Translations Chiefly from the Greek Anthology: With Tales and Miscellaneous PoemsR. Phillips, 1806 - 233 pages |
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... and of nature . * → See an account of ' the earthquakes that shook Cons stantinople incessantly , and the comets which appeared in the reign of Justinian . Gibbon takes a reluctant leave of Procopius for Agathias . xxix.
... and of nature . * → See an account of ' the earthquakes that shook Cons stantinople incessantly , and the comets which appeared in the reign of Justinian . Gibbon takes a reluctant leave of Procopius for Agathias . xxix.
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With Tales and Miscellaneous Poems. Gibbon takes a reluctant leave of Procopius for Agathias . " We must now ( says he ) relinquish a statesman and a soldier to at- tend the footsteps of a poet and a rheto- rician . " The savage descent ...
With Tales and Miscellaneous Poems. Gibbon takes a reluctant leave of Procopius for Agathias . " We must now ( says he ) relinquish a statesman and a soldier to at- tend the footsteps of a poet and a rheto- rician . " The savage descent ...
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... leaves that , in the vernal hours , Greet the new sun , refresh'd by fruitful show'rs , Rejoice , exulting in our vigorous prime , Nor good nor evil marks the noiseless time ; But round our birth the gloomy Fates preside , And smile ...
... leaves that , in the vernal hours , Greet the new sun , refresh'd by fruitful show'rs , Rejoice , exulting in our vigorous prime , Nor good nor evil marks the noiseless time ; But round our birth the gloomy Fates preside , And smile ...
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... leaves the banquet soon , and sinks to rest ! " Damps chill my brow , my pulses flutt'ring beat , Whene'er the vigorous pride of youth I meet Pleasant , and lovely ; hopeful to the view As golden visions , and as transient too :. But ah ...
... leaves the banquet soon , and sinks to rest ! " Damps chill my brow , my pulses flutt'ring beat , Whene'er the vigorous pride of youth I meet Pleasant , and lovely ; hopeful to the view As golden visions , and as transient too :. But ah ...
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... leave the whisp'ring air and sky , And darkly slumber through futurity . Be sooth'd my soul - How soon another race , Shall claim whate'er is mine of pow'r or place ; And o'er the mournful spot regardless go , Where my bones mingle with ...
... leave the whisp'ring air and sky , And darkly slumber through futurity . Be sooth'd my soul - How soon another race , Shall claim whate'er is mine of pow'r or place ; And o'er the mournful spot regardless go , Where my bones mingle with ...
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Page 127 - For others' good, or melt at others' woe. What can atone (oh, ever injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpitied, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier. By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd!
Page 159 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweetened not thy breath...
Page 147 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Page 144 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page l - em, which I had just purchased, and gave him one ; and, at this moment that I am telling it, my heart smites me that there was more of pleasantry in the conceit of seeing how an ass would eat a macaroon, than of benevolence in giving him one, which presided in the act.
Page 167 - But the souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and there shall no torment touch them. In the sight of the unwise they seemed to die: and their departure is taken for misery. And their going from us to be utter destruction: but they are in peace.
Page 166 - For God created man to be immortal, and made him to be an image of his own eternity. Nevertheless, through envy of the devil came death into the world : and they that do hold of his side do find it.
Page 24 - I'll wreath my sword in myrtle bough, The sword that laid the tyrant low, When patriots, burning to be free, To Athens gave equality. " Harmodius, hail ! though reft of breath, Thou ne'er shall feel the stroke of death! The heroes' happy isles shall be The bright abode allotted thee.
Page 155 - The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead.
Page 23 - All human things are subject to decay : And well the man of Chios tuned his lay — ' Like leaves on trees the race of man is found ; ' Yet few receive the melancholy sound, Or in their breasts imprint this solemn truth, For hope is near to all, but most to youth. Hope's vernal season leads the laughing hours, And strews o'er every path the fairest flowers : To cloud the scene, no distant mists appear ; Age moves no thought, and death awakes no fear. Ah ! how unmindful is the giddy...