A Catechism of Mythology: Containing a Compendious History of the Heathen Gods and Heroes, Indispensable to a Correct Knowledge of the Ancient Poets and the Classics: with 75 Engravings. To which is Added, The Mythology of Northern Europe, Translated from the French ...

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W.R. Lucas, 1832 - 305 頁
 

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第 228 頁 - First, Moloch, horrid King, besmeared with blood Of human sacrifice, and parents' tears; Though, for the noise of drums and timbrels loud, Their children's cries unheard that passed through fire To his grim idol.
第 141 頁 - Hastes to the nether world his destin'd way. Deep was the cave; and, downward as it went From the wide mouth, a rocky rough descent; And here th...
第 96 頁 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...
第 157 頁 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
第 121 頁 - Said then the omnific Word, your discord end. Nor stay'd ; but, on the wings of cherubim Uplifted, in paternal glory rode Far into Chaos and the world unborn ; For Chaos heard his voice. Him all his train Follow'd in bright procession to behold Creation, and the wonders of his might.
第 279 頁 - Hela's drear abode. Him the Dog of Darkness spied, His shaggy throat he open'd wide, While from his jaws, with carnage fill'd, Foam and human gore...
第 25 頁 - High as the Mother of the Gods in place, And proud, like her, of an immortal race. Then, when in pomp she makes the Phrygian round, With golden turrets on her temples crown'd; A hundred gods her sweeping train supply; Her offspring all, and all command the sky.
第 110 頁 - Far on the right, her dogs foul Scylla hides : Charybdis roaring on the left presides, And in her greedy whirlpool sucks the tides; Then spouts them from below: with fury driv'n, The waves mount up and wash the face of heav'n.
第 56 頁 - Mine is the' invention of the charming lyre ; Sweet notes and heavenly numbers I inspire. Sure is my bow, unerring is my dart; But ah ! more deadly his who pierced my heart. Medicine is mine ; what herbs and simples grow In fields and forests, all their powers I know; And am the great physician call'd below.
第 101 頁 - Hermes obeys; with golden pinions binds His flying feet, and mounts the western winds: And, whether o'er the seas or earth he flies, With rapid force they bear him down the skies. But first he grasps within his awful hand The mark of...

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