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Page 78 - The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the falling together; and a little child shall lead them.
Page 35 - ... disposes all about him, and conquers with tranquillity. And when we look upon their machines, Homer seems like his own Jupiter in his terrors, shaking Olympus, scattering the lightnings, and firing the Heavens ; Virgil, like the same power in his benevolence, counselling with the Gods, laying plans for empires, and regularly ordering his whole creation.
Page 32 - But ah! Maecenas is yclad in clay, And great Augustus long ago is dead, And all the worthies liggen wrapt in lead...
Page 319 - But see! each Muse, in Leo's golden days, Starts from her trance, and trims her wither'd bays! Rome's ancient Genius, o'er its ruins spread, Shakes off the dust, and rears his rev'rend head. Then Sculpture and her sister-arts revive; Stones leap'd to form, and rocks began to live; With sweeter notes each rising Temple rung; A Raphael painted, and a Vida sung.
Page 302 - Thus does the old gentleman give himself up to a loose kind of tattle, rather than endeavour after a just poetical description.
Page 236 - And through his airy hall the loud misrule Of driving tempest is for ever heard: Here the grim tyrant meditates his wrath; Here arms his winds with all-subduing frost; Moulds his fierce hail, and treasures up his snows. With which he now oppresses half the globe.
Page 328 - Po In angry waves ; Euphrates hence devolves A mighty flood to water half the east ; And there in gothic solitude reclin'd, The cheerless Tanais pours his hoary. urn.
Page 5 - A work t' outlast immortal Rome design'd, Perhaps he seem'd above the Critic's law, And but from Nature's fountains scorn'd to draw : But when t' examine every part he came, —Nature and Homer were, he found, the same.