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Page 50 - Spread mingling fire with darkness. But to see With human eye, and hear with ear of man, Had been as on a time the Heaven and earth Met hurtling in mid-air, as nether earth Crash'd from the centre, and the wreck of Heaven Fell ruining from high. Not less, when Gods Grappled with Gods, the shout and clang of arms Commingled, and the tumult roar'd from Heaven.
Page x - Sin, by troops she shall beside thee stand ; Smooth is the track, her mansion is at hand : Where Virtue dwells the gods have placed before The dropping sweat that springs from every pore ; And ere the foot can reach her high abode, Long, rugged, steep th...
Page xxii - O'er the broad sea the whirlwind of the North, And moves it with his breath: the ocean floods Heave, and earth bellows through her wild of woods. Full many an oak of lofty...
Page 120 - Alas! the meanest flowers which gardens yield, The vilest weeds that flourish in the field, Which dead in wintry sepulchres appear, Revive in spring, and bloom another year: But we, the great, the brave, the learn'd, the wise, Soon as the hand of death has closed our eyes, In tombs forgotten lie; no suns restore; We sleep, for ever sleep, to wake no more.
Page 39 - This was an unnecessary embarrassment; for they were all titles of the same god; there being originally by no means that diversity which is imagined, as Sir John Marsham has very justly observed.
Page 141 - WOULD Jove appoint some flower to reign In matchless beauty on the plain, The rose (mankind will all agree), The rose the queen of flowers should be, The pride of plants, the grace of bowers, The blush of meads, the eye of flowers: Its beauties charm the gods above; Its fragrance is the breath of love; Its foliage wantons in the air Luxuriant, like the flowing hair : It shines in blooming splendour gay, While zephyrs on its bosom play.
Page viii - Dwells in their borders, and their youth increase : Nor Jove, whose radiant eyes behold afar, Hangs forth in heaven the signs of grievous war.
Page viii - The God sends down his angry plagues from high, Famine and pestilence; in heaps they die...
Page 152 - Joy at the news, and follow with delight; 80 !Not to the gods to pay the rites divine, Or offer incense at some sacred shrine; Few are their offerings, and concise their prayer, Who give their whole devotion to the fair. As through the temple pass'd the Sestian maid, Her face, a soften'd dignity display'd; Thus silver Cynthia's milder glories rise, To glad the pale dominion of the skies. Her lovely cheeks a pure vermilion shed, Like roses beautifully...

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