 | Robert Anderson - English poetry - 1795 - 1104 pages
...thou, imperial Troy ! mud bend, And fee thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no-dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs deul'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the fliore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread... | |
 | Homer - Achilles (Greek mythology) - 1796 - 428 pages
...glories end. And yet no dire prefage fo wounds my mind, My mother'* death, the ruin of my kind, 575 Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the more ; As thine, Andromache! thy griefs I dread; I fee thee trembling, weeping, captive ledj In Argive... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1800 - 496 pages
...And yet n > cliie prcfag^- fo wounds my mind, My mother's doth, thernio of my kind, 575 .vot cjriam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gafping on the (hore : As thine, Andromache ' thy griefs 1 dread ; I ice thee trembling, weeping, captive led ! In... | |
 | John Dickinson - United States - 1801 - 450 pages
...of this speech of Hectar to Andromacbi, consists of these line* : — " And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, " My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, " Not Priam's hoary hairs defiled with gore, " Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; " As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs... | |
 | 1802 - 448 pages
...thou, imperial Troy ! mult bead. And see thy warriurs fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind} My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs, dejil'd 'with gore, Not all my brothers, gasping on the shore, As thine, Audremache ! thy griefs I... | |
 | 1802 - 436 pages
...thou, imperial Troy ! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam'* hoary hairs, dejiVd -with gore, Nut all my brothers, gasping on the shore, As thine, Andromache... | |
 | English poetry - 1806 - 408 pages
...thou, imperial Troy, must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my...hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs 1 dread ; I see thee trembling, weeping, captive... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 474 pages
...thou, imperial Troy! must bend, And see the warrior fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my...hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread; I see thee trembling, weeping, captive... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 790 pages
...imperial Troy ! must bead. And see thy warriors fall, thy glories cud. And yet no dire presage so woaujs my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs cVnTd with gore, N'ut'al) my brothers gasping on the shore : As thine, Andromache! thy griefs I dread... | |
 | Greek literature - 1813 - 350 pages
...thou, imperial Troy! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end. And yet no dire presage so wounds my mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my...hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; As thine, Andromache! thy griefs I dread ; I see thee trembling, weeping, captive... | |
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Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore, As thine, Andromache! Thy griefs I dread: I see thee trembling, weeping, captive led, In Argive looms our battles to design, And woes of which so large a part was thine! 
