Drydens̕ Palamon and ArciteGinn, 1898 - 93 pages |
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Page 39 - Thebes' old walls pursue their way, Each to provide his champions for the day. • 435 It might be deemed, on our historian's part, Or too much negligence or want of art, If he forgot the vast magnificence Of royal Theseus, and his large expense. He first...
Page 47 - The balls of his broad eyes rolled in his head, And glared betwixt a yellow and a red ; He looked a lion with a gloomy stare, And o'er his eyebrows hung his matted hair ; Big-boned, and large of limbs, with sinews strong, Broad-shouldered, and his arms were round and long.
Page 41 - Where neither beast, nor human kind repair; The fowl, that scent afar, the borders fly, And shun the bitter blast, and wheel about the sky. A cake of scurf lies baking on the ground, And prickly stubs, instead of trees, are found; Or woods, with knots and knares...
Page 70 - Tis all I can enjoy of all your charms : This hand I cannot but in death resign ; Ah, could I live ! but while I live 'tis mine. I feel my end approach, and thus embraced, Am pleased to die ; but hear me speak my last.
Page 69 - Fate could not choose a more malicious hour! What greater curse could envious fortune give, Than just to die when I began to live ! Vain men, how vanishing a bliss we crave, Now warm in love, now withering in the grave ! Never, O ! never more to see the sun ! Still dark, in a damp vault, and still alone ! This fate is common ; but I lose my breath Near bliss, and yet not bless'd before my death.
Page 60 - And the last comers bear the former to the sides. The throng is in the midst : the common crew Shut out, the hall admits the better few ; In knots they stand, or in a rank they walk, Serious in aspect, earnest in their talk : Factious, and favouring this or t...
Page 53 - That one must be rejected, one succeed, Make him my lord, within whose faithful breast Is fix'd my image, and who loves me best.