The Lusiad: Or, The Discovery of India. An Epic Poem

G. Bell and sons, 1877 - 358 páginas

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Página 215 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Página 17 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Página xxxvi - And they took the things which Micah had made, and the priest which he had, and came unto Laish, unto a people that were at quiet and secure: and they smote them with the edge of the sword, and burnt the city with fire. And there was no deliverer, because it was far from Zidon, and they had no business with any man; and it was in the valley that lieth by Bethrehob.
Página 37 - There be four things which are little upon the earth, but they are exceeding wise: the ants are a people not strong, yet they prepare their meat in the summer; the conies are but a feeble folk, yet make they their houses in the rocks; the locusts have no king, yet go they forth all of them by bands; the spider taketh hold with her hands, and is in kings
Página 171 - The ascending pile Stood fixed her stately highth; and straight the doors, Opening their brazen folds discover, wide Within, her ample spaces o'er the smooth And level pavement: from the arched roof, Pendent by subtle magic, many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light As from a sky.
Página 145 - For joy of offer'd peace: But I suppose, If our proposals once again were heard, We should compel them to a quick result.
Página 145 - From these rude shores our fearless course we held, Beneath the glistening wave the god of day Had now five times withdrawn, the parting ray, When o'er the prow a sudden darkness spread, And slowly floating o'er the mast's tall head A black cloud...
Página 148 - By cruel want, beneath the parents' eye, In these wide wastes their infant race shall die. Through dreary wilds where never pilgrim trod, Where caverns yawn, and rocky fragments nod, The hapless lover and his bride shall stray, By night unshelter'd, and forlorn by day.
Página 160 - And learn what habitants possess the place. They went, and found a hospitable race ; Not prone to ill, nor strange to foreign guest. They eat, they drink, and nature gives the feast; The trees around them all their fruit produce...
Página 144 - To entertain them fair with open front, And breast (what could we more?), propounded terms Of composition; straight they...

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