Introductions to the Study of the Greek Classic Poets: Designed Principally for the Use of Young Persons at School and College, Volume 1Carey and Lea, 1831 - 239 pages |
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... Thou robed man of justice , take thy place , And thou , his yoke - fellow of equity , Bench by his side . You are of the commission , Sit you too . Edgar . Let us deal justly . Lear . Arraign her first ; ' tis Goneril . I here take my ...
... Thou robed man of justice , take thy place , And thou , his yoke - fellow of equity , Bench by his side . You are of the commission , Sit you too . Edgar . Let us deal justly . Lear . Arraign her first ; ' tis Goneril . I here take my ...
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... thou mean to rescue from death a mortal man , long since destined by fate ( πάλαι πεπρωμένον αἴση ) ! You may do it - but we the rest of the Gods do not sanction it . " Here it is clear from both speakers , that although Sarpedon is ...
... thou mean to rescue from death a mortal man , long since destined by fate ( πάλαι πεπρωμένον αἴση ) ! You may do it - but we the rest of the Gods do not sanction it . " Here it is clear from both speakers , that although Sarpedon is ...
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... thou canst now escape . In the X ' . xviii . 192 , Achilles says that the armour of none of the chieftains will suit him , excepting the shield of Ajax . How was it then that the armour of Achilles fitted Patroclus ? It would seem a ...
... thou canst now escape . In the X ' . xviii . 192 , Achilles says that the armour of none of the chieftains will suit him , excepting the shield of Ajax . How was it then that the armour of Achilles fitted Patroclus ? It would seem a ...
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... A num'rous house ! But fiery Mars hath thinn'd it . One I had , One , more than all my sons the strength of Troy , * Ω ' . χχίν . 486512 , Whom standing for his country thou hast slain- Hector . CHARACTER OF THE POETRY . 97.
... A num'rous house ! But fiery Mars hath thinn'd it . One I had , One , more than all my sons the strength of Troy , * Ω ' . χχίν . 486512 , Whom standing for his country thou hast slain- Hector . CHARACTER OF THE POETRY . 97.
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... thou hast slain- Hector . His body to redeem I come Into Achaia's fleet , bringing , myself , Ransom inestimable to thy tent . Rev'rence the Gods , Achilles ! recollect Thy father ; for his sake compassion show To me more pitiable still ...
... thou hast slain- Hector . His body to redeem I come Into Achaia's fleet , bringing , myself , Ransom inestimable to thy tent . Rev'rence the Gods , Achilles ! recollect Thy father ; for his sake compassion show To me more pitiable still ...
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Page 11 - Her waggon-spokes, made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's...
Page 19 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 31 - Greece. —In that fair clime, the lonely herdsman, stretched On the soft grass through half a summer's day, With music lulled his indolent repose : And, in some fit of weariness, if he, When his own breath was silent, chanced to hear A distant strain, far sweeter than the sounds Which his poor skill could make, his fancy fetched, Even from the blazing chariot of the sun, A beardless Youth, who touched a golden lute, And filled the illumined groves with ravishment.
Page 20 - LEAR. Then let them anatomize Regan ; see what breeds about her heart. Is there any cause in nature that makes these hard hearts?
Page 121 - So on the tip of his subduing tongue All kind of arguments and question deep, All replication prompt, and reason strong, For his advantage still did wake and sleep : To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep, He had the dialect and different skill, Catching all passions in his craft of will...
Page 12 - Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me.
Page 31 - Even from the blazing chariot of the sun, A beardless youth, who touched a golden lute, And filled the illumined groves with ravishment. The nightly hunter, lifting up his eyes Towards the crescent moon, with grateful heart Called on the lovely wanderer, who bestowed That timely light, to share his joyous sport...
Page 31 - Oreads sporting visibly. The Zephyrs fanning, as they passed, their wings, Lacked not, for love, fair objects whom they wooed With gentle whisper. Withered boughs grotesque, Stripped of their leaves and twigs by hoary age, From depth of shaggy covert peeping forth In the low vale, or on steep mountain side ; And, sometimes, intermixed with stirring horns Of the live deer, or goat's depending beard, — These were the lurking Satyrs, a wild brood Of gamesome Deities ; or Pan himself, The simple shepherd's...
Page 10 - O ! then. I see, queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate stone On the fore-finger of an alderman,* Drawn with a team of little atomies Over' men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 30 - Of doubt and bold denials hourly urged Amid the wrangling schools — a spirit hung, Beautiful region ! o'er thy towns and farms. Statues and temples, and memorial tombs : And emanations were perceived . and acts Of immortality, in nature's course, Exemplified by mysteries, that were felt As bonds, on grave philosopher imposed And armed warrior ; and in every grove A gay or pensive tenderness prevailed, When piety more awful had relaxed. ' Take, running river, take these locks of mine...