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Æneas altars appears arms bear blood body bore borne breast breath calls chief clouds command course cries crowd dare dart death descends earth equal ev'ry eyes face fall fame fatal fate father fear field fierce fight fire flames flies flood foes force fortune friends fury give gods ground hand haste head heav'n hero holy honour hopes Italy Jove king land Latian leave length light living mighty mind night o'er once peace plain pow'r prepare prince promised pursue queen race rage raise rest rising rites rocks rolling sacred seek sent shade shield shining shore side sight sire skies slain soul sound spear stand stood sword thee thou tow'rs town train trembling Trojan troops Troy turns Turnus vain walls winds wood wound young youth
Page 118 - Let others better mould the running mass Of metals, and inform the breathing brass, And soften into flesh, a marble face ; Plead better at the bar ; describe the skies, And when the stars descend, and when they rise. But Rome ! 'tis thine alone, with awful sway, To rule mankind, and make the world obey. Disposing peace and war, thy own majestic way : To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free: — These are imperial arts and worthy thee.
Page 151 - Where'er she passes, fix their wond'ring eyes: Longing they look, and, gaping at the sight, Devour her o'er and o'er with vast delight; Her purple habit sits with such a grace On her smooth shoulders, and so suits her face; Her head with ringlets of her hair is crown'd, And in a golden caul the curls are bound. She shakes her myrtle jav'lin; and, behind, Her Lycian quiver dances in the wind.
Page 133 - Fates have firm'd, by their decree, The Trojan race to reign in Italy; At least I can defer the nuptial day, And with protracted wars the peace delay: With blood the dear alliance shall be bought, And both the people near destruction brought; So shall the son-in-law and father join, With ruin, war, and waste of either line.
Page 297 - Thus while he spoke, unmindful of defence, A winged arrow struck the pious prince. But, whether from some human hand it came, Or hostile god, is left unknown by fame ; No human hand, or hostile god, was found, 485 To boast the triumph of so base a wound. When Turnus saw the Trojan quit the plain, His chiefs dismay'd, his troops a fainting train, Th...
Page 50 - Oppress'd with numbers in th' unequal field, His men discourag'd, and himself expell'd, Let him for succour sue from place to place, Torn from his subjects, and his son's embrace. First let him see his friends in battle slain, And their untimely fate lament in vain: And when, at length, the cruel war shall cease, On hard conditions may he buy his peace: Nor let him then enjoy supreme command; But fall, untimely, by some hostile hand, And lie unbury'd on the barren sand!
Page 204 - Phoebus' name, To keep from fight the youth too fond of fame. Undaunted, they themselves no danger shun : From wall to wall the shouts and clamours run : They bend their bows ; they whirl their slings around : Heaps of spent arrows fall, and strew the ground ; And helms, and shields, and rattling arms, resound.
Page 273 - And sling their shields behind, to save their backs in flight. Spurring at speed to their own walls they drew; Close in the rear the Tuscan troops pursue, And urge their flight: Asylas leads the chase; Till, seiz'd, with shame, they wheel about and face, Receive their foes, and raise a threat'ning cry.
Page 35 - His flying feet, and mounts the western winds : And, whether o'er the seas or earth he flies, With rapid force they bear him down the skies. But first he grasps within his awful hand. The mark of...
Page 22 - The cave, tho' large, was dark ; the dismal floor Was pav'd with mangled limbs and putrid gore. Our monstrous host, of more than human size, Erects his head, and stares within the skies; Bellowing his voice, and horrid is his hue. Ye gods, remove this plague from mortal view ! The joints of slaughter'd wretches are his food; And for his wine he quaffs the streaming blood.