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Achilles Acrisius Æneas ancients Apollo Argos arms arrows Bacchus bade beautiful beheld Bellerophon bright called cave Ceres chariot Chimæra clouds Cronus darkness daughter death Deianeira Diana divinities earth Edipus Elton's tr Epimetheus escape Eurydice Eurystheus eyes fair fate father fell fire Gæa giants goddess gods golden Greece Greeks Hades hand hastened head heard heart heaven Hercules hero HESIOD HOMER Bryant's tr honor Iobates Jason journey Juno Jupiter Jupiter's king land LEWIS MORRIS lover maiden marry Mars Meleager Mercury Minerva monster mortal mother Mount myths Neptune night nymphs Olympus oracle OVID palace Pelias Perseus personification Pluto promised Proserpina Psyche punish queen river sails seized sent shore sight slain slay soon SOPHOCLES SOPHOCLES Francklin's tr story suddenly suitors Tartarus temple Theseus Thetis thou Trojans Troy Ulysses Venus vessel VIRGIL Conington's tr Vulcan wandered waves wife wind worshiped young youth
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Page 76 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Page 168 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
Page 91 - Or view the lord of the unerring bow, The god of life and poesy and light, — The sun in human limbs arrayed, and brow All radiant from his triumph in the fight ; The shaft hath just been shot, — the arrow bright With an immortal's vengeance; in his eye And nostril beautiful disdain and might And majesty flash their full lightnings by, Developing in that one glance the deity.
Page 317 - mid unfading bowers. Yet tears to human suffering are due ; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone, As fondly he believes. Upon the side Of Hellespont (such faith was entertained) A knot of spiry trees for ages grew From out the tomb of him for whom she died ; And ever, when such stature they had gained That Ilium's walls were subject to their view, The trees...
Page 179 - And as I sat, over the light blue hills There came a noise of revellers: the rills Into the wide stream came of purple hue — 'Twas Bacchus and his crew! The earnest trumpet spake, and silver thrills From kissing cymbals made a merry din — 'Twas Bacchus and his kin! Like to a moving vintage down they came, Crown'd with green leaves, and faces all on flame; All madly dancing through the pleasant valley, To scare thee, Melancholy!
Page 339 - Branches they bore of that enchanted stem, Laden with flower and fruit, whereof they gave To each, but whoso did receive of them...
Page 72 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close, As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose...
Page 149 - Our conquerors to mourn as we do now. "Have ye beheld the young God of the Seas, "My dispossessor? Have ye seen his face? " Have ye beheld his chariot, foam'd along "By noble winged creatures he hath made? "I saw him on the calmed waters scud, "With such a glow of beauty in his eyes, "That it enforc'd me to bid sad farewell "To all my empire...
Page 105 - Fresh as the foam, new-bathed in Paphian wells, With rosy slender fingers backward drew From her warm brows and bosom her deep hair Ambrosial, golden round her lucid throat And shoulder: from the violets her light foot Shone rosy-white, and o'er her rounded form Between the shadows of the vine-bunches Floated the glowing sunlights, as she moved. "Dear mother Ida, harken ere I die.
Page 144 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...