The Works of Virgil, Volume 2 (Google eBook)

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Page 253 - Sent to the realm that Saturn rul'd of old; Born to restore a better age of gold. Afric and India shall his pow'r obey; He shall extend his propagated sway Beyond the solar year, without the starry way, Where Atlas turns the rolling heav'ns around, And his broad shoulders with their lights are crown'd.
Page liii - Dido; dictates a letter for her just before her death to the ungrateful fugitive, and very unluckily for himself, is for measuring a sword with a man so much superior in force to him on the same subject. I think I may be judge of this, because I have translated both. The famous author of the Art of Love has nothing of his own ; he borrows all from a greater master in his own profession, and which is worse, improves nothing which he finds. Nature fails him, and being forced to his old shift, he has...
Page 241 - These are the realms of unrelenting Fate; And awful Rhadamanthus rules the state: He hears and judges each committed crime; Inquires into the manner, place, and time. The conscious wretch must all his acts reveal (Loth to confess, unable to conceal), From the first moment of his vital breath, To his last hour of unrepenting death. 770 Straight o'er the guilty ghost, the Fury shakes The sounding whip, and brandishes her snakes, And the pale sinner, with her sisters, takes.
Page i - A HEROIC POEM, truly such, is undoubtedly the greatest work which the soul of man is capable to perform.
Page 68 - So shines, renew'd in youth, the crested snake, Who slept the winter in a thorny brake, And, casting off his slough when spring returns, Now looks aloft, and with new glory burns...
Page 258 - 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 cx - It is true he might have easily found more, and then my translation had been more perfect. Two other worthy friends of mine, who desire to have their names concealed, seeing me straitened in my time, took pity on me and gave me the life of Virgil, the two prefaces to the Pastorals and the Georgics and all the arguments in prose to the whole translation; which perhaps has caused a report that the two first poems are not mine.
Page lix - Virgil, must be deprived of that glory ? Is Versailles the less a new building, because the 'architect of that palace hath imitated others which were built before it ? Walls, doors, and windows, apartments, offices, rooms of convenience and magnificence, are in all great houses. So descriptions, figures, fables, and the rest, must be in all heroic poems ; they are the common materials of poetry...
Page 54 - Then with their sharpen'd fangs their limbs and bodies grind. The wretched father, running to their aid With pious haste, but vain, they next invade ; Twice round his waist their winding volumes roll'd ; And twice about his gasping throat they fold. The priest thus doubly choked their crests divide, And towering o'er his head in triumph ride. With both his hands he labours at the knots ; His holy fillets the blue venom blots...
Page 34 - Conscious of worth, requite its own desert! In you this age is happy, and this earth; And parents more than mortal gave you birth. While rolling rivers into seas shall run, And round the space of heav'n the radiant sun; While trees the mountain-tops with shades supply, Your honour, name, and praise shall never die.

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