What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
appears Arms Author Band bear beneath Blood Body Book Breaſt Breath Brother calls Chief Clouds Command Creon cries Dart Death deep dreadful Earth equal Eteocles ev'ry Eyes Face fair fall Fame Fate Fear fell Field Fight Fire firſt Flames Force Form Friends Fury give Gods Gore Grecian Greeks Grief Groans Ground Hand Head Heav'n Hero himſelf Homer Honours hope Iliad imitated Jove King laſt length Light Love Mars Mind Mother muſt Night o'er Place Plain Poet Pow'r Rage Reader remains reſign Reſt Rites ſee ſeek ſeems Shade ſhall ſhe Shield ſhould Sight Sire Skies ſome Soul Spear ſtand Statius Steeds ſtill Stream ſuch Sword takes Tears Theban Thebes thee theſe thoſe thou thro Toils trembling Troops turns Tydeus View Virgil Walls Warrior Waves Weapons whoſe Wound Wrath wretched Youth
Page 4 - Of his own car, the ruined house that falls And intercepts her lord betwixt the walls; The whole division that to Mars pertains, All trades of death that deal in steel for gains, Were there: the butcher, armourer, and smith, Who forges sharpened fauchions, or the scythe. The scarlet conquest on a tower was placed, With shouts and soldiers' acclamations graced; A pointed sword hung threatening o'er his head, Sustained but by a slender twine of thread.
Page 260 - Create her child of spleen, that it may live And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her. Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth, With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks, Turn all her mother's pains and benefits To laughter and contempt, that she may feel How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child.
Page 4 - And madness laughing in his ireful mood; And arm'd complaint on theft; and cries of blood. There was the murder'd...
Page 177 - And Jonathan stripped himself of the robe that was upon him, and gave it to David, and his garments, even to his sword, and to his bow, and to his girdle.
Page 3 - As threaten'd from the hinge to heave the door ; In through that door a northern light there shone ; 'Twas all it had, for windows there were none.
Page 200 - Soldan su l'elmo orrido e grande serpe che si dilunga e il collo snoda, su le zampe s'inalza e l'ali spande e piega in arco la forcuta coda. Par che tre lingue vibri e che fuor mande livida spuma, e che 'l suo fischio s'oda.
Page 4 - Madness laughing in his ireful mood ; And arm'd Complaint on Theft ; and cries of Blood. There was the murder'd corpse, in covert laid, And violent Death in thousand shapes display'd ; The city to the soldiers...
Page 45 - For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost. Clouds of affection from our younger eyes Conceal that emptiness which age descries. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Page 5 - The laft triumvirs, and the wars they move, And Anthony, who loft the world for love. Thefe, and a thoufand more, the fane adorn ; Their fates were painted ere the men were born, All copied from the heav'ns, and ruling force Of the red ftar, in his revolving courfe.