ÆneidFrederick Brigham De Berard Bodleian Society, 1905 - Literature |
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Æneas ÆNEID amid Anchises armor arms Ascanius Ausonian bear behold blood blow bore brave brazen breast breath chief Chimæra clamors clouds CONINGTON CRANCH Creusa cries crown Dardan dare darts death deep Dido dread E'en earth Eneas eyes falchion fame fate father Faunus fear field fierce fight fire flames fleet flies flood force fury gates goddess gods hand hast head heart heaven Iulus javelin Jove Juno Juturna king land Latian Latinus Lausus limbs lofty loud Messapus Mezentius mighty Mnestheus neath night o'er oars Pallas Pandarus pierced prayer Priam Pyrrhus Queen race rage roll round rushing Rutule Rutulian sacred seek Sergestus shade shield shore shouts side sire skies slain slay soul spear spoke stand stars steeds steel stood sword Tarchon tears thee thou Thrice throng towers town trembling Trojan troops Troy Troy's turn Turnus Venus walls waves weapons winds wings wood wound youth
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Page 13 - This way, and that, th' impatient captives tend, And pressing for release, the mountains rend. High in his hall, th' undaunted monarch stands, And shakes his sceptre, and their rage commands: Which did he not, their unresisted sway Would sweep the world before them in their way: Earth, air and seas through empty space would roll, And heav'n would fly before the driving soul.
Page 11 - His banish'd gods restor'd to rites divine, And settled sure succession in his line, From whence the race of Alban fathers come, And the long glories of majestic Rome.
Page 106 - Let others better mould the running mass Of metals, and inform the breathing brass, And soften into flesh, a marble face ; Plead better at the bar ; describe the skies, And when the stars descend, and when they rise.
Page 227 - As hopes and fears their panting hearts divide. But all in pieces flies the traitor sword, And, in the middle stroke, deserts his lord. Now 'tis but death or flight: disarm'd he flies, When in his hand an unknown hilt he spies.
Page 44 - Whom did I not, of gods or men, accuse ? This was the fatal blow, that pain'd me more Than all I felt from ruin'd Troy before. Stung with my loss, and raving with despair, Abandoning my now forgotten care, Of counsel, comfort, and of hope, bereft, My sire, my son, my country gods, I left.
Page 139 - Renown'd on earth, esteem'd among the gods. This is my certain seat. In times to come, My waves shall wash the walls of mighty Rome.
Page 16 - Meantime imperial Neptune heard the sound Of raging billows breaking on the ground. Displeased, and fearing for his...
Page 58 - Ev'n when thy fleet is landed on the shore, And priests with holy vows the gods adore, Then with a purple veil involve your eyes, Lest hostile faces blast the sacrifice.
Page 18 - My son, my strength, whose mighty power alone Controls the Thunderer on his awful throne ! To thee thy much-afflicted mother flies, And on thy succour and thy faith relies.
Page 74 - An exile from his son's embrace, So let him sue for aid, and see His people slain before his face ; Nor, when to humbling peace at length He stoops, be his or life or land, But let him fall in manhood's strength And welter tombless on the sand. Such malison to heaven I pour, A last libation with my gore. And, Tyrians, you through time to come His seed with deathless hatred chase : Be that your gift to Dido's tomb : No love, no league 'twixt race and race. Rise from my ashes, scourge of crime, Born...