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...fires Alone to heaven, not earth's vain pomp, afpires. Nor let the Mufe, great King, on Tago's fhore, In dying notes the barbarous age deplore. The king or hero to the Mufe unjuft Sinks as the namelefs flave, extinftj in duft. But fueh the deeds thy radiant morn portends,...

...fires Alone to heaven, not earth's vain pomp, afpives. Nor let the mufe, great king, on Tago's fhore, In dying notes the barbarous age deplore. The king or hero to the mufe unjuft Sinks as the namelefs flave, extinct in duft. But fuch the deeds thy radiant morn portends,...

...path, and Pedro's course pursue—John I. •nd Pedro the Just, two of the greatest of the Portuguese Nor let the Muse, great King, on Tago's shore. In...morn portends, Aw'd by thy frown ev'n now old Atlas bends His hoary head, and Ampeluza's fields Expect thy sounding steeds and rattling shields. And shall...

...priest, in whose meek heart heaven pours its fires, Alone to heaven, not earth's vain pomp, aspires. Nor let the muse, great king, on Tago's shore, In...dust. But such the deeds thy radiant morn portends, Awed by thy frown ev'n now old Atlas bends His hoary head, and Ampeluza's fields Expect thy sounding...

...its fires, Alone to heaven, not earth'* vain pomp, aspires. Nor let the muse, great king, an Taga's shore, In dying notes the barbarous age deplore. The king or hero to the Muse unjust Sinks a* the nameless slave, extinct in dust. But such the deeds thy radiant morn portends, Awed by thy frown...

...priest, in whose meek heart Heaven pours its fires, Alone to Heaven, not earth's vain pomp, aspires. Nor let the Muse, great king, on Tago's shore, In...dust. But such the deeds thy radiant morn portends : Awed by thy frown, even now old Atlas bends His hoary head, and Ampeluza's fields Expect thy sounding...

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...priest, in whose meek heart Heav'n pours its fires, Alone to Heav'n, not earth's vain pomp, aspires. Nor let the muse, great king, on Tago's shore, In dying notes the barb'rous age deplore. 1 And the wide East is doom'd to Lusian sway. — Thus, in all the force of...

...passed into oblivion Camoens lives — or, as he says himself in the charming lines of the epic — " The King or hero to the muse unjust Sinks as the nameless slave, extinct in dust." When I departed from Macao at eight o'clock one morning, it was to enter into a dense fog, in which...