Pindar, tr. by C.A. Wheelwright1830 |
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Pindarus. Whom earth - encircling Neptune loved , When from the glowing cauldron's round , His arm with ivory shoulder crown'd , Clotho the new - born youth removed . So much to fabled lore we trace- For wrapt in varied falsehood's veil ...
Pindarus. Whom earth - encircling Neptune loved , When from the glowing cauldron's round , His arm with ivory shoulder crown'd , Clotho the new - born youth removed . So much to fabled lore we trace- For wrapt in varied falsehood's veil ...
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... round That in the fervid wave profound , Hewn by the sword , his limbs were cast , 70 75 And to the lords of heaven supplied a sweet re- past ! 81 But far the impious thought from me To tax the blest with gluttony ; For well I know what ...
... round That in the fervid wave profound , Hewn by the sword , his limbs were cast , 70 75 And to the lords of heaven supplied a sweet re- past ! 81 But far the impious thought from me To tax the blest with gluttony ; For well I know what ...
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... round the victor's honor'd head The verdant wreath of conquest spread , Heightens with bliss the sweet remains of life . 159 Such bliss as mortals call supreme , Which with its mild , perpetual beam Cheers every future day : And such my ...
... round the victor's honor'd head The verdant wreath of conquest spread , Heightens with bliss the sweet remains of life . 159 Such bliss as mortals call supreme , Which with its mild , perpetual beam Cheers every future day : And such my ...
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... round the island of the blest The ocean breezes play ; 120 125 There golden flowerets ever blow , Some springing from earth's verdant breast , These on the lonely branches glow , While those are nurtured by the waves below . From them ...
... round the island of the blest The ocean breezes play ; 120 125 There golden flowerets ever blow , Some springing from earth's verdant breast , These on the lonely branches glow , While those are nurtured by the waves below . From them ...
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... round , That thro ' the airy plains above Track the majestic bird of Jove . 158 155 Then take , my soul , thy fearless aim― Drawn from the quiet storehouse say To whom thine arrows wing their way Along the path of fame ? Far as proud ...
... round , That thro ' the airy plains above Track the majestic bird of Jove . 158 155 Then take , my soul , thy fearless aim― Drawn from the quiet storehouse say To whom thine arrows wing their way Along the path of fame ? Far as proud ...
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Adrastus Ægina Agesidamus Alcides Amphiaraus Anacreon ancient Apollo Arcesilaus ARGUMENT Augeas bade bless'd blest brave brazen breast bright brow cæstus Callimachus celebrated chaplet chariot contests coursers crown crown'd dart daughter deeds Deinomenes digression divine Eacus earth equestrian Ergoteles Euphemus fair fame fate father favor festal fight flow fray gain gain'd glorious glory gods golden grace grove hand heaven Hercules hero Hiero honor hymn illustrious immortal Iolaus Ismenus Isthmian Jove Jove's Jupiter king lyre meed mighty mind mortal Muses ne'er Nemean Neoptolemus noble numbers nymph o'er offspring Olympia's OLYMPIC ODE Ovid passage Pausanias Peleus Pelops Pindar Pisa's plain poet poet's poetical pomp praise pride Pytheas PYTHIAN ODE race raise renown sacred Saturnian sceptre scholiast shine sing sire song soul steeds strain strife sway sweet tale Theban Thebes thee thine thou Thrasybulus Tlepolemus tongue triumphant triumphs Twas urged valiant verdant victory wreath Xenocrates youth
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Page 23 - See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand: O! that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek.
Page 35 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page xii - Whether th' immortal Gods he sings, In a no less immortal strain, Or the great acts of God-descended kings, Who in his numbers still survive and reign, Each rich embroidered line, Which their triumphant brows around, By his sacred hand is bound, Does all their starry diadems outshine.
Page 45 - Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
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Page 2 - Oh! too convincing - dangerously dear In woman's eye the unanswerable tear That weapon of her weakness she can wield, To save, subdue at once her spear and shield: Avoid it - Virtue ebbs and Wisdom errs, Too fondly gazing on that grief of hers! What lost a world, and bade a hero fly? The timid tear in Cleopatra's eye.
Page 20 - The Pleiads, Hyads, with the northern team; And great Orion's more refulgent beam; To which, around the axle of the sky, The Bear, revolving, points his golden eye, Still shines exalted on the ethereal plain, Nor bathes his blazing forehead in the main.
Page 30 - Go, the rich chariot instantly prepare ; The Queen, my Muse, will take the air ; Unruly Fancy with strong Judgment trace, Put in nimble-footed Wit, Smooth-pac'd Eloquence join with it, Sound Memory with young Invention place, Harness all the winged race.
Page 24 - Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar: When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow : Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.