Antiquities Explained: Being a Collection of Figured Gems Illustrated by Similar Descriptions Taken from the Classics, Volumen1

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J. Bettenham, 1737 - 188 páginas

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Página 12 - Hermes obeys ; with golden pinions binds His flying feet, and mounts the western winds : And, whether o'er the seas or earth he flies, With rapid force they bear him down the skies. But first he grasps within his awful hand The mark of...
Página 153 - Nor plied the grass, nor bent the tender grain; And when along the level seas they flew, Scarce on the surface curl'd the briny dew. Such Erichthonius was: from him there came The sacred Tros, of whom the Trojan name.
Página 106 - No sooner landed, in his den they found The triple porter of the Stygian sound, Grim Cerberus, who soon began to rear His crested snakes, and arm'd his bristling hair.
Página 176 - Galon of Ale at our Buttrye. Item, at after Supper, a Chete loff and a Maunchet at our Panatrye barr ; a Gallon of Ale at our Buttrye barr; and half a Galon of Wyne at our Seller Barr.
Página 182 - In haftc they feiz'd him, and in hafte they bound ; Eager, for both had been deluded long With fruitlefs hope of his...
Página 64 - Sweet negligence ! by artful study wrought, A graceful error, and a lovely fault. The judgment of the glass is here unknown ; Here mirrors are supply'd by every stone.
Página 154 - So shall thy suppliant, strengthen'd from above, Fearless pursue the journey mark'd by Jove." Jove heard his prayer, and from the throne on high Despatch'd his bird, celestial augury! The swift^wing'd chaser of the feather'd game, And known to gods by Percnos
Página 39 - And am at laft by my own Arts betray'd. Erring like them, with Appetite deprav'd, This Hour, by thee, I have a Son conceiv'd ; Whom hid beneath my Zone, I muft conceal, 'Till Time his being and my Shame reveal.
Página 150 - Where, all his Hours are paft in circling Joy, Which Age can ne'er decay, nor Death deftroy. Now, when this Embafly the King receives, No more for abfent Ganymede he grieves; The pleafing News his aged Heart revives, And with Delight his Swift-heel'd Steeds he drives.

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