Forth. from whofe nitrous caverns iduing rife Pure liquid fountains of tempeftuous fire, And veil in ruddy mifts the noon-day fkies, While wrapt in fmoke the eddying flames afpire, Or gleaming through the night with hideous roar Far o'er the reddening... The Attic Nights of Aulus Gellius - Page 288by Aulus Gellius - 1795 - 438 pagesFull view - About this book
| Gilbert West - Olympic games (Ancient) - 1753 - 348 pages
...Sicilia lies his fhaggy Breaft; By fnowy JStua, Nurfe of endlefs Froft, The pillar'd Prop of Heav'n, for ever prefs'd: Forth from whofe nitrous Caverns...tempeftuous Fire, And veil in ruddy Mifts the Noon-day Skies, While wrapt in Smoke the eddying Flames afpire, Or gleaming thro' the Night with hideous Roar... | |
| Virgil - 1778 - 526 pages
...yVith loud difplofion, to the ftarry frame Shoots fiery globes, and furious floods of flame : 77.5 7u } Forth from whofe nitrous caverns ifluing rife Pure...And veil in ruddy mifts the noon-day fkies, While wrapt in fmoke the eddying flames afpire, Or gleaming thro' the night with hideous roar Far o'er the... | |
| Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 456 pages
...endlefs froft, The pillar'd prop of heaven, for ever prefs'di Forth from whofe nitrous caverns iffuing rife Pure liquid fountains of tempeftuous fire, And veil in ruddy mifts the noon-day lkies, While wrapt in fmoke the eddying flames afpire, Or gleaming through the night with hideous roar... | |
| Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 390 pages
...endlefs froft, The pillar'd prop of heaven, for ever prefs'di Forth. from whofe nitrous caverns iduing rife Pure liquid fountains of tempeftuous fire, And veil in ruddy mifts the noon-day fkies, While wrapt in fmoke the eddying flames afpire, Or gleaming through the night with hideous roar Far o'er... | |
| Henry Kett - Books and reading - 1803 - 512 pages
...real appearance of that mountain. .:.. . .• ;••'.*, " Forth from whofe nitrous caverns iffuing rife Pure liquid fountains of tempeftuous fire, And...in ruddy mifts the noon-day fkies ; • . » While wrapt in fmoke the eddying flames afpire, Or gleaming through the night with hideous roar, Far o'er... | |
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