The Works of the English Poets: HughesH. Hughs, 1779 |
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Halaman 258
... Electra of Sophocles , where , in the conclusion of the play , Clytemnestra is heard behind the scene crying out in vain for mercy , while her fon is executing his revenge . Perhaps this play was written firft ; and Euripides took up ...
... Electra of Sophocles , where , in the conclusion of the play , Clytemnestra is heard behind the scene crying out in vain for mercy , while her fon is executing his revenge . Perhaps this play was written firft ; and Euripides took up ...
Halaman 259
... Electra , and the alternate starts and returns of madness and reafon in Oreftes , are touched with the most exquifite strokes of nature and paffion . CHORUS , ORESTES , ELECTRA . D CHORU S. RAW near , Electra , to thy brother's couch ...
... Electra , and the alternate starts and returns of madness and reafon in Oreftes , are touched with the most exquifite strokes of nature and paffion . CHORUS , ORESTES , ELECTRA . D CHORU S. RAW near , Electra , to thy brother's couch ...
Halaman 260
... ELECTRA . O my poor brother ; how has fickness chang'd thee ! Thy face , thy beard , so long unwash'd , deform thee , And spread an unknown horror o'er thy mien . ORESTES . I'm weary ; -lead me to my couch again . When my fit leaves me ...
... ELECTRA . O my poor brother ; how has fickness chang'd thee ! Thy face , thy beard , so long unwash'd , deform thee , And spread an unknown horror o'er thy mien . ORESTES . I'm weary ; -lead me to my couch again . When my fit leaves me ...
Halaman 261
Samuel Johnson. ELECTRA . Wilt thou get up , and try again to walk ? Change will perhaps relieve thee . ORESTES . I fain would walk - and , feeming well awhile , Delude my anxious thoughts . ELECTRA . Now hear me , brother ; Hear me ...
Samuel Johnson. ELECTRA . Wilt thou get up , and try again to walk ? Change will perhaps relieve thee . ORESTES . I fain would walk - and , feeming well awhile , Delude my anxious thoughts . ELECTRA . Now hear me , brother ; Hear me ...
Halaman 262
... ELECTRA . The race of Tyndarus Have through all Greece spread infamy and fhame . ORESTE S. Beware then - fhun the deeds of impious women . Wear no false face — be good , as well as feem fo— Beware , I fay- ELECTRA . Alas ! what means my ...
... ELECTRA . The race of Tyndarus Have through all Greece spread infamy and fhame . ORESTE S. Beware then - fhun the deeds of impious women . Wear no false face — be good , as well as feem fo— Beware , I fay- ELECTRA . Alas ! what means my ...
Edisi yang lain - Lihat semua
Istilah dan frasa umum
Ægypt Apollo arms beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bleffings bleft breaſt bright Britannia's Cæfar charms courſe crouds crown'd Cupid Daphne darts defire Doft thou earth ELECTRA ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fcorn fecure feem ferene fhade fhall fhine fhore fhould fide fighs fight filent fing fire firſt fkies flain flame flaves flow flowing tears fmiling foes foft fome fong foon foul fpring ftill ftrains ftreams fuch fwain fword Ganimede glory goddeſs grace grove happy hear heart Heaven heavenly himſelf honours immortal inſpire laft lefs Love lyre maid Mufe Mufic Muſe ne'er numbers nymph o'er pain Peneus plains pleas'd pleaſure Pompey Pothinus praiſe pride purſue rais'd raiſe RECITATIVE reign rife ſcene ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſkies ſky ſmile ſpace ſpread ſtand ſtate thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thouſand tranſport triumphs Venus voice whofe whoſe
Bagian yang populer
Halaman 178 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Halaman 179 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Halaman 180 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy! Thus, long ago, Ere heaving bellows learn'd to blow, While organs yet were mute; Timotheus to his breathing flute And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
Halaman 175 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
Halaman 178 - The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd his care, And sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd, Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again : At length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast.
Halaman 180 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother- wit, and arts unknown before.
Halaman 176 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure — Rich the treasure Sweet the pleasure. Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain, Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Halaman 176 - Sooth'd with the found, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he flew the flain. The mafter faw the madnefs rife, His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he heav'n and earth defy'd, Chang'd his hand, and check'd his pride.
Halaman 99 - Ye blest remains of that illustrious age! Delightful Springs and Woods! — Might I with you my peaceful days live o'er, You, and my friend, whose absence I deplore, Calm as a gentle brook's unruffled tide Should the delicious flowing minutes glide; Discharg'd of care, on unfrequented plains, We'd sing of rural joys in rural strains. No false corrupt delights our thoughts should move, But joys of friendship, poetry, and love. While others...
Halaman 179 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the Snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their Hair, And the Sparkles that flash from their Eyes ! Behold a ghastly Band, Each a Torch in his Hand!