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... , Whose waving woods o'erhung the deeps below , He fate ; and round him caft his azure eyes , Where Ida's mifty tops confus'dly rife ; S 10 15 20 B 2 Neptune . Below , Below , fair Ilion's glittering fpires were seen , The [ 3 ]
... , Whose waving woods o'erhung the deeps below , He fate ; and round him caft his azure eyes , Where Ida's mifty tops confus'dly rife ; S 10 15 20 B 2 Neptune . Below , Below , fair Ilion's glittering fpires were seen , The [ 3 ]
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... his axle dry . Deep in the liquid regions lies a cave ; Between where Tenedos the furges lave , And rocky Imbrus breaks the rolling wave : 50 45 . There There the great Ruler of the azure round Stopp'd his POPE'S HOMER .
... his axle dry . Deep in the liquid regions lies a cave ; Between where Tenedos the furges lave , And rocky Imbrus breaks the rolling wave : 50 45 . There There the great Ruler of the azure round Stopp'd his POPE'S HOMER .
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Samuel Johnson. There the great Ruler of the azure round Stopp'd his fwift chariot , and his steeds unbound , Fed with ambrofial herbage from his hand , And link'd their fetlocks with a golden band , Infrangible , immortal : there they ...
Samuel Johnson. There the great Ruler of the azure round Stopp'd his fwift chariot , and his steeds unbound , Fed with ambrofial herbage from his hand , And link'd their fetlocks with a golden band , Infrangible , immortal : there they ...
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... , With well - rang'd fquadrons ftrongly circled round : So close their order , fo difpos'd their fight , As Pallas ' felf might view with fix'd delight ; 165 170 Or Or had the God of War inclin'd his eyes , POPE'S HOMER .
... , With well - rang'd fquadrons ftrongly circled round : So close their order , fo difpos'd their fight , As Pallas ' felf might view with fix'd delight ; 165 170 Or Or had the God of War inclin'd his eyes , POPE'S HOMER .
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... round fragment flies , with fury borne ( Which from the stubborn stone a torrent rends ) Precipitate the ponderous mass descends : From steep to steep the rolling ruin bounds ; At every shock the crackling wood resounds ; 195 Still ...
... round fragment flies , with fury borne ( Which from the stubborn stone a torrent rends ) Precipitate the ponderous mass descends : From steep to steep the rolling ruin bounds ; At every shock the crackling wood resounds ; 195 Still ...
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Achilles Æneas Ajax Antilochus arms Atrides Automedon blood bold brave breaſt breath chariot chief cloſe courfers courſe dart dead death defcends diftant divine dreadful duft Ev'n eyes facred faid falchion fall fame fate fhades fhall fhining fhips fhore fhould fide field fierce fight filver fire flain flame flaughter flew flies fome forrows foul fpear ftand ftern ftill ftream fuch fury fwift glory god-like Goddeſs Gods gore Grecian Greece Greeks hand Heaven Hector hero hoft honours hoſt Idomeneus Ilion javelin Jove Jove's king laft lance laſt Lycian Merion mortal muſt Neptune o'er Oïleus Patroclus Peleus Pelides Phoebus pierc'd plain Polydamas Priam prize race rage refound reft rife round Scamander ſhade ſhakes ſhall ſhips ſhore Simoïs ſkies ſpear ſpoke ſpread ſtands ſteeds ſtood Teucer thee thefe theſe Thetis thofe thoſe thou thunder trembling Trojan Troy warriour whofe whoſe wound youth
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Page 188 - Along the ftreet the new-made brides are led, "With torches flaming, to the nuptial bed : The youthful dancers in a circle bound To the foft flute, and cittern's filver found: Through the fair ftreets, the matrons in a row 57$ •Stand in their porches, and enjoy
Page 264 - when autumn weighs) And o'er the feebler (tars exerts his rays; 40 Terrific glory ! for his burning breath Taints the red air with fevers, plagues, and death. So flam'd his fiery mail. Then wept the fage ; He ftrikes his reverend head: now white with age
Page 348 - began ; 645 > They bore as heroes, but they felt 'as man. } Satiate at length with unavailing woes, From the high throne divine Achilles rofe; The reverend monarch by the hand he rais'd ; On his white beard and form majeftic gaz'd, 650 Not unrelenting : then ferene began With words to foothe the miferable man : Alas
Page 105 - Automedon (an honour'd name, The fecond to his lord in love and fame, In peace his friend, and partner of the war) 180 The winged courfers harnefs'd to the car; Xanthus and Balius, of immortal breed, Sprung from the wind, and like the wind in fpeed; Whom the wing'd Harpy, fwift Podarge, bore, By Zephyr pregnant
Page 264 - What gafping numbers now had bit the ground! Thou robb'ft me of a glory juftly mine, Powerful of Godhead, and of fraud divine : Mean fame, alas ! for one of heavenly ftrain, To cheat a mortal, who repines in vain. 30 Then to the city terrible and ftrong, With high and haughty fteps he
Page 278 - gate. He ceas'd. The Fates fuppreft his labouring breath, And his eyes ftiffen'd at the hand of death ; To the dark realm the fpirit wings its way 455 (The manly body left a load of clay) And plaintive glides along the dreary coaft, A naked, wandering, melancholy ghoft ! Achilles,
Page 279 - (Unworthy of himfelf and of the dead). The nervous ancles bor'd, his feet he bound With thongs inferted through the double wound ; Thefe fix'd up high behind the rolling wain, His graceful head was trail'd along the plain. 500 Proud on his car th
Page 337 - come, A willing ghoft to Pluto's dreary dome ! He faid, and feebly drives his friends away: The forrowing friends his frantic rage obey. 310 Next on his fons his erring fury falls,. Polites, Paris, Agathon, he calls ; His threats Dei'phobus and Dius hear, . Hippothoiis, Pammon, Helenus the feer, And generous Antiphon : for yet thefe nine
Page 3 - Thrice happy race ! that, innocent of blood, From milk, innoxious, feek their fimple food : Jove fees delighted ; and avoids the fcene Of guilty Troy, of arms, and dying men : No aid, he deems, to either hoft is given, 15 While his high law fufpends the powers of Heaven. Mean-time the • Monarch of the
Page 37 - of war to us not idly given, Lo ! Greece is humbled, not by Troy, but Heaven. Vain are the hopes that haughty mind imparts, To force our fleet: the Greeks have hands, and hearts. Long ere in flames our lofty navy fall, Your boafted city and your god-built wall Shall fink beneath us, fmoaking on the ground;