PoemsHansard, 1810 - 134 páginas |
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... thine heart recoil " From the dire tillage of the Martial soil , " Leave that to me : the coward hence shall know " How vain his contest with a nobler foe . " In haughty tone thus spake th ' imperious King ; Straight from their seats ...
... thine heart recoil " From the dire tillage of the Martial soil , " Leave that to me : the coward hence shall know " How vain his contest with a nobler foe . " In haughty tone thus spake th ' imperious King ; Straight from their seats ...
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... thine ear , “ What need requires , it fits not to defer . " Thou oft hast heard me of a Virgin tell 66 Deep skill'd by Hecat in each magic spell : " If her auspicious to our hopes we gain , 66 Unconquer'd com'st thou from the Martial ...
... thine ear , “ What need requires , it fits not to defer . " Thou oft hast heard me of a Virgin tell 66 Deep skill'd by Hecat in each magic spell : " If her auspicious to our hopes we gain , 66 Unconquer'd com'st thou from the Martial ...
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... thine eyes " To see what readier Hero may be found ; " I shrink not from the labour , for of all " Our ills , is death the last that can befall ! Thus spake of Æacus the warlike Son ; Up springs in haste the dauntless Telamon . Idas ...
... thine eyes " To see what readier Hero may be found ; " I shrink not from the labour , for of all " Our ills , is death the last that can befall ! Thus spake of Æacus the warlike Son ; Up springs in haste the dauntless Telamon . Idas ...
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... thine aid I come , " If yet thy counsels might avert their doom ; 66 66 Swear , by the Heav'ns and Earth , that in thy breast My words with sacred confidence shall rest ! " Lo ! by th ' immortal Gods I urge my pray'r ! 66 Thyself , thy ...
... thine aid I come , " If yet thy counsels might avert their doom ; 66 66 Swear , by the Heav'ns and Earth , that in thy breast My words with sacred confidence shall rest ! " Lo ! by th ' immortal Gods I urge my pray'r ! 66 Thyself , thy ...
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... thine my soul with horror rend ! " Oh ! that to save thy Sons the pow'r were giv'n , 66 66 66 By thine own dreadful oath adjur'd ; by Heav'n , By Earth , the Mother of the Gods , I swear ! ( Vows which the race of Colchis most revere ) ...
... thine my soul with horror rend ! " Oh ! that to save thy Sons the pow'r were giv'n , 66 66 66 By thine own dreadful oath adjur'd ; by Heav'n , By Earth , the Mother of the Gods , I swear ! ( Vows which the race of Colchis most revere ) ...
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Æeta Æeta's anguish Apollonius Apollonius Rhodius Argonauts Argus arms Athamas Augeas band bark beam beneath Boeotia bosom breast bright Calciope Castor and Pollux charms cheeks Chief Colchian Maid Colchis comrades counsel Crew dart daughter dire dome earth Eeta ev'ry eyes fame Fancy Fancy's fate fear Fear strikes fierce fire fix'd flames flow foes Friend glows Goddess Golden Fleece Grecian Greece grief guest hand heart Heav'n Hecat Hence herbs Heroes honour'd host join'd Jove King land Lest Luke Hansard magic MEDEA AND JASON mighty Connal mind Mopsus mountain's native Nymph o'er o'er the plain Orchomenus pangs Parent's Pelias Phineus Phrixus Phrontis plac'd Poem pow'rs pray'r race rage rais'd realms rise sacred Sarmatians scene secret shore Sire sleep soft Sons sorrows soul Straight task tears Telamon tender thee thine thou toil tow'ring train urg'd Virgin Virgin train warlike wild Youth
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Página vi - Knight of the most ancient and most noble Order of the Thistle...
Página 100 - Exhausted by her painful throes/ Let Nature take her due repose : Sweet, dearest Anna, be thy sleep, .. . While I my joyful vigils keep ! , . '. , Oh t be thy joys sincere As mine ' For sure my pangs have equall'd thine.
Página 101 - Heaven for all the danger past, Heaven for no trivial cause ordains, That joy like this succeeds thy pains, But by this sacred pledge demands A parent's duty at thy hands; While thou thy infant charge shalt rear, My love shall lighten every care.
Página 100 - EXHAUSTED by her painful throes, Let Nature take her due repose ; Sweet, dearest Anna, be thy sleep, While I my joyful vigils keep ! O ! be thy joy sincere as mine, For sure my pangs have equall'd thine \ Sleep on — and, waking, thou shalt see All that may sooth thy pains, in me — Friend, Husband, and (O name most dear) The Father of thy new-born care.
Página 118 - Ah si vous pouviez comprendre Ce que je ressens pour vous ; L'amour n'a rien de si tendre, Ni l'amitié de si doux.
Página 102 - In her may I those manners see, Those virtues, I adore in Thee. TO THO ORDE, ESQ, (afterwards Lord BOLTON,) IN RETURN FOE HIS "SKETCH OF A FAMILY.
Página v - The Loves of Medea and Jason," a poem, in three books, translated from the Greek of Apollonius Rhodius Argonauticus.
Página 100 - When what was his, shall be no longer thine, May'st thou, like him, life's last sad load sustain, With mind unshaken in the hour of pain ! Death's call, like him, undaunted may'st thou hear, And want no Son to mourn thy sacred bier ! To His WIFE, ON THE BIRTH OF HER FIRST CHILD.
Página 98 - Barton's rural seat With sweet Contentment fix your calm retreat ; In the late Pastor's honour'd steps you tread, And lead the Flock which once my Father led : While we, forsakers of our native plain, One aged Parent's feeble steps sustain ; Content, tho' sad, if yet our pious care Might mitigate the loss we can't repair!
Página 88 - Mark how in dreams, whate'er the Fancy's theme, Love, rage or fear, are still in the extreme : Joy, too, by sleep exalted and...