Glover, Whitehead, Jago, Brooke, Scott, Mickle, JenynsAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 - English poetry |
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... barbarians at the close of the eighth book - the sublime dream of Leonidas - his armour -- the burning of the camp of Xerxes - and the death of Leonidas . To these may be added , the masterly - drawn characters of Diomedon , Dithyrambus ...
... barbarians at the close of the eighth book - the sublime dream of Leonidas - his armour -- the burning of the camp of Xerxes - and the death of Leonidas . To these may be added , the masterly - drawn characters of Diomedon , Dithyrambus ...
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... barbarians had passed the mountains , and would soon be in a situation to surround him , than Xerxes was now advanced as far as Thessalia ; he commanded the allies to retreat , reserving the when hearing , that a small body of Grecians ...
... barbarians had passed the mountains , and would soon be in a situation to surround him , than Xerxes was now advanced as far as Thessalia ; he commanded the allies to retreat , reserving the when hearing , that a small body of Grecians ...
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... barbarians , while the Greeks were fired with emulation to equal such a pitch of magnanimity . Upon the whole , there never were any before these , who attained to immortality through the mere excess of virtue ; whence the praise of ...
... barbarians , while the Greeks were fired with emulation to equal such a pitch of magnanimity . Upon the whole , there never were any before these , who attained to immortality through the mere excess of virtue ; whence the praise of ...
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... Barbarian tents Already fill the trembling bounds of Thrace . The isthmian council hath decreed to guard Thermopylæ , the Locrian gate of Greece . " Here Alpheus paus'd . Leutychides , who shar'd With great Leonidas the sway , uprose ...
... Barbarian tents Already fill the trembling bounds of Thrace . The isthmian council hath decreed to guard Thermopylæ , the Locrian gate of Greece . " Here Alpheus paus'd . Leutychides , who shar'd With great Leonidas the sway , uprose ...
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... Barbarian gold , They quench the gen'rous , eleutherian flame In ev'ry heart . The eloquent they bribe . By specious tales the multitude they cheat , Establishing base measures on the plea Of public safety . Others are immers'd In all ...
... Barbarian gold , They quench the gen'rous , eleutherian flame In ev'ry heart . The eloquent they bribe . By specious tales the multitude they cheat , Establishing base measures on the plea Of public safety . Others are immers'd In all ...
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Abrocomes Aristides arms Asopus Athenian Athens band barbarian beauteous beauty behold beneath bless'd bliss bloom bosom brave breast breath bright Carian Chalcis charms chief death delight Demaratus Demonax Diomedon dread Earth Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fate fix'd flame flow'rs gen'ral gen'rous glory Gobryas grace Grecian Greece Greeks grief groves Haliartus hand hast hath heart Heav'n hero hills honour horrour host Hyacinthus Hyperanthes king Lamachus Leonidas Locrian lord Lygdamis maid Mardonius Masistius Medon mind Mindarus Muse Mycon native Nature's ne'er night numbers o'er Oïleus Oreus pass'd Pausanias Persian plain pow'r praise pride rage rais'd reign rise round sacred satrap scene seat shade shore Sicinus sight sire smiles soft song soul spake Spartan spear spread stream sweet swift tears terrour thee Themistocles thine thou thought toil tow'rs train vale virtue voice warriors wave Whate'er winds Xerxes youth
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Page 319 - What thou seest, What there thou seest, fair creature, is thyself, With thee it came and goes : but follow me, And I will bring thee where no shadow stays Thy coming, and thy soft embraces ; he Whose image thou art, him thou shalt enjoy Inseparably thine ; to him shalt bear Multitudes like thyself, and thence be called Mother of human race.
Page 324 - For God is also in sleep, and dreams advise, Which He hath sent propitious, some great good Presaging, since with sorrow and heart's distress Wearied I fell asleep: but now lead on; In me is no delay; with thee to go Is to stay here; without thee here to stay Is to go hence unwilling; thou to me Art all things under heav'n, all places thou, Who for my wilful crime art banished hence.
Page 319 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Page 321 - Speak ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in heaven, On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end.
Page 321 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 321 - Shot parallel to the earth his dewy ray, Discovering in wide landscape all the east Of Paradise and Eden's happy plains, Lowly they bow'd adoring, and began Their orisons, each morning duly paid In various style...
Page 319 - Not distant far from thence, a murmuring sound Of waters issued from a cave, and spread Into a liquid plain, then stood unmoved, Pure as the expanse of Heaven: I thither went, With unexperienced thought, and laid me down On the green bank, to look into the clear Smooth lake, that to me seem'd another sky.
Page 318 - Still as they thirsted, scoop the brimming stream ; Nor gentle purpose, nor endearing smiles Wanted, nor youthful dalliance, as beseems Fair couple, link'd in happy nuptial league, Alone as they. About them frisking play'd All beasts of the earth, since wild, and of all chase In wood or wilderness, forest or den...
Page 320 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Page 17 - Had been better far than dying Of a grieved and broken heart. ' Unrepining at thy glory, Thy successful arms we hail; But remember our sad story, And let Hosier's wrongs prevail : Sent in this foul clime to languish, Think what thousands fell in vain, Wasted with disease and anguish, Not in glorious battle slain.