The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 33Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1822 - English poetry |
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... valour and resolution , but who had the advantage of discipline , and were furnished with better arms , both offensive and defensive . Plutarch , in his Laconic apothegms , reports that the Persian king offered to invest Leonidas with ...
... valour and resolution , but who had the advantage of discipline , and were furnished with better arms , both offensive and defensive . Plutarch , in his Laconic apothegms , reports that the Persian king offered to invest Leonidas with ...
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... valour was Dithy- rambus , the son of Harmatides . Among the Lace . dæmonians the most conspicuous next to Leonidas was Dieneces , who , being told that the multitude of Persian arrows would obscure the sun , replied , " the battle ...
... valour was Dithy- rambus , the son of Harmatides . Among the Lace . dæmonians the most conspicuous next to Leonidas was Dieneces , who , being told that the multitude of Persian arrows would obscure the sun , replied , " the battle ...
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... valour , shall she hear That to Barbarian violence we leave Her unprotected walls ? Her hoary sires , Her helpless matrons , and their infant race To servitude and shame ? Her guardian gods Will yet preserve them . Neptune o'er his main ...
... valour , shall she hear That to Barbarian violence we leave Her unprotected walls ? Her hoary sires , Her helpless matrons , and their infant race To servitude and shame ? Her guardian gods Will yet preserve them . Neptune o'er his main ...
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... valour , and contempt of death . Serene he cast his looks around , and spake- Why this astonishment on every face , 66 Ye men of Sparta ? does the name of death Create this fear and wonder ? O my friends , Why do we labour through the ...
... valour , and contempt of death . Serene he cast his looks around , and spake- Why this astonishment on every face , 66 Ye men of Sparta ? does the name of death Create this fear and wonder ? O my friends , Why do we labour through the ...
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... valour we obtain , Your wisdom must preserve . With piercing eyes Contemplate every city , and discern Their various tempers . Some , with partial care , To guard their own , neglect the public weal . Unmov'd and cold are others ...
... valour we obtain , Your wisdom must preserve . With piercing eyes Contemplate every city , and discern Their various tempers . Some , with partial care , To guard their own , neglect the public weal . Unmov'd and cold are others ...
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Abrocomes Agis Alpheus Amphistreus Anaxander ancient Artuchus Asia's awhile band Barbarians bard battle battle of Dettingen Behold Beneath blast bleeds blow bosom brave breast brow buckler chief clouds darts death Demaratus Demophilus Dieneces Diomedon Dithyrambus dreadful dreary earth eternal Eurus Ev'n falchion fame fate floods forehead FRIEND glory goddess graces Grecian Greece groan hail hath head heart heaven hero honours horrors Hydarnes Hyperanthes immortal javelin Jaxartes labour Laconia's king lance laurels Leonidas limbs mace Medon Megistias Muse Mycon Newton night numbers o'er Oïleus pass'd Persian Phocian Phraortes POET Polydorus ponderous praise pride rage rear'd renown resistless rock round Sacian sacred hand sage satraps scatter'd seat shade shalt shield shore skies smiles Sosarmes soul Spartan spear splendours spread streams stretch'd swift sword terror thee Thermopyla Thespia's thou thought throne tide toil trembling valour virtue waves wind wounds Xerxes XXXIII yields
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Page 279 - While, lightly poised, the scaly brood In myriads cleave thy crystal flood ; The springing trout in speckled pride ; The salmon, monarch of the tide ; The ruthless pike, intent on war, The silver eel, and mottled par. Devolving from thy parent lake, A charming maze thy waters make, By bowers of birch and groves of pine. And hedges flower'd with eglantine.
Page 275 - Nor would th' enamour'd Muse neglect to pay To Stanhope's worth5 the tributary lay; The soul unstain'd, the sense sublime to paint, A people's patron, pride and ornament! Did not his virtues eterniz'd remain The boasted theme of Pope's immortal strain. Not ev'n the pleasing task is left, to raise A grateful monument to Barnard's praise; Else should the venerable patriot stand Th' unshaken pillar of a sinking land.
Page 287 - Spaniards' late defeat: And his crews, with shouts victorious, Drank success to England's fleet. On a sudden shrilly sounding, Hideous yells and shrieks were heard; Then each heart with fear confounding, A sad troop of ghosts appear'd.
Page 26 - Sublimest virtue and desire of fame, Where justice gives the laurel; in his eye The inextinguishable spark, which fires The souls of patriots; while his brow supports Undaunted valour and contempt of death.
Page 34 - Unsated, their enraptur'd sight Pursues his graceful stature, and their tongues Extol and hail him as their guardian god. Firm in his nervous hand he gripes the spear. Low as the ankles, from his shoulders hangs The massy shield, and o'er his burnish'd helm The purple plumage nods. Harmonious youths, Around whose brows entwining laurels play, In lofty-sounding strains his praise record ; While snowy-finger'd virgins all the way Bestrew with od'rous garlands.
Page 276 - And taste unspoil'd the frugal table spread; And industry supply the humble store; And sleep' unbribed his dews refreshing shed; White-mantled innocence, ethereal sprite, Shall chase far off the goblins of the night; And Independence o'er the day preside, Propitious power ! my patron and my pride.
Page 92 - Th' immeasurable ranks his sight was lost, A momentary gloom o'ercast his mind, While this reflection fill'd his eyes with tears; That, soon as time a hundred years had told, Not one among those millions should survive. Whence to obscure thy pride arose that cloud? Was it that once humanity could touch A tyrant's breast? Or rather did thy soul Repine, O Xerxes, at the bitter thought That all thy pow'r was mortal...
Page 276 - PARENT of joy! heart-easing Mirth! Whether of Venus or Aurora born, Yet goddess sure of heavenly birth, Visit benign a son of grief forlorn, Thy glittering colours gay, Around him, Mirth, display: And o'er his raptur'd sense Diffuse thy living influence : So shall each hill, in purer green array...
Page 290 - Which o'er his shoulder turn'd the glancing steel ; For one last effort then his scatter'd strength Collecting, levell'd with resistless force The massive orb, and dash'd its brazen verge Full on the Persian's forehead. Down he sunk, Without a groan expiring, as o'erwhelm'd Beneath a marble fragment, from its seat Heav'd by a whirlwind, sweeping o'er the ridge Of some aspiring mansion. Gen'rous prince! What could his valour more ? His single might He match'd with great Leonidas, and fell Before his...
Page 225 - ... time, Awak'da manly tenderness alone, Unmix'd with pity, or with vain regret. A stream of duty, gratitude, and love, Flow'd from the heart of Harmatides...