The Age of Fable; Or, Stories of Gods and HeroesSanborn, Carter, and Bazin, 1856 - 485 sider |
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Achilles Æneas alludes ancient Apollo arms arrow Bacchus Baldur beauty became behold birds body Brahmans breath brother called cave Cephalus 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 mythology Neptune night nymphs Odin oracle 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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Side 81 - 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...
Side 394 - 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.
Side 316 - To muse and brood and live again in memory, With those old faces of our infancy Heap'd over with a mound of grass, Two handfuls of white dust, shut in an urn of brass!
Side 34 - 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...
Side 48 - 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.
Side 104 - But peaceful was the night, Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist, Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Side 2 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain. Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason!
Side 475 - 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.
Side 227 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Side 80 - Led on the eternal Spring. 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...