The Iliad of Homer, Volume 2Charles Rivington, 1760 |
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... apt comparisons , especially when composed of such subjects as having the least relation to ΙΟ To pigmy nations wounds and death they bring , A 4 BOOK III . HOMER'S ILIAD . To warmer feas the cranes embody'd fly, ...
... apt comparisons , especially when composed of such subjects as having the least relation to ΙΟ To pigmy nations wounds and death they bring , A 4 BOOK III . HOMER'S ILIAD . To warmer feas the cranes embody'd fly, ...
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Homer. ΙΟ To pigmy nations wounds and death they bring , And all the war defcends upon the wing . But filent , breathing rage , refolv'd and skill'd By mutual aids to fix a doubtful field , Swift march the Greeks : the rapid dust around ...
Homer. ΙΟ To pigmy nations wounds and death they bring , And all the war defcends upon the wing . But filent , breathing rage , refolv'd and skill'd By mutual aids to fix a doubtful field , Swift march the Greeks : the rapid dust around ...
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... wound , and still untir'd with blows , Like steel , uplifted by some strenuous swain , 91 With falling woods to ftrow the wasted plain . Thy gifts I praife ; nor thou despise the charms With which a lover golden Venus arms ; Soft moving ...
... wound , and still untir'd with blows , Like steel , uplifted by some strenuous swain , 91 With falling woods to ftrow the wasted plain . Thy gifts I praife ; nor thou despise the charms With which a lover golden Venus arms ; Soft moving ...
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... wound , And left the members quiv'ring on the ground . From the fame urn they drink the mingled wine , And add libations to the pow'rs diyine . 369 While thus their pray'rs united mount the sky ; Hear mighty Jove ! and hear ye Gods on ...
... wound , And left the members quiv'ring on the ground . From the fame urn they drink the mingled wine , And add libations to the pow'rs diyine . 369 While thus their pray'rs united mount the sky ; Hear mighty Jove ! and hear ye Gods on ...
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... wounds I bear ; 540 * . 531. She turn'd away her glowing eyes . ] This interview of the two lovers , placed oppofite to each other , and over- looked by Venus , Paris gazing on Helena , fhe turning away her eyes , fhining at once with ...
... wounds I bear ; 540 * . 531. She turn'd away her glowing eyes . ] This interview of the two lovers , placed oppofite to each other , and over- looked by Venus , Paris gazing on Helena , fhe turning away her eyes , fhining at once with ...
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Achilles Æneas Æneid affiftance againſt Agamemnon Ajax Andromache anſwer armies arms Atrides battle beauty becauſe brave breaſt cauſe chariot chief circumftance combat compariſon Dacier defign deſcribed Diomed Euftathius ev'ry facred faid fame fate fays fecond feems fhall fhews fide field fight fimile fingle firft firſt flain fome fpear fpeech fuch fuperiour gen'rous glory Goddeſs Gods Grecian Greece Greeks heav'n Hector Helen Helenus heroes himſelf Homer honour horſes hoſt Iliad Jove Jupiter juſt King laſt leſs Lycian Mars Menelaus Minerva moſt muſt Neftor numbers o'er obferve occafion paffage paffion Pallas Pandarus Paris perfons plain Poet pow'r praiſe preſent Priam Prince rage raiſe reaſon Scamander ſeems ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkies ſome ſpeaks ſpear ſpoke Spondanus ſtand ſtate ſteeds Sthenelus ſtood ſtrength thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thro tranflated Trojan Trojan war Troy Tydeus Tydides Ulyffes uſe Venus Virgil warriour whofe whoſe wound
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Page 271 - The glitt'ring terrours from his brows unbound, And plac'd the beaming helmet on the ground, Then kifs'd the child, and lifting high in air, Thus to the Gods preferr'da father's pray'r. O thou ! whofe glory fills th' sethereal throne, And all ye deathlefs pow'rs
Page 1 - Eager he feizes and devours the {lain, Preft by bold youths, and baying dogs in vain, 40 Thus fond of vengeance, with a furious bound, In clanging arms he leaps upon the ground From his high chariot: him, approaching near, The beauteous champion views with marks of fear
Page 248 - thy foul, And draw new fpirits from the gen'rous bowl; Spent as thou art with long laborious fight, The brave defender of thy country's right. Far hence be Bacchus' gifts (the chief rejoin'd:)" Inflaming wine, pernicious to mankind, 330 Unnerves the limbs, and dulls the noble mind.
Page 175 - in his hands; 605 Thus arm'd, he animates his drooping bands, Revives their ardour, turns their fteps from flight, And wakes anew the dying flames of fight. They turn, they ftand, the Greeks their fury dare, Condenfe their pow'rs, and wait the growing war. As when, on Ceres
Page 326 - verdure fpoil'd, and trees adrift, Down the great river to the opening gulf, And there take root, an ifland fait and bare, The haunt of feals and ores, and fea-mews clang:.
Page 261 - fad eyes in vain her Lord explore, 470 Or weep the wounds her bleeding country bore* But he who found not whom his foul defir'd, Whofe virtue charm'd him as her beauty fir'd, Stood in the gates, and afk'd what way fhe bent Her parting ftep ? If to the fane fhe went, 475 Where late the mourning matrons made refort
Page 184 - Behold where Mars in mortal arms appears ! 745 Retire then warriours, but fedate and flow } Retire, but with your faces to the foe. Truft not too much your unavailing might; 'Tis not with ''Troy, but with the Gods ye fight. Now near the Greeks, the black battalions drew; And firft two Leaders valiant
Page 169 - Not thefe, O daughter, are thy proper cares, Thee milder arts befit, and fofter wars; 520 Sweet fmiles are thine, and kind endearing charms, To Mars and Pallas leave the deeds of arms. Thus they in heav'n: while on the plain below The fierce Tydides charg'd his Dardan foe, Flufh'd with
Page 144 - To whom the chief of Venus race begun. Where, Pandarus, are all thy honours now, Thy winged arrows and unerring bow, Thy matchlefs fkill, thy yet unrivall'd fame, 220 And boafted glory of the Lycian name ? Oh pierce that mortal! if we mortal call That wondrous force by which whole armies
Page 302 - Lives there a chief whom Ajax ought to dread, Ajax, in all the toils of battle bred ? From warlike Salamis I drew my birth, And born to combats, fear no force on earth. He faid. The troops with elevated eyes, Implore the God whofe thunder rends the ikies,