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... head . No other notes are there- fore to be expected than such as may tend to explain particular passages , or point out the secret connection , or some latent beauties . A general opinion seems to prevail , that Pindar , however ...
... head . No other notes are there- fore to be expected than such as may tend to explain particular passages , or point out the secret connection , or some latent beauties . A general opinion seems to prevail , that Pindar , however ...
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... head ! 85 What storms , what thunders with dread roar Have burst his shatter'd branches o'er , Ere in full grandeur to th ' admiring eyes Of all the land his mighty stature rise ! So midst long toils and cares and perils rose This ...
... head ! 85 What storms , what thunders with dread roar Have burst his shatter'd branches o'er , Ere in full grandeur to th ' admiring eyes Of all the land his mighty stature rise ! So midst long toils and cares and perils rose This ...
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... heads . " MILTON . " Pants through the pathless desert of the air . " " Like one that had been led astray , Thro ' the heav'n's wide pathless way . " MILTON . MASON . V. 16. Olympia's king . ] Jupiter presided over the Olympic games ...
... heads . " MILTON . " Pants through the pathless desert of the air . " " Like one that had been led astray , Thro ' the heav'n's wide pathless way . " MILTON . MASON . V. 16. Olympia's king . ] Jupiter presided over the Olympic games ...
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... head Their righteous vengeance fall . If ever man with fav'ring love Was notic'd by the pow'rs above , That man was Tantalus . Ah weak and vain ! The honours of heav'n's golden plain , The bliss divine , unable to digest , With ...
... head Their righteous vengeance fall . If ever man with fav'ring love Was notic'd by the pow'rs above , That man was Tantalus . Ah weak and vain ! The honours of heav'n's golden plain , The bliss divine , unable to digest , With ...
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... head . And oft revering strangers shed Tears to his memory , thronging round The altar on Jove's hallow'd ground . 145 150 P. 151 , The altar . ] Jove's altar was very near ; where afterwards those , who attended the games , used to ...
... head . And oft revering strangers shed Tears to his memory , thronging round The altar on Jove's hallow'd ground . 145 150 P. 151 , The altar . ] Jove's altar was very near ; where afterwards those , who attended the games , used to ...
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Achilles Adrastus Ægina Alcides Alcmanes Amphiaraus ancient Antistrophe Apollo Arcesilaus Aristagoras arms Battus Beccles bids blest breast breath bright brow celebrate champion charms clouds contest Corinth coursers crown crown'd Cyrene dart daughter divine dread Eacus Euphemus ev'ry eyes fame Fate father fav'ring fire flow'rs gained giv'n glitt'ring glorious glory Glory's glows gods gold golden grace ground hail hand hear heart heav'n heav'nly Hercules hero hero's Heyne Hiero honour honour'd host hymn immortal Iolaus isle Isthmian Jove Jove's king land loud lov'd lyre mighty mortal Muse ne'er Nemean Neptune o'er Olympia OLYMPIC ODE Onchestus Orchomenus Peleus Pelias Pelops Phorcus Pindar plain poet pow'r praise prize Pytheas Pythian race rise roll sceptre shine shore sing sire skies smile song sons soul spear steeds strain sweet swelling Theban Thebes thee thine thou throne thunder Tlepolemus toil triumphal vex'd victory virtues voice waves wing youth
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Page 18 - Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear, Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Page 116 - Rocks, dens, and caves ! But I in none of these Find place or refuge ; and the more I see Pleasures about me, so much more I feel Torment within me...
Page 117 - Hath scathed the forest oaks, or mountain pines, With singed top their stately growth though bare Stands on the blasted heath.
Page 355 - THE NEW Testament, in an improved Version, upon the basis of Archbishop Newcome's new translation ; with a corrected text, and notes critical and explanatory.
Page 76 - Nor cast one longing, ling'ring look behind? On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Page 64 - No : my soul confides In that all-healing and all-forming Power, Who on the radiant day when Time was born, Cast his broad eye upon the wild of ocean, And calm'd it with a glance : then plunging deep His mighty arm, pluck'd from its dark domain This throne of freedom, lifted it to light, Girt it with silver cliffs, and call'd it Britain : He did, and will preserve it.
Page 32 - No tree, whose branches did not bravely spring ; No branch, whereon a fine bird did not sit; No bird, but did her shrill notes sweetly sing ; No song but did contain a lovely dit: Trees, branches, birds, and songs were framed fit, For to allure frail mind to careless ease.
Page 32 - To bud out fair, and her sweet smells throw all around. No tree, whose branches did not bravely spring ; No branch, whereon a fine bird did not sit...
Page 32 - It was a chosen plot of fertile land, Emongst wide waves set, like a litle nest, As if it had by Natures cunning hand Bene choisely picked out from all the rest, And laid forth for ensample of the best: No daintie flowre or herbe, that growes on ground, No arboret with painted blossomes drest, And smelling sweet, but there it might be found To bud out faire, and her...
Page 12 - Seek not another star to roll Along the desert air with livelier fires When the sun warms the brightening day ; Or shouldst thou try the tuneful lay Heroes illustrious feats to praise, Can wreath-bound victory nobler raise To Fame the loud triumphal strain Than from Olympia's sacred plain ? Rise then ye bards, whose soul the muse inspires, Through all his courts the happy Hiero sing Victorious ; strike your harps to Jove, Olympia's king !' as close or literal ; we have all the stiffness of translation,...