 Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates! (How my heart trembles while my tongue relates!) The day when thou, imperial Troy! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end.  The Polyanthos - Page 131814Full view - About this book
 | 1770 - 268 lehte
...imperial Troy ! muft bend, And fee thy warrioors fail, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the fhore ; As thine, Andromache... | |
 | Homerus, William Holwell - 1776 - 392 lehte
...imperial Troy ! muft bend, And fee thy warriours fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire .prefag? fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind^ Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, . . Not all my brothers gafping on the fhore ; As thine, Andromache... | |
 | John Walter - 1785 - 258 lehte
...imperial Troy !— muft bend ; Muft fee thy warriors fall ; thy glories end. And, yet, no dire preface fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers galping on the fhore,. As thine, Andromache!-... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1785 - 568 lehte
...thou, imperial Troy ! mufl bend, And fee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind ; Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the more ; As thine, Andromache... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 902 lehte
...imperial Troy ! mud bend, / And tee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the more ; As thine, Andromache... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 1104 lehte
...thou, imperial Troy ! mud bend, And fee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no-dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs deul'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the fliore ; As thine, Andromache... | |
 | John Dickinson - 1801 - 450 lehte
...end — ".f f The remainder of this speech of Hectar to Andromacbi, consists of these line* : — " And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, " My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, " Not Priam's hoary hairs defiled with gore, " Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; " As thine, Andromache... | |
 | 1802 - 436 lehte
...own. Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates : (flow my heart trembles luliik my tongue relate* /} The day when thou, imperial Troy ! must bend, And...My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam'* hoary hairs, dejiVd -with gore, Nut all my brothers, gasping on the shore, As thine, Andromache ! thy... | |
 | 1802 - 448 lehte
...trembles luhile my tongue relates /) The day when thou, imperial Troy ! mult bead. And see thy warriurs fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so...mind} My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs, dejil'd 'with gore, Not all my brothers, gasping on the shore, As thine, Audremache... | |
 | James Burgh - 1804 - 308 lehte
...ray heart trembles, while my tongue relates,'), The day when thou imperial Troy ! must bend ; Must see thy warriors fall; thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, IVly mother's death, the rw/n of my kind, Not t'riam's hoary hairs dejil'd with gore, Not a// my brothers... | |
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