The Age of Fable, Or, Stories of Gods and HeroesSanborn, Carter and Bazin, 1855 - 485 стор. The basic work on classical mythology. |
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... wandering wind To cool his brow with its sigh . While mute lay even the wild bee's hum , Nor breath could stir the aspen's hair , His song was still , ' Sweet Air , O come ! ' While Echo answered , ' Come , sweet Air ! ' ' " " CHAPTER ...
... wandering wind To cool his brow with its sigh . While mute lay even the wild bee's hum , Nor breath could stir the aspen's hair , His song was still , ' Sweet Air , O come ! ' While Echo answered , ' Come , sweet Air ! ' ' " " CHAPTER ...
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... wandering saints , and the house being changed into a church , of which Philemon is made the parson . The following may serve as a specimen : " They scarce had spoke , when , fair and soft , The roof began to mount aloft ; Aloft rose ...
... wandering saints , and the house being changed into a church , of which Philemon is made the parson . The following may serve as a specimen : " They scarce had spoke , when , fair and soft , The roof began to mount aloft ; Aloft rose ...
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... wander . ' Twas a lay More subtle - cadenced , more forest - wild Than Dryope's lone lulling of her child ; " & c . VENUS AND ADONIS . Venus , playing one day with her boy Cupid , wounded her bosom with one of his arrows . She pushed ...
... wander . ' Twas a lay More subtle - cadenced , more forest - wild Than Dryope's lone lulling of her child ; " & c . VENUS AND ADONIS . Venus , playing one day with her boy Cupid , wounded her bosom with one of his arrows . She pushed ...
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... wandering deity , but belongs to these mountains . Nor is he like too many of the lovers nowadays , who love any one they happen to see ; he loves you , and you only . Add to this , he is young and handsome , and has the art of assuming ...
... wandering deity , but belongs to these mountains . Nor is he like too many of the lovers nowadays , who love any one they happen to see ; he loves you , and you only . Add to this , he is young and handsome , and has the art of assuming ...
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... wandering over his snowy neck and crimson cheek , with two dewy wings on his shoulders , whiter than snow , and with shining feathers like the tender blossoms of spring . As she leaned the lamp over to have a nearer view of his face a ...
... wandering over his snowy neck and crimson cheek , with two dewy wings on his shoulders , whiter than snow , and with shining feathers like the tender blossoms of spring . As she leaned the lamp over to have a nearer view of his face a ...
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Achilles Æneas alludes ancient Apollo arms arrow Bacchus Baldur beauty became behold birds body Brahmans breath brother called cave Ceres chariot Chimæra Cyclopes daughter dead death deity Diana Dryope earth Eneas Eurystheus eyes fate father fell fire fled friends gave giant goddess gods golden Greeks hand head heard heaven Hector Hercules hero Hippomenes honor horse husband island Jove Juno Jupiter king land Loki looked maiden Medea Meleager Milton Minerva monster mother mountain Neptune night nymphs Odin oracle Ovid palace Patroclus Phaëton Pirithous poem poet Priam Psyche queen river rock sacred says Scylla seized sent serpent ship shore Sibyl sight sister stars stone stood story struck sword temple Thebes thee Theseus Thor thou threw told took tree Trojans Troy turned Turnus Ulysses Utgard-Loki Venus virgin waves wife wind wings wound youth
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Сторінка 85 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots...
Сторінка 398 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Сторінка 84 - Not that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower by gloomy Dis Was gathered, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world...
Сторінка 38 - The herded wolves, bold only to pursue; The obscene ravens, clamorous o'er the dead; The vultures to the conqueror's banner true Who feed where Desolation first has fed, And whose wings rain contagion...
Сторінка 479 - Talibus orabat dictis, arasque tenebat, Cum sic orsa loqui vates : ' Sate sanguine divom, 125 Tros Anchisiada, facilis descensus Averno ; Noctes atque dies patet atri janua Ditis ; Sed revocare gradum superasque evadere ad auras, Hoc opus, hie labor est.
Сторінка 52 - Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide; Towers and battlements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Сторінка 366 - Into the burning lake their baleful streams. Abhorred Styx, the flood of deadly hate : Sad Acheron, of sorrow, black and deep ; Cocytus, named of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream ; fierce Phlegethon, Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.
Сторінка 300 - Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore, Give me TO SEE, — and Ajax asks no more.
Сторінка 56 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Сторінка 145 - Pure as the expanse of heaven I thither went With unexperienced thought and laid me down On the green bank to look into the clear Smooth lake that to me seemed another sky. As I bent down to look just opposite A shape within the watery gleam appeared Bending to look on me. I started back It started back but pleased I soon returned Pleased it returned as soon with answering looks Of sympathy and love.