The Works of the English Poets

The Works of the English Poets

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1779 edition. Excerpt: ...thy paft pleafures fhall enhance thy pain. Now bv the Stygian dog they bent their way; Stretch'd in his den the dreadful monfter lay; But lay not long, for, ftartling at the found, Head above head he rifes from the ground. From their clofe folds his ftarting ferpents break, And curl in horrid circles round his neck. This faw the God, and, ftretching forth his hand, IjUH'd the grim monfter with his potent wand; 7, Through Through his vaft bulk the gliding flumbers creep, And feal down all his glaring eyes in fleep. There lies a place in Greece well known to fame, Through all her realms, Rnd Taenarus the name, Where from the fea the tops of Malea rife, Beyond the ken of mortals, to the flcies i Proud in his height he calmly hears below The diftant winds in hollow murmurs blow. Here fleep the (tonus when weary'd and oppreft, And on his head the drowfy planets reft i There in blue mifts his rocky fides he fhrouds, And here the towering mountain props the clouds; Above his awful brow no bird can fly, And far beneath the muttering thunders die. When down the fleep of heaven the day defcends, The fun fo wide his floating bound extends, That o'er the deeps the mountain hangs difplay'd, And covers half the ocean with his (hadei Where the Taenarian (hores oppofe the fea, The land retreats, and winds into a bay. Here for repofe imperial Neptune leads, Tir'd from th' JEgean floods, his fmoaking fleeds; With their broad hoofs they fcoop the beach away, Their finny train rolls back, and floats along the fea. Here fame reports th' unbody'd (hades to go Through this wide paffage to the realms below. From hence the peafants (as th' Arcadians tell) Hear all the cries, and groans, and din of hell. Oft, as her fcourge of fnakes the fury p'ies, The piercing echoes...show more

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  • Paperback | 108 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 209g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123650657X
  • 9781236506573