The Fologues

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Page 163 - Howls horrible from underneath, and fills His hollow palace with unmanly yells. The hero stands above, and from afar Plies him with darts, and stones, and distant war. He, from his nostrils and huge mouth, expires...
Page 118 - Let others better mould the running mass Of metals, and inform the breathing brass, And soften into flesh, a marble face ; Plead better at the bar ; describe the skies, And when the stars descend, and when they rise. But Rome ! 'tis thine alone, with awful sway, To rule mankind, and make the world obey. Disposing peace and war, thy own majestic way : To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free: — These are imperial arts and worthy thee.
Page 112 - This active mind, infus'd thro' all the space, Unites and mingles with the mighty mass. Hence men and beasts the breath of life obtain, And birds of air, and monsters of the main. Th...
Page 45 - Oppress'd with numbers in th' unequal field, His men discourag'd, and himself expell'd, Let him for succour sue from place to place, Torn from his subjects, and his son's embrace. First let him see his friends in battle slain, And their untimely fate lament in vain: And when, at length, the cruel war shall cease, On hard conditions may he buy his peace: Nor let him then enjoy supreme command; But fall, untimely, by some hostile hand, And lie unbury'd on the barren sand!
Page 117 - Embrace again, my sons! be foes no more; Nor stain your country with her children's gore! And thou, the first, lay down thy lawless claim, Thou, of my blood, who bear'st the Julian name!
Page 30 - His flying feet, and mounts the western winds : And, whether o'er the seas or earth he flies, With rapid force they bear him down the skies. But first he grasps within his awful hand. The mark of...
Page 15 - The cave, tho' large, was dark ; the dismal floor Was pav'd with mangled limbs and putrid gore. Our monstrous host, of more than human size, Erects his head, and stares within the skies; Bellowing his voice, and horrid is his hue. Ye gods, remove this plague from mortal view ! The joints of slaughter'd wretches are his food; And for his wine he quaffs the streaming blood.
Page 118 - His son, or one of his illustrious name? How like the former, and almost the same! Observe the crowds that compass him around : All gaze, and all admire, and raise a shouting sound: But hov'ring mists around his brows are spread ; And night, with sable shades, involves his head.
Page 170 - He said. They set their former work aside, And their new toils with eager haste divide. A flood of molten silver, brass, and gold, And deadly steel, in the large furnace roll'd; Of this, their artful hands a shield prepare, Alone sufficient to sustain the war.
Page 222 - Auletes leads : a hundred sweep With stretching oars at once the glassy deep. Him and his martial train the Triton bears ; High on his poop the sea-green god appears: Frowning he seems his crooked shell to sound, And at the blast the billows dance around.

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