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Page 182 - Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son : Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Page 184 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Page 185 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Page 185 - Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead And amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Page 182 - With flying fingers touch'd the lyre; The trembling notes ascend the sky And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove Who left his blissful seats above — Such is the power of mighty love! ^ A dragon's fiery form belied the god; Sublime on radiant spires he rode When he to fair Olympia...
Page 893 - Father of light and life, thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure; Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
Page 20 - I possessed at this time but one book in the world : it was a treatise on algebra, given to me by a young woman, who had found it in a lodginghouse. I considered it as a treasure ; but it was a treasure locked up ; for it supposed the reader to be well acquainted with simple equations, and I knew nothing of the matter.
Page 182 - Sate like a blooming eastern bride, In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair ! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair.
Page 495 - Essays on the Lives and Writings of Fletcher of Saltoun and the Poet Thomson: Biographical, critical, and political. With some Pieces of Thomson's never before published.
Page 23 - ... the deficiencies of his fortune. On examining into the nature of my literary attainments, he found them absolutely nothing: he heard, however, with equal surprise and pleasure, that amidst the grossest ignorance of books, I had made a very considerable progress in the mathematics. He engaged me to enter into the details...