The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 41

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Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1822
 

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Page 246 - He leaves the gates, he leaves the walls behind: Achilles follows like the winged wind. Thus at the panting dove a falcon flies (The swiftest racer of the liquid skies;) Just when he holds or thinks he holds his prey, Obliquely wheeling through the...
Page 253 - By thy own soul ! By those who gave thee breath ! By all the sacred prevalence of prayer, Ah ! leave me not for Grecian dogs to tear ! The common rites of sepulture bestow, To soothe a father and a mother's woe ; Let their large gifts procure an urn at least, And Hector's ashes in his country rest.
Page 320 - He spoke ; and, at his word, the Trojan. train Their mules and oxen harness to the wain, Pour through the gates, and, fell'd from Ida's crown, Roll back the gather^ forests to the town. These toils continue nine succeeding: days, And high in air a sylvan structure raise. But when the tenth fair morn began to shine...
Page 148 - Meantime, at distance from the scene of blood, The pensive steeds of great Achilles stood; Their godlike master slain before their eyes, They wept, and shared in human miseries. In vain Automedon now shakes the rein, Now plies the lash, and...
Page 117 - Forsake, inglorious, the contended plain ; This hand, unaided, shall the war sustain : The task be mine, this hero's strength to try, Who mows whole troops, and makes an army fly.
Page 165 - Is worthy thee; the duty of the brave. But can'st thou, naked, issue to the plains ? Thy radiant arms the Trojan foe detains. Insulting Hector bears the spoils on high, But vainly glories, for his fate is nigh. Yet, yet awhile, thy generous ardour stay; AssurM, I meet thee at the dawn of day, Charg'd with refulgent arms (a glorious load,) Vulcanian arms, the labour of a god.
Page 98 - Copreus was his sire: The son redeem'd the honours of the race, A son as generous as the sire was base; O'er all his country's youth conspicuous far In every virtue, or of peace or war: But doom'd to Hector's stronger force to yield ! Against the margin of his ample shield He struck his hasty foot : his heels up-sprung ; 780 Supine he fell ; his brazen helmet rung. On the fall'n chief th' invading Trojan press'd, And plunged the pointed javelin in his breast.
Page 19 - 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 ; Brave though we fall, and honour'd if we live, Or let us glory gain, or glory give!
Page 125 - O'er all his limbs ambrosial odours shed, And with celestial robes adorn the dead. Those rites discharged, his sacred corse bequeath To the soft arms of silent Sleep and Death. They to his friends the mournful charge shall bear ; His friends a tomb and pyramid shall rear...
Page 248 - Swift at the mandate pleased Tritonia flies, And stoops impetuous from the cleaving skies. As through the forest, o'er the vale and lawn, The well-breath'd beagle drives the flying fawn, In vain he tries the covert of the brakes, Or deep beneath the trembling thicket shakes; Sure of the vapour in the tainted dews, The certain hound his various maze pursues. Thus step by step, where'er the Trojan wheel'd, There swift Achilles compass'd round the field.

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