This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 Excerpt: ...his clay-cold limbs: then gushing start The tears, and sighs burst from his swelling heart, The lion thus, with dreadful anguish stung, Roars through the desert, and demands his young; When the grim savage, to his rifled den Too bite returnmg, snuffs the track of men. And o'er the vales and o'er the forest bounds; His ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 Excerpt: ...his clay-cold limbs: then gushing start The tears, and sighs burst from his swelling heart, The lion thus, with dreadful anguish stung, Roars through the desert, and demands his young; When the grim savage, to his rifled den Too bite returnmg, snuffs the track of men. And o'er the vales and o'er the forest bounds; His clamorous grief the bellowing wood resounds. So grieves Achilles; and impetuous vents To all his Myrmidons, his loud laments: In what vain promise, Gods! did I engage, When, to console Meroetius' feeble age, I vow'd his much-lov'd offspring to restore, Charg'd with rich spoils, to fair Opuntia's shore? But mighty Jove cuts short, with lust disdain, The long, long views of pooi designing man! One fate the warrior and the friend shall strike, And Troy's black sands must drink our blood alike i Me too, a wretched mother shall deplore, An aged father never soe me more! Yet, my Patroclus! yet a space I stay, ' Then swift pursue thee on the darksome way. Ere thy dear relics in the grave are laid, ShaU Hector's head be offer'd to thy shade; That, with his arms, shall hang before thy shrine; And twelve, the noblest of the Trojan line, Sacred to vengeance, by this hand expire; Their lives eft us'd around thy flaming pyre. Thus let me lie till then! thus, closely prest, Bathe thy cold face, and sob upon thy breast! While Troian captives here thy mourners stay, Weep all the night, and murmur all the day Spoils of my arms, and thine; when, wasting wide, Our swords kept time, and conquer'd side by side He spoke, and bid the sad attendants round Cleanse the pale corse, and wash each honour'd wound A massy caldron of stupendous frame Thf y brought, and plac'd it o'er the rising flame: Then heap the lighted wood; the flame divides Beneath the vase, and climbs ...
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