The Aeneid of Virgil |
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Acestes Æneas Æneid altars Anchises arms Ascanius Ausonian band battle's behold beneath bids blood brave breast breath brow chief Chimæra comrades coursers crew cries crown Dardan dart dead death deep Dido divine dread E'en earth Eneas Eryx eyes fair falchion fame fate father Faunus fear fierce fight fire flame fleet flies flood gallant gate gods gold gore hand head heart heaven host Ilium's Iulus javelin Jove Jove's Juno Juturna king land Latian Latinus Latium's Lausus loud Messapus Mezentius mighty Mnestheus neath night o'er oars once Pallas plain prayer Priam Priam's pride proud queen race round Rutule sail Sergestus shade shield shore side sire skies slain soul spear stand steed steel stood sword Tarchon tears Teucrian thee thou throne tide tower town train Trojan Troy Troy's Turnus Twas Venus walls warrior wave wind wood wound youth
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Page 218 - A spirit whose celestial flame Glows in each member of the frame And stirs the mighty whole. Thence souls of men and cattle spring, And the gay people of the wing, And those strange shapes that ocean hides Beneath the smoothness of his tides. A fiery strength inspires their lives, An essence that from heaven derives, Though clogged in part by limbs of clay And the dull
Page 450 - gainst the foe " Not human help, nor sovereign art, Nor old lapis healed that smart : 'Tis Heaven that interferes, to save For greater deeds the strength it gave." The chief, impatient of delays, His legs in pliant gold arrays, And to and fro his javelin sways. And now, his corslet round his breast, In his mailed arms his child he pressed, Kissed through his helm, and thus addressed " Learn of your father to be great, Of others to be fortunate.
Page 225 - With gifts like these for aye to hold, Rome's heart had e'en been overbold. Ah ! what a groan from Mars's plain Shall o'er the city sound ! How wilt thou gaze on that long train, Old Tiber, rolling to the main Beside his new-raised mound ! No youth of Ilium's seed inspires With hope as fair his Latlan sires : Nor Rome shall dandle on her knee A nursling so adored as he.
Page 135 - And, Tyrians, you through time to come His seed with deathless hatred chase : Be that your gift to Dido's tomb : No love, no league 'twixt race and race. Rise from my ashes, scourge of crime, Born to pursue the Dardan horde To-day, to-morrow, through all time, Oft as our hands can wield the sword : Fight shore with shore, fight sea with sea, Fight all that are or e'er shall be ! " She ceased, and with her heart debates How best to leave the life she hates.
Page 185 - Within the mountain's hollow side A cavern stretches high and wide : A hundred entries thither lead ; A hundred voices thence proceed, Each uttering forth the Sibyl's rede. The sacred threshold now they trod : " Pray for an answer ! pray ! the God," She cries, " the God is nigh ! " And as before the doors in view She stands, her visage pales its hue, Her locks dishevelled fly, Her breath comes thick, her wild heart glows, Dilating as the madness grows, Her form looks larger to the eye, Unearthly...
Page 15 - When in the bosom of the wood Before him, lo, his mother stood, In mien and gear a Spartan maid, Or like Harpalyce arrayed, Who tires fleet coursers in the chase, And heads the swiftest streams of Thrace. Slung from her shoulders hangs a bow; Loose to the wind her tresses flow; Bare was her knee; her mantle's fold The gathering of a knot controlled. And "Saw ye, youths...
Page 5 - He said, and with his spear struck wide The portals in the mountain side : At once, like soldiers in a band, Forth rush the winds, and scour the land : Then lighting heavily on the main, East, South, and West with storms in train. Heave from its depth the watery floor, And roll great billows to the shore. Then come the clamor and the shriek, The sailors shout, the main-ropes creak: All in a moment sun and skies Are blotted from the Trojans' eyes : Black night is brooding o'er the deep.
Page 218 - Each for himself, we all sustain The durance of our ghostly pain ; Then to Elysium we repair. The few, and breathe this blissful air : Till, many a length of ages past, The inherent taint is cleansed at last, And nonght remains but ether bright, The quintessence of heavenly light.
Page 197 - His eye-balls each a globe of fire. The watery passage Charon keeps, Sole warden of those murky deeps : A sordid mantle round him thrown Girds breast and shoulder like a zone. He plies the pole with dexterous ease, Or sets the sail to catch the breeze, Ferrying the legions of the dead In bark of dusky iron-red, Now marked with age ; but heavenly powers Have fresher, greener eld than ours. Towards the ferry and the shore The multitudinous phantoms pour ; Matrons, and men, and heroes dead, And boys...
Page 3 - He, throned on high, the sceptre sways, Controls their moods, their wrath allays, Break but that sceptre, sea and land And heaven's ethereal deep Before them they would whirl like sand, And through the void air sweep.