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Page 121 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost.
Page 115 - He spoke, and awful bends his sable brows, Shakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod, The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god : High Heaven with trembling the dread signal took, And all Olympus to the centre shook.
Page 218 - And in process of time it came to pass, that Cain brought of the fruit of the ground an offering unto the LORD. And Abel, he also brought of the firstlings of his flock and of the fat thereof.
Page 222 - And costly furs, and carpets stiff with gold. (The presents of the silver-footed dame) From thence he took a bowl, of antique frame, Which never man had stain'd with ruddy wine, Nor rais'd in offerings to the powers divine, But Peleus' son ; and Peleus' son to none Had rais'd in offerings, but to Jove alone.
Page 173 - There Charon stands, who rules the dreary coast — A sordid god: down from his hoary chin A length of beard descends, uncomb'd, unclean: His eyes, like hollow furnaces on fire; A girdle, foul with grease, binds his obscene attire.
Page 233 - Greater than human kind she seem'd to look, And, with an accent more than mortal, spoke. Her staring eyes with sparkling fury roll, When all the god came rushing on her soul. Swiftly she turn'd, and, foaming as she spoke, —
Page 43 - At her command rush forth the steeds divine ; Rich with immortal gold their trappings shine. Bright Hebe waits ; by Hebe, ever young, The whirling wheels are to the chariot hung. On the bright axle turns the bidden wheel Of sounding brass; the polish'd axle, steel.
Page 49 - O'er her broad shoulders hangs his horrid shield, Dire, black, tremendous ! Round the margin roll'd, A fringe of serpents hissing guards the gold : Here all the terrors of grim War appear, Here rages Force, here tremble Flight and Fear, Here storm'd Contention, and here Fury frown'd, And the dire orb portentous Gorgon crown'd.