Lucan's Pharsalia, Volume 2J. Tonson, 1722 |
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Ægypt Arms behold Blood Breaſt Cafar call'd Cato Caufe Cauſe Chief Coaſt cou'd Courſe daring Death dreadful e'er Earth Egypt Emathia's Enipeus Ev'n ev'ry facred fafe faid Fame fatal Fate Fear fecret fecure feek feems felf fhall fhou'd Field fierce Fight firft firſt fix'd flain Flame flies Flood fome foon Fortune ftill fuch fwelling Gods Hand Head Heav'n himſelf juft kill'd King laft Lagaan Land laſt Latian Lesbos loft Lucan lyes Magick Meroë mighty Miſchief moſt mournful muſt Nile Numbers o'er Paffage Parthian Peneus Pharfalia's Pharian PHARSALIA Phthiotis Plain Plutarch Pompey Pompey's Pothinus Pow'r proud Ptolemy Rage reft rife Roman Rome Rome's Scava Seas Shade ſhall ſhe Shore Skies Soldier Soul ſpread ſtand ſtill ſtood Sword Syrtis Major Syrts Tarchon Tears thee thefe Theffaly theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro truft vanquish'd Victor waſte whofe wou'd yield
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Page 192 - The commonwealth her ancient fre«lum lost, Some shadow yet was left, some show of power ; Now e'en the name with Pompey is no more: Senate and people all at once are gone, Nor need the tyrant blush to mount the throne. Oh, happy Pompey ! happy in thy fate, Happy by falling with the falling state, Thy death a benefit the gods did grant, [want.
Page 220 - Canst thou believe the vast eternal mind Was e'er to Syrts and Lybian sands confin'd ? That he would choose this waste, this barren ground. To teach the thin inhabitants around, And leave his truth in wilds and deserts...
Page 165 - No legions sad to march in solemn round: A bier, no better than the vulgar need, A little wood the kindling flame to feed, With some poor hand to tend the homely fire, Is all these wretched relics now require.
Page 59 - She bids the kindling flames afcend on high, And leaves the weary wretch at length to die. Then, while the fecret dark their footfteps hides, Homeward the youth, all pale for fear...
Page 265 - His bones, that better had been tofs'd and hurl'd, With juft contempt, around the injur'd world. But Fortune fpar'd the dead ; and partial Fate, For ages, fix'd his Pharian empire's date. If e'er our long-loft liberty return...
Page 219 - Rome? Or would'st thou know if, what we value here, Life, be a trifle hardly worth our care? What by old age and length of days we gain, More than to lengthen out the sense of pain? Or if this world, with all its forces join'd, The universal malice of mankind, Can shake or hurt the brave and honest mind?
Page 87 - Book, is excellent i where he thus begins : The Time to eafe your groaning Country's Pain, Which long your eager Valour fought in vain ; The great deciding Hour at length is come, To end the Strivings of...
Page 221 - Why seek we further then ? — Behold around, How all thou seest does with the god abound ; Jove is alike in all, and always to be found. Let those weak minds who live in doubt and fear To juggling priests for oracles repair : One certain hour of death, to each decreed, • My fix'd, my certain soul from doubt has freed. The coward and the brave are doom'd to fall, And when Jove told this truth, he told us all.
Page 192 - And lov'd peace beft, when he was forc'd to arm ; Unmov'd with all the glittering pomp of power, He took with joy, but laid it down with more...
Page 178 - THE following letter having in it some observations out of the common road, I shall make it the entertainment of this day.