Priam's hoary hairs defiled with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore, As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread ; I see thee trembling, weeping, captive led ! In Argive looms our battles to design, And woes, of which so large a part was thine... The Iliad of Homer - Page 216by Homer - 1853 - 664 pagesFull view - About this book
| English poetry - 1770 - 268 pages
...imperial Troy ! muft bend, And fee thy warrioors fail, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the fhore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
| Homerus, William Holwell - 1776 - 392 pages
...imperial Troy ! muft bend, And fee thy warriours fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire .prefag? fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind^ Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, . . Not all my brothers gafping on the fhore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs... | |
| John Walter - 1785 - 258 pages
...imperial Troy !— muft bend ; Muft fee thy warriors fall ; thy glories end. And, yet, no dire preface fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers galping on the fhore,. As thine, Andromache!- — Thy griefs... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1785 - 568 pages
...thou, imperial Troy ! mufl bend, And fee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind ; Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the more ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
| William Scott - Elocution - 1789 - 416 pages
...! — muft bend, Muft fee thy warriours fall, thy glories end. And, yet, no dire prefage fb wonnds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers galping on the fhore, As thine, Andromache ! — Thy griefs... | |
| Robert Anderson - English poetry - 1795 - 902 pages
...imperial Troy ! mud bend, / And tee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the more ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
| Robert Anderson - English poetry - 1795 - 1104 pages
...thou, imperial Troy ! mud bend, And fee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no-dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs deul'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the fliore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
| John Dickinson - United States - 1801 - 450 pages
...end — ".f f The remainder of this speech of Hectar to Andromacbi, consists of these line* : — " And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, " My mother's...As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread : " I see thec trembling, weeping, captive led ! " In Argive looms our battles to design, " And woes, of which... | |
| John Dickinson - Pennsylvania - 1801 - 650 pages
...And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, " My mother.s death, the ruin of my kind, " Not Priam.s hoary hairs defiled with gore, " Not all my brothers...As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread : " I see thec trembling, weeping, captive led! <' In Argive looms our battles to design, • f " And woes, of... | |
| 1802 - 448 pages
...tongue relates /) The day when thou, imperial Troy ! mult bead. And see thy warriurs fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind} My...death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs, dejil'd 'with gore, Not all my brothers, gasping on the shore, As thine, Audremache ! thy griefs I... | |
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