Virgil's AeneidP. F. Collier, 1909 - 432 páginas |
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... am I vanquish'd ? must I yield ? " said she , " And must the Trojans reign in Italy ? So Fate will have it , and Jove adds his force ; Nor can my pow'r divert their happy course . Could 76 DRYDEN'S TRANSLATION OF VIRGIL.
... am I vanquish'd ? must I yield ? " said she , " And must the Trojans reign in Italy ? So Fate will have it , and Jove adds his force ; Nor can my pow'r divert their happy course . Could 76 DRYDEN'S TRANSLATION OF VIRGIL.
Página 77
... Jove himself presum'd to throw : With whirlwinds from beneath she toss'd the ship , And bare expos'd the bosom of the deep ; Then , as an eagle gripes the trembling game , The wretch , yet hissing with her father's flame , She strongly ...
... Jove himself presum'd to throw : With whirlwinds from beneath she toss'd the ship , And bare expos'd the bosom of the deep ; Then , as an eagle gripes the trembling game , The wretch , yet hissing with her father's flame , She strongly ...
Página 82
... Jove will soon dispose To future good our past and present woes . With me , the rocks of Scylla you have tried ; Th ' inhuman Cyclops and his den defied . What greater ills hereafter can you bear ? Resume your courage and dismiss your ...
... Jove will soon dispose To future good our past and present woes . With me , the rocks of Scylla you have tried ; Th ' inhuman Cyclops and his den defied . What greater ills hereafter can you bear ? Resume your courage and dismiss your ...
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... Jove surveys Earth , air , and shores , and navigable seas , At length on Libyan realms he fix'd his eyes- Whom , pond'ring thus on human miseries , When Venus saw , she with a lowly look , Not free from tears , her heav'nly sire ...
... Jove surveys Earth , air , and shores , and navigable seas , At length on Libyan realms he fix'd his eyes- Whom , pond'ring thus on human miseries , When Venus saw , she with a lowly look , Not free from tears , her heav'nly sire ...
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... Jove his plighted faith regards ? " To whom the Father of th ' immortal race , Smiling with that serene indulgent face , With which he drives the clouds and clears the skies , First gave a holy kiss ; then thus replies : " Daughter ...
... Jove his plighted faith regards ? " To whom the Father of th ' immortal race , Smiling with that serene indulgent face , With which he drives the clouds and clears the skies , First gave a holy kiss ; then thus replies : " Daughter ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Æneas Æneid Æneis altars Anchises arms Ascanius Ausonian bear behold betwixt blood breast call'd Carthage chief command coursers Creüsa cries crown'd dare dart death descends design'd Dido divine Ev'n ev'ry eyes fame fatal fate father Faunus fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flames flies flood foes forc'd force friends fun'ral fury goddess gods Grecian ground hand haste head heav'n hero honor Italy Jove Juno Juturna king land Latian Latium Lausus Messapus Mezentius mighty mind mix'd Mnestheus night o'er Pallas pass'd peace Phrygian pierc'd pious plain pleas'd poem poet pow'r pray'rs Priam prince promis'd queen race rage rais'd resolv'd rest rising rites Rutulian sacred Segrais seiz'd shades shield shining shore sight Simoïs sire skies slain soul sound spear steeds stood sword Tarchon thee thou thrice thro tow'rs town trembling Trojan troops Troy Turnus Tuscan Tyrian unhappy Virgil vows walls wand'ring winds wood wound youth
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Página 54 - ... verum ubi plura nitent in carmine, non ego paucis offendar maculis, quas aut incuria fudit aut humana parum cavit natura.
Página 110 - And first around the tender boys they wind, Then with their sharpen'd fangs their limbs and bodies grind. The wretched father, running to their aid With pious haste, but vain, they next invade ; Twice round his waist their winding volumes roll'd ; And twice about his gasping throat they fold. The priest thus doubly choked — their crests divide, And towering o'er his head in triumph ride. With both his hands he labours at the knots ; His holy fillets the blue venom blots ; His roaring fills the...
Página 221 - Deep Frauds before, and open Force behind; The Furies' iron beds; and Strife, that shakes Her hissing tresses, and unfolds her snakes. Full in the midst of this infernal road, An elm displays her dusky arms abroad: The god of sleep there hides his heavy head; And empty dreams on ev'ry leaf are spread.
Página 212 - His heavy limbs on jointed pinions bore, (The first who sail'd in air) 'tis sung by Fame, To the Cumaean coast at length he came, And, here alighting, built this costly frame. Inscrib'd to Phoebus, here he hung on high The steerage of his wings, that cut the sky: Then, o'er the lofty gate, his art emboss'd Androgeos...
Página 56 - ... is not strung with sinews like our English; it has the nimbleness of a greyhound, but not the bulk and body of a mastiff.
Página 64 - I have endeavoured to make Virgil speak such English as he would himself have spoken, if he had been born in England, and in this present age.
Página 220 - Obscure they went thro' dreary shades, that led Along the waste dominions of the dead. Thus wander travelers in woods by night, By the moon's doubtful and malignant light, When Jove in dusky clouds involves the skies. And the faint crescent shoots by fits before their eyes.
Página 173 - Instructed from above, My lover I shall gain, or lose my love. Nigh rising Atlas, next the falling sun, Long tracts of Ethiopian climates run : There a Massylian priestess I have found, Honor'd for age, for magic arts renown'd : Th' Hesperian temple was her trusted care ; 'Twas she supplied the wakeful dragon's fare.
Página 162 - Then first the trembling earth the signal gave ; And flashing fires enlighten all the cave : Hell from below, and Juno from above, And howling nymphs, were conscious to their love. From this ill-omen'd hour, in time arose Debate and death, and all succeeding woes.
Página 81 - Within a long recess there lies a bay: An island shades it from the rolling sea, And forms a port secure for ships to ride: Broke by the jutting land, on either side, In double streams the briny waters glide...