Observations on the tin trade of the ancients in Cornwall, and on the 'Ictis' of Diodorus Siculus

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Page 9 - Tarshish was thy merchant by reason of the multitude of all kind of riches; with silver, iron, tin, and lead, they traded in thy fairs.
Page 6 - The hero's words the willing chiefs obey, From their tired bodies wipe the dust away, And, clothed anew, the following games survey. And now succeed the gifts ordain'd to grace The youths contending in the rapid race : A silver urn that full six measures held, By none in weight or workmanship excell'd : Sidonian artists taught the frame to shine, Elaborate, with artifice divine ; Whence Tyrian sailors did the prize transport, And gave to Thoas at the Lemnian port...
Page 8 - Tyrus, that were in thee, were thy pilots. The ancients of Gebal and the wise men thereof were in thee thy calkers: all the ships of the sea with their mariners were in thee to occupy thy merchandise.
Page 9 - Thine heart was lifted up because of thy beauty ; thou hast corrupted thy wisdom by reason of thy brightness : I will cast thee to the ground, I will lay thee before kings that they may behold thee.
Page 7 - Fine linen with broidered work from Egypt was that which thou spreadest forth to be thy sail; blue and purple from the isles of Elishah was that which covered thee. The inhabitants of Zidon and Arvad were thy mariners: thy wise men, O Tyrus, that were in thee, were thy pilots.
Page 9 - When thy wares went forth out of the seas, thou filledst many people ; thou didst enrich the kings of the earth with the multitude of thy riches and of thy merchandise.
Page 6 - O thou that art situate at the entry of the sea, which art a merchant of the people for many isles, thus saith the Lord God; O Tyrus, thou hast said, I am of perfect beauty.
Page 7 - Cast on the plain, the brazen burden rings: Arms which of late divine Sarpedon wore, And great Patroclus in short triumph bore. "Stand forth the bravest of our host! (he cries) Whoever dares deserve so rich a prize, Now grace the lists before our army's sight, And sheathed in steel, provoke his foe to fight.

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