Classical Myths that Live Today

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Silver, Burdett, 1927 - 348 頁

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第 174 頁 - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy power which seems omnipotent; To love and bear; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent; This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful and free; This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory!
第 323 頁 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
第 343 頁 - The torrent roar'd ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried,
第 54 頁 - Earth's white daughter Fled like a sunny beam ; Behind her descended Her billows, unblended With the brackish Dorian stream : Like a gloomy stain On the emerald main Alpheus rushed behind, — As an eagle pursuing A dove to its ruin Down the streams of the cloudy wind.
第 246 頁 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
第 23 頁 - Or view the Lord of the unerring bow, The God of Life, and Poesy, and Light — The Sun in human limbs arrayed, and brow All radiant from his triumph in the fight ; The shaft hath just been shot— the arrow bright With an Immortal's vengeance— in his eye And nostril beautiful Disdain, and Might And Majesty, flash their full lightnings by, Developing in that one glance the Deity.
第 76 頁 - And still his name sounds stirring Unto the men of Rome As the trumpet-blast that cries to them To charge the Volscian home, And wives still pray to Juno For boys with hearts as bold As his who kept the bridge so well In the brave days of old.
第 47 頁 - Lo ! one she marked of rarer growth Than orchis or anemone ; For it the maiden left them both, And parted from her company. Drawn nigh she deemed it fairer still, And stooped to gather by the rill The daffodil, the daffodil.
第 165 頁 - Ixion rests upon his wheel, And the pale spectres dance ; The Furies sink upon their iron beds, And snakes uncurl'd hang listening round their heads.
第 343 頁 - With dying hand the rudder held, Till, in his fall, with fateful sway, The steerage of the realm gave way ! Then, while on Britain's thousand plains, One unpolluted church remains, Whose peaceful bells ne'er sent around The bloody tocsin's maddening sound, But still, upon the...

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