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Page ix
... blood of an enemy , and the like . Yet his expression is never too big for the sense , but justly great in pro- portion to it . It is the sentiment that swells and fills out the diction , which rises with it , and forms itself about it ...
... blood of an enemy , and the like . Yet his expression is never too big for the sense , but justly great in pro- portion to it . It is the sentiment that swells and fills out the diction , which rises with it , and forms itself about it ...
Page xiii
... Blood , where the latter has not so much as con- trived the easy intervention of a Deity to save the probability . } It is owing to the same vast Invention , that his similes have been thought too exuberant and full of circumstances ...
... Blood , where the latter has not so much as con- trived the easy intervention of a Deity to save the probability . } It is owing to the same vast Invention , that his similes have been thought too exuberant and full of circumstances ...
Page 35
... blood and toils deserve ; Disgrac'd and injur'd by the man we serve ? And dar'st thou threat to snatch my prize away , Due to the deeds of many a dreadful day ? A prize as small , O tyrant ! match'd with thine , As thy own actions if ...
... blood and toils deserve ; Disgrac'd and injur'd by the man we serve ? And dar'st thou threat to snatch my prize away , Due to the deeds of many a dreadful day ? A prize as small , O tyrant ! match'd with thine , As thy own actions if ...
Page 40
... blood , when next thou dar'st invade , Shall stream in vengeance on my reeking blade . At this they ceas'd ; the stern debate expir'd : The chiefs in sullen majesty retir'd . Achilles with Patroclus took his way , Where near his tents ...
... blood , when next thou dar'st invade , Shall stream in vengeance on my reeking blade . At this they ceas'd ; the stern debate expir'd : The chiefs in sullen majesty retir'd . Achilles with Patroclus took his way , Where near his tents ...
Page 41
... blood and slaughter shall repent at last . Patroclus now th ' unwilling beauty brought ; She , in soft sorrows , and in pensive thought , Past silent , as the heralds held her hand , And oft look'd back , slow moving o'er the strand Not ...
... blood and slaughter shall repent at last . Patroclus now th ' unwilling beauty brought ; She , in soft sorrows , and in pensive thought , Past silent , as the heralds held her hand , And oft look'd back , slow moving o'er the strand Not ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax arms Asius Atrides bands beauteous bend beneath blood bold brave brazen breast chariot chief Chryses combat command coursers crown'd dare dart descend Diomed divine dreadful Eurypylus eyes fair falchion fall fame fate fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flames fleet force fury glory Goddess godlike Gods gore Grecian Greece Greeks ground hand haste hear heart heaven heavenly Hector heroes Homer honours host Idomeneus Iliad Ilion's immortal javelin Jove Jove's king lance Lycian maid martial Menelaus Menestheus mighty monarch Nestor night numbers o'er Oeneus Pallas Patroclus Phrygian pierc'd plain powers Priam's prince prize proud Pylian race rage sacred Sarpedon seiz'd shade shakes shield shining ships shore sire skies slain soul spear spoke stand steeds stern Sthenelus stood Swift Teucer thee thou throng thunder toils towers trembling Trojan troops Troy Troy's Tydeus Tydides Ulysses walls warrior woes wound youth
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Page 199 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight. Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Page 30 - Latona's son a dire contagion spread, And heap'd the camp with mountains of the dead ; The king of men his reverend priest defied, And for the king's offence the people died.
Page 279 - Could all our care elude the gloomy grave, Which claims no less the fearful than the brave, For lust of fame I should not vainly dare In fighting fields, nor urge thy soul to war. But since, alas ! ignoble age must come, Disease, and death's inexorable doom, The life, which others pay, let us bestow, And give to fame what we to nature owe...
Page v - For when the mode of learning changed in following ages, and science was delivered in a plainer manner ; it then became as reasonable in the more modern poets to lay it aside, as it was in Homer to make use of it. And perhaps it was no unhappy circumstance for Virgil, that there was not in his time...
Page ii - It is to the strength of this amazing invention we are to attribute that unequalled fire and rapture which is so forcible in Homer, that no man of a true poetical spirit is master of himself while he reads him.
Page 231 - Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe, Are lost on hearers that our merits know. But let us haste — Night rolls the hours away, The reddening orient shows the coming day, The stars shine fainter on the ethereal plains, And of night's empire but a third remains.
Page 86 - They cried, No wonder such celestial charms For nine long years have set the world in arms ; What winning graces! what majestic mien! She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen.
Page 101 - The day shall come, that great avenging day, Which Troy's proud glories in the dust shall lay, When Priam's powers and Priam's self shall fall, And one prodigious ruin swallow all.
Page xii - Homer was the greater genius, Virgil the better artist. In one we most admire the man, in the other the work. Homer hurries and transports us with a commanding impetuosity, Virgil leads us with an attractive majesty. Homer scatters with a generous profusion, Virgil bestows with a careful magnificence.
Page 37 - Tis ours, the chance of fighting fields to try; Thine to look on and bid the valiant die; So much 'tis safer through the camp to go, And rob a subject, than despoil a foe. Scourge of thy people, violent and base! Sent in Jove's anger on a slavish race; Who, lost to sense of generous freedom past, Are tamed to wrongs; — or this had been thy last.