A Poetical Translation of the Elegies of Tibullus: And of the Poems of Sulpicia, Bind 2A. Millar, 1759 |
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... thee , Phoebus , thus disfigur'd stray ! Who could difcover the fair God of Day ? Conftrain'd by Cupid in a Cott to pine , Where was thy Delos , where thy Pythian Shrine ? Thrice Happiness of fabulous Allufion , is furpaffed by few ...
... thee , Phoebus , thus disfigur'd stray ! Who could difcover the fair God of Day ? Conftrain'd by Cupid in a Cott to pine , Where was thy Delos , where thy Pythian Shrine ? Thrice Happiness of fabulous Allufion , is furpaffed by few ...
Side 48
... Thee , Nomian , we adore , for that from Heaven Defcending , thou on fair Amphrysus ' Banks Didft guard Admetus ' Herds ; fithence the Cow . Produc'd an ampler Store of Milk , and the She - Goat Not without Pain dragg'd her diftended ...
... Thee , Nomian , we adore , for that from Heaven Defcending , thou on fair Amphrysus ' Banks Didft guard Admetus ' Herds ; fithence the Cow . Produc'd an ampler Store of Milk , and the She - Goat Not without Pain dragg'd her diftended ...
Side 49
... thee , Phœbus , & c . ] As the Antients fuppofed , that Apollo fhewed a particular Fondness for fine long curl . ing Hair , they never failed in their Addresses to that God , to praise him , as poffeffing that Ornament . Hence in the ...
... thee , Phœbus , & c . ] As the Antients fuppofed , that Apollo fhewed a particular Fondness for fine long curl . ing Hair , they never failed in their Addresses to that God , to praise him , as poffeffing that Ornament . Hence in the ...
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... thee compell'd , I love a venal Maid , And quit for bloody Fields my peaceful Shade : By thee compell'd , 1 rob the hallowed Shrine ,. Then chiefly Venus will I plunder thine ! 30 35 Perish the Man ! whofe curft industrious Toil Or ...
... thee compell'd , I love a venal Maid , And quit for bloody Fields my peaceful Shade : By thee compell'd , 1 rob the hallowed Shrine ,. Then chiefly Venus will I plunder thine ! 30 35 Perish the Man ! whofe curft industrious Toil Or ...
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... Thee , Diviners learn their prefcient Lore , On reeking Bowels , as they thoughtful pore : The Seer thou teachest the Success of Things , As flies the Bird , or feeds , or screams , or fings : 15 The History informs us , that Meffalinus ...
... Thee , Diviners learn their prefcient Lore , On reeking Bowels , as they thoughtful pore : The Seer thou teachest the Success of Things , As flies the Bird , or feeds , or screams , or fings : 15 The History informs us , that Meffalinus ...
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Side 235 - On Thracia's hills the Lord of War Has curb'd the fury of his car, And dropp'd his thirsty lance at thy command. Perching on the sceptred hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
Side 195 - And dreaded losses aggravate his pains ; He turns, with anxious heart and crippled hands, His bonds of debt, and mortgages of lands ; Or views his coffers with suspicious eyes, Unlocks his gold, and counts it till he dies.
Side 235 - Of evils, with immortal rest from cares ; Assuage the terrors of the throne of Jove ; And quench the formidable thunderbolt Of unrelenting fire.
Side 195 - To prefs the weary minutes flagging wings : New forrow rifes as the day returns, A fifter fickens, or a daughter mourns. Now kindred Merit fills the fable bier, Now lacerated friendfhip claims a tear. Year chafes year, decay purfues decay, Still drops fome joy from with'ring life away ; New forms arife, and...
Side 236 - With slacken'd wings, While now the solemn concert breathes around, Incumbent o'er the sceptre of his lord Sleeps the stern eagle, by the number'd notes, Possess'd, and satiate with the melting tone, Sovereign of birds. The furious god of war, His darts forgetting, and the winged wheels That bear him vengeful o'er the embattled plain, Relents, and soothes his own fierce heart to ease, Most welcome ease.
Side 27 - Gainst herds, his bow the' unskilful archer drew; Ah ! my pierc'd heart, an archer now too true ! Now herds may roam untouch'd ; 'tis Cupid's joy, The brave to vanquish, and to fix the coy. The youth...
Side 29 - Let those who always lov'd, now love the more. Now fair Dione to the myrtle grove Sends the gay Nymphs, and sends her tender Love. And shall they venture ? Is it safe to go, While Nymphs have hearts, and Cupid wears a bow...
Side 29 - And yet, ye nymphs, beware, his eyes have charms: And love that's naked, still is love in arms. Let those love now, who never loved before; And those who always loved, now love the more. From Venus' bower to Delia's lodge repairs A virgin train complete with modest airs: "Chaste Delia, grant our suit!
Side 29 - Cupid's joy, The brave to vanquish, and to fix the coy. The youth whose heart the soft emotion feels, Nor sighs for wealth, nor waits at grandeur's heels ; Age, fir'd by love, is touch'd by shame no more, But blabs its follies at the fair-one's door.
Side 211 - Not though, to drive suspicion from your breast, Or love's soft queen, or Juno she attest : No truth the women know ; their looks are Lies. Lover Yet Jove connives at amorous perjuries. Hence, serious thoughts! then why do I complain? The fair are licens'd by the gods to feign.