P. Vergili Maronis opera: Notes

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Clarendon Press, 1892
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Page 332 - But when the warrior dieth, His comrades in the war, With arms reversed and muffled drum, Follow his funeral car ; They show the banners taken, They tell his battles won, And after him lead his masterless steed, While peals the minute gun.
Page 14 - And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw...
Page 313 - Incensed with indignation, Satan stood Unterrified, and like a comet burned, That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge In the Arctic sky, and from his horrid hair Shakes pestilence and war.
Page 230 - Where now thy might, which all those kings subdued ? No martial myriads muster in thy gate ; No suppliant nations in thy Temple wait ; No prophet bards, thy glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song : But lawless Force, and meagre Want is there, And the quick-darting eye of restless Fear ; While cold Oblivion, 'mid thy ruins laid, Folds his dank wing beneath the ivy shade.
Page 239 - And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Page 343 - ... at all, it must be sought elsewhere. And, perhaps, if the fancy be permitted, we may imagine that we discern it best in the strange and yearning beauty of the passages which speak of the glorious girlhood of Camilla, the maid unwon; Camilla, whose death a nymph avenges, and whose tale Diana tells; Camilla, whose name leapt first of all to Virgil's lips as he spoke to Dante of their Italy in the underworld.
Page 360 - Glitt'ring lances are the loom, Where the dusky warp we strain, Weaving many a soldier's doom, Orkney's woe and Randver's bane.
Page 135 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Page 117 - Neptune, besides the sway Of every salt flood and each ebbing stream, Took in, by lot 'twixt high and nether Jove, Imperial rule of all the sea-girt Isles...

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