The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical ...
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Achilles appear arms attend band bear beneath blood bold brave breaft chief command dead death deep defcends divine dreadful earth eyes facred faid fair fall fame fate father fear feas fhade fhall fhore fide field fierce fight fire flames flies flow fome force foul fuch gave give glory Gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks ground hand head hear heart Heaven Hector hero honours Italy Jove kind king labours land leave length light live lord Mean mighty mind mortal night o'er once plain poet prince queen race rage rifing tears thee thefe theſe thofe thou thought thunder toils train trembling Trojan Troy turn Ulyffes Virgil walls waves whofe whole wife winds woes wound youth
第 24 頁 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
第 vi 頁 - 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...
第 375 頁 - ... verum ubi plura nitent in carmine, non ego paucis offendar maculis, quas aut incuria fudit aut humana parum cavit natura.
第 44 頁 - Lo, seven are offer'd, and of equal charms. Then hear, Achilles ! be of better mind ; Revere thy roof, and to thy guests be kind ; And know the men, of all the Grecian host, Who honour worth, and prize thy valour most.
第 110 頁 - But least, the sons of Priam's hateful race. Die then, my friend! what boots it to deplore? The great, the good Patroclus is no more! He, far thy better, was foredoom'd to die, And thou, dost thou bewail mortality?
第 452 頁 - O'erleaps the fences of the nightly fold, And tears the peaceful flocks: with silent awe Trembling they lie, and pant beneath his paw. Nor with less rage Euryalus employs The wrathful sword, or fewer foes destroys; But on th' ignoble crowd his fury flew; He Fadus, Hebesus, and Rhoetus slew.
第 vi 頁 - Homer, what principally strikes us is his invention. It is that which forms the character of each part of his work; and accordingly we find it to have made his fable more...
第 vi 頁 - Italian operas, will find more sweetness, variety, and majesty of sound, than in any other language or poetry. The beauty of his numbers is allowed by the critics...
第 118 頁 - And his eyes stiffen'd at the hand of death; To the dark realm the spirit wings its way (The manly body left a load of clay,) And plaintive glides along the dreary coast, A naked, wandering, melancholy ghost! Achilles, musing as he roll'd his eyes O'er the dead hero, thus (unheard) replies; Die thou the first! When Jove and Heaven ordain, I follow thee...
第 375 頁 - His words are not only chosen, but the places in which he ranks them for the sound. He who removes them from the station wherein their master set them spoils the harmony. What he says of the Sibyl's prophecies may be as properly applied to every word of his: they must be read in order as they lie; the least breath discomposes them and somewhat of their divinity is lost.