Tragedies: Literally Translated Into English Prose, with NotesTalboys, 1833 |
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44. oldal
... dreadful prediction sent from heaven , stran- ger . MES . Is it to be spoken , or is it not permitted that another know it ? ED . Most certainly it is . For Apollo foretold once that it was my destiny to be my own mother's para- mour ...
... dreadful prediction sent from heaven , stran- ger . MES . Is it to be spoken , or is it not permitted that another know it ? ED . Most certainly it is . For Apollo foretold once that it was my destiny to be my own mother's para- mour ...
60. oldal
... dreadful deeds , how hadst thou the heart thus to mangle thine eyes ? What higher power prompted thee to it ? ED . Apollo was he , Apollo , O my friends , that brought to pass these my wretched , these my wretched sufferings . But no ...
... dreadful deeds , how hadst thou the heart thus to mangle thine eyes ? What higher power prompted thee to it ? ED . Apollo was he , Apollo , O my friends , that brought to pass these my wretched , these my wretched sufferings . But no ...
64. oldal
... dreadful evil . But for my fate , let it go which way soever it hräv , scil . Tot av . See v . 1446 ( ed . Herm . ) and Eurip . Med . v . 1011 . Porson . Jocasta being his sister . The confidence reposed by Edipus , in one who was ...
... dreadful evil . But for my fate , let it go which way soever it hräv , scil . Tot av . See v . 1446 ( ed . Herm . ) and Eurip . Med . v . 1011 . Porson . Jocasta being his sister . The confidence reposed by Edipus , in one who was ...
93. oldal
... . This were a fine sentiment , if it came from any lips but those of the selfish and unamiable Ismene . She cannot do the most trifling piece of CH . It is dreadful indeed , oh stranger , 486-509 . 93 CEDIPUS COLONEUS .
... . This were a fine sentiment , if it came from any lips but those of the selfish and unamiable Ismene . She cannot do the most trifling piece of CH . It is dreadful indeed , oh stranger , 486-509 . 93 CEDIPUS COLONEUS .
94. oldal
Literally Translated Into English Prose, with Notes Sophocles. CH . It is dreadful indeed , oh stranger , again to awaken a grief that has already long slumbered , yet still I long to enquire * . CED . What is this ? CH . Concerning that ...
Literally Translated Into English Prose, with Notes Sophocles. CH . It is dreadful indeed , oh stranger , again to awaken a grief that has already long slumbered , yet still I long to enquire * . CED . What is this ? CH . Concerning that ...
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Achilles Ægisthus Æschylus Agamemnon Ajax ancient Antigone art thou Atridæ aught bear behold Brunck child Chorus Clytemnestra Creon daughter dead death deed Deianira didst dost thou dreadful earth Edipus Electra Euripides Eurytus evil eyes fate father fear friends gods Greeks hand hast thou hath hear heard heaven Hercules Herm Hermann hither honour Ismene Jove king knowest Laïus lament land least lest look MESS misery mortal mother murder Musgrave Neoptolemus never oh father Orestes pain Pelops perished Philoctetes Polybus Polynices present quod sayest thou scholiast Sophocles sorrow speak stranger suffer sure Tecmessa tell Teucer Thebes thee Theseus thine things thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself tomb translates Troy Ulysses unhappy utter virgins wert Wherefore wilt thou wish woman words wouldst wretched καὶ
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68. oldal - He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
371. oldal - Of every hearer ; for it so falls out » That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
442. oldal - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
347. oldal - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
257. oldal - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
359. oldal - The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre, Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order...
158. oldal - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
209. oldal - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
163. oldal - Argos' fruitful shore, There shalt thou live his son, his honours share, And with Orestes' self divide his care. Yet more : three daughters in his court are bred, And each well worthy of a royal bed ; Laodice and Iphigenia fair, And bright Chrysothemis with golden hair; Her...
382. oldal - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!