Prometheus bound, tr. from Ęschylus, and miscellaneous poems, by the translator, author of 'An essay on mind'.

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Page 88 - Phrebus company ; — And throws him on the grass, though half afraid ; First glancing round, lest tempests should be nigh ; And lays close to the ground his ruddy lips, And shapes their beauty into sound, and calls On all the petall'd flowers that sit beneath In hiding-places from the rain and snow, To loosen the hard soil, and leave their cold Sad idlesse, and betake them up to him. They straightway hear his voice.
Page xxiv - Prometheus of ^Eschylus stand upon ground as unequal, as do the sublime of sin and the sublime of virtue. Satan suffered from his ambition ; Prometheus from his humanity : Satan for himself; Prometheus for mankind : Satan dared perils which he had not weighed ; Prometheus devoted himself to sorrows which he had foreknown. " Better to rule in hell," said Satan ; "Better to serve this rock,
Page xxiv - Prometheus stands eminent and alone; one of the most original, and grand, and attaching characters ever conceived by the mind of man. That conception sank deeply into the soul of Milton, and, as has been observed, rose from thence in the likeness of his Satan. But the Satan of Milton and the Prometheus of Aeschylus Btand upon ground as unequal as do the sublime of sin and the sublime of virtue.
Page 137 - ... than the sun. By hours of night, — that when the air Its dew and shadow yields, We still may hear the voice of God In silence of the fields. Oh ! then sleep comes on us like death, All soundless, deaf, and deep : Lord ! teach us so to watch and pray, That death may come like sleep. Abide with us, abide with us, While flesh and soul agree ; And when our flesh is only dust, Abide our souls with Thee.
Page 87 - EARTH. How beautiful is earth ! my starry thoughts Look down on it from their unearthly sphere, And sing symphonious — Beautiful is earth ! The lights and shadows of her myriad hills ; The branching greenness of her myriad woods ; Her sky-affecting rocks ; her zoning sea ; Her rushing, gleaming cataracts ; her streams That race below, the winged clouds on high ; Her pleasantness of vale and meadow...
Page 136 - By hours of day, — that, when our feet O'er hill and valley run, We still may think the light of truth More welcome than the sun.
Page 89 - When he o' the lion voice, the rainbow-crown'd, Shall stand upon the mountains and the sea, And swear by earth, by heaven's throne, and Him Who sittcth on the throne, there shall be time No more, no more ! Then, veil'd Eternity Shall straight unveil her awful countenance Unto the reeling worlds, and take the place Of seasons, years, and ages. Aye and aye Shall be the time of day. The wrinkled heaven Shall yield her silent sun, made blind and...
Page 76 - Engend'reth what is named by men, sublime. Thus when, our wonted valley left, we gain The mountain's horrent brow, and mark from thence The sweep of lands extending with the sky; Or view the spanless plain; or turn our sight Upon yon deep's immensity; — we breathe As if our breath were marble: to and fro Do reel our pulses, and our words are mute. We cannot mete by parts, but grapple all; We cannot measure with our eye, but soul; And fear is on us. The extent unused, Our spirit, sends, to spirit's...
Page xxii - Select Passages from St. Chrysostom, St. Gregory Nazianzen, and St. Basil, translated from the Greek. To produce such eloquent translations, the "judicium subtile limatumque," the "teretes et religiosas aures," attributed to Middleton in Dr.

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