me would you leave , who boast imperial sway , When beds of royal state invite your stay ? No - long as life this mortal shall inspire , B. III . 79 THE ODYSSEY .
... needy peasant would ye leave , Whom Heaven denies the blessing to relieve ? Me would you leave , who boast imperial sway , When beds of royal state invite your stay ? No - long as life this mortal shall inspire , B. III . 79 THE ODYSSEY .
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Including Translations ... British poets. No - long as life this mortal shall inspire , Or as my children imitate their sire , Here shall the wandering stranger find his home , And hospitable rites adorn the dome . ' [ plies ) Well hast ...
Including Translations ... British poets. No - long as life this mortal shall inspire , Or as my children imitate their sire , Here shall the wandering stranger find his home , And hospitable rites adorn the dome . ' [ plies ) Well hast ...
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... mortal guest . Let one , dispatchful , bid some swain to lead A wellfed bullock from the grassy mead ; One seek the harbour where the vessels moor , And bring thy friends , Telemachus ! ashore ; ( Leave only two the galley to attend ) ...
... mortal guest . Let one , dispatchful , bid some swain to lead A wellfed bullock from the grassy mead ; One seek the harbour where the vessels moor , And bring thy friends , Telemachus ! ashore ; ( Leave only two the galley to attend ) ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Achilles address'd Agamemnon Alcinous Anticlea arms Atrides attend beneath bless'd bowl breast Calypso coast command coursers cried crown'd Cyclops death deep descends dire divine dome dreadful E'en Eteoneus Eurylochus Eurymachus eyes fable fair falchion fame fate father feast flies gales goddess gods grace grief guest hand haste Heaven hero honours Icarius Iliad isle Ithaca Jove king labours land Laodamas maid mind monarch mortal Nausicaa Neleus Neptune Nestor night nymph o'er oars palace Pallas pass'd Phæacian Pisistratus plain poem poet press'd prince Pylian Pylos queen race rage realms replies rest rise rites roar rock roll'd round royal sacred sails shade shining ship sire skies soft sorrows soul Sparta spoke stern stranger suitors Swift Taphian tears Telemachus tempest thee thou throne toils toss'd touch'd train Troy Ulysses vessel wandering watery waves winds wine wise woes wretched youth
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Página 151 - Tis ours this son of sorrow to relieve, Cheer the sad heart, nor let affliction grieve. By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
Página 251 - Talk not of ruling, in this dolorous gloom, Nor think vain words (he cried) can ease my doom. Rather I 'd choose laboriously to bear A weight of woes, and breathe the vital air, A slave to some poor hind that toils for bread, Than reign the sceptred monarch of the dead.
Página 202 - I then approach'd him reeking with their gore, And held the brimming goblet foaming o'er : " Cyclop! since human flesh has been thy feast, Now drain this goblet, potent to digest: Know hence what treasures in our ship we lost, And what rich liquors other climates boast.
Página 124 - THE saffron Morn, with early blushes spread, Now rose refulgent from Tithonus' bed ; With new-born day to gladden mortal sight, And gild the courts of Heaven with sacred light...
Página 238 - If this the gods prepare, What Heaven ordains the wise with courage bear. But say, why yonder on the lonely strands, Unmindful of her son, Anticlea stands? Why to the ground she bends her downcast eye? Why is she silent, while her son is nigh? The latent cause, O sacred seer, reveal!' '"Nor this (replies the seer) will I conceal.
Página 266 - Dire Scylla there a scene of horror forms, And here Charybdis fills the deep with storms. When the tide rushes from her rumbling caves, The rough rock roars ; tumultuous boil the waves, Boisterous and gentle sounds.
Página 318 - O thou ! that dost thy happy course prepare With pure libations, and with solemn prayer ; By that dread power to whom thy vows are paid ; By all the lives of these ; thy own dear head ; Declare, sincerely to no foe's demand, Thy name, thy lineage, and paternal land.
Página 85 - Diocleus' stately seat (Of Alpheus' race), the weary youths retreat. His house affords the hospitable rite, And pleased they sleep (the blessing of the night). But when Aurora, daughter of the dawn, With rosy lustre purpled o'er the lawn, Again they mount, their journey to renew, And from the sounding portico they flew.
Página 214 - Within a long recess a bay there lies, Edged round with cliffs high pointing to the skies, The jutting shores that swell on either side Contract its mouth, and break the rushing tide. Our eager sailors seize the fair retreat, And bound within the port their crowded fleet ; For here retired the sinking billows sleep, And smiling calmness silvered o'er the deep.
Página 184 - And if (he cried) my words affect thy mind, Far from thy mind those words, ye whirlwinds, bear, And scatter them, ye storms, in empty air! Crown, O ye heavens, with joy his peaceful hours, And grant him to his spouse, and native shores.