Pindar

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Valpy, 1830 - 248 pages
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Page 11 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page ix - See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand: O! that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek.
Page 19 - Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Page 25 - And pales of glittering tin th' enclosure grace. To this, one pathway gently winding leads, Where march a train with baskets on their heads, (Fair maids and blooming youths) that smiling bear The purple product of th
Page 22 - Two cities radiant on the shield appear, The image one of peace, and one of war, Here sacred pomp and genial feast delight, And solemn dance, and hymeneal rite; Along the street the new-made brides are led, With torches flaming to the nuptial bed : The youthful dancers in a circle bound To the soft flute, and cithern's silver sound: Through the fair streets the matrons in a row Stand in their porches, and enjoy the show.
Page 236 - Oh! too convincing - dangerously dear In woman's eye the unanswerable tear That weapon of her weakness she can wield, To save, subdue at once her spear and shield: Avoid it - Virtue ebbs and Wisdom errs, Too fondly gazing on that grief of hers! What lost a world, and bade a hero fly? The timid tear in Cleopatra's eye.
Page vi - The Pleiads, Hyads, with the northern team; And great Orion's more refulgent beam; To which, around the axle of the sky, The Bear, revolving, points his golden eye, Still shines exalted on th' ethereal plain, Nor bathes his blazing forehead in the main.
Page 17 - From the clear vein a stream immortal flow'd, Such stream as issues from a wounded god...
Page x - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar: When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow : Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Page xii - Whether the swift, the skilful, or the strong, Be crowned in his nimble, artful, vigorous song : Whether some brave young man's untimely fate, In words worth dying for, he celebrate, Such mournful and such pleasing words, As joy to his mother's and his mistress' grief affords : He bids him live and grow in fame, Among the stars he sticks his name.

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