The Works of the Greek and Roman Poets, Volume 3, Part 1

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Suttaby, Evance, and Fox, 1813 - Greek literature
 

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Page 89 - 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.
Page 38 - Big tears of transport stand in every eye: I check their fondness, and command to fly. Aboard in haste they heave the wealthy sheep, And snatch their oars, and rush into the deep. Now off at sea, and from the shallows clear, As far as human voice could reach the ear; With taunts the distant giant I accost, Hear me, O Cyclop!
Page 71 - Not first, the Power of wisdom march'd before, And ere the sacrificing throng he join'd, Admonish'd thus his well-attending mind: ' Proceed, my son! this youthful shame expel; An honest business never blush to tell.
Page 134 - But these, no doubt, some oracle explore, That tells, the great Ulysses is no more. Hence springs their confidence, and from our sighs Their rapine strengthens, and their riots rise : Constant as Jove the night and day bestows, Bleeds a whole hecatomb, a vintage flows.
Page 89 - The smooth-hair'd horses, and the rapid car. Observant of his word, the word scarce spoke, The sons obey, and join them to the yoke. Then bread and wine a ready handmaid brings, And presents, such as suit the state of kings. The glittering...
Page 122 - While in th' embrace of pleasing sleep I lay, Sudden, invited by auspicious gales, They land my goods, and hoist their flying sails.
Page 102 - The silent fisher casts th' insidious food, With fraudful care he waits the finny prize, And sudden lifts it quivering to the skies...
Page 8 - Rise, then, ye skill'd in measures ; let him bear Your fame to men that breathe a distant air ; And faithful say, to you the powers belong To race, to sail, to dance, to chant the song. " But, herald, to the palace swift repair, And the soft lyre to grace our pastimes bear.
Page 167 - Four acres was the' allotted space of ground, Fenc'd with a green enclosure all around : Tall thriving trees confess'd the fruitful mould ; The reddening apple lipens here to gold : Here the blue fig with luscious juice o'erflows, With deeper red the full pomegranate glows, The branch here bends beneath the weighty pear. And verdant olives flourish round the year.
Page 168 - This through the gardens leads its streams around, Visits each plant, and waters all the ground: While that in pipes beneath the palace flows, And thence its current on the town bestows ; To various use their various streams they bring, The people one, and one supplies the king...

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