John Ogilby

"In all parts cruel Grief, in all parts Fear, And Death in various Shapes seen every where."

"Ah! who may hope, when Heaven hath Help deni'd!"

"Th' Old Man a feeble Javelin threw, Which could not pierce his sounding Target through, But on the Margin hung the harmless Spear."

"Arm, arm, bring Arms, the last day bids us go; Dear Countreymen, let's once more charge the Foe; Let us renew the Fight, on bravely fall, We shall not perish unrevenged all."

"Dear Father, get upon my shoulders streight, Nor shall your Burthen be to me a Weight. What ever chance, one common Danger we Shall equal share, to both one safety be: I shall Ascanius my Companion chuse; My Wife must follow, but some distance use."

"Ascanius did embrace My hand, and follow'd with no equal pace."

"Speechless I was, upright did stand my Hair."

"Three times I strove to cling about her Neck, Thrice her in vain my circling Arms entwin'd She like a swift Dream flyes, or nimble Wind."

"I the Mountain take, Bearing my aged Father on my Back."

"What dares not impious man for cursed Gold!"

"A Prophetess inspir'd thou shalt behold Down in a Cave, who long hath Fate foretold; Which writ in Leaves, the Maid in order puts, And to secure, in hollow Marble shuts. They keep their Stations just as she design'd: But the Door op'ning, with the smallest Wind, The slender leaves do every way disperse."

"Suffer thou with patience this delay."

"Go, raise great Troy by prowess to the Skies."

"May you live happy, you whose Woes are done. Stern Fates, to Fates more cruel, us constrain."

"On high Backs mounted of the swelling Flood, At Heaven we tilt, then suddenly we fell, Watry Foundations sinking low as Hell."

"A horrid Monster, huge, deform'd, and blind."

"Mean time the Queen wounded with deep desire, Bleeds inward, and consumes in hidden Fire."

"What strange Dreams disturb my rest?"

"Fear speaks degenerate minds."

"Ah, by what Fates Hath he been toss'd? what Battles he relates! Were I not fix'd, did not my changeless Vow All thoughts of second Marriage dis-allow, Since my first Love by Death deceiv'd me... I had perhaps with this one Crime comply'd."

"I feel the Sparks of my old Flame revive."

"But may the Earth first swallow me alive, Or Jove's dire Thunder sink me down to Hell, Where Shades, pale Shades, of Night eternal dwell, E're I with Shame, and those dear Ties dispense: He who my first Love had, hath born it hence, And in his Grave for ever let it rest."

"This, think'st thou Dust intomb'd, or Ghosts regard?"

"Stupendious Works unfinish'd lye."

"The Queen neglected Fame for Love."

"Fame far out-strips all Mischiefs in her course, Which grows by Motion, gains, by flying, Force; Kept under first by Fear, soon after shrouds, Stalking or Earth, her Head amongst the Clouds."

"He must hoyst Sail, and fly."

"His active Soul a thousand waies divides, And swift through all imaginations glides."

"Who a Lover can deceive?"

"And could'st thou hope, perfidious, to deceive Me thus? and secretly our Kingdom leave?"

"Fliest thou me? Now by these Tears, by this Right hand I thee (Who now unfortunate can boast no more) By our late Vows, our Nuptial Rites implore; If e're I did oblige, if ever please, Take pitie on a falling House; And these Designes, if Praier may yet find rome, lay by."

"Whilst a Soul supports this mortal Frame, I never shall forget Eliza's name."

"Achilles Peleus Son's destructive Rage, Great Goddess, sing, which did the Greeks engage In many Woes, and mighty Hero's Ghosts Sent down untimely to the Stygian Coasts: Devouring Vultures on their Bodies prey'd, And greedy Dogs, (so was Jove's Will obey'd;) Because Great Agamemnon fell at odds With stern Achilles, Off-spring of the Gods."

"Him here he found preparing for the field His bow, his breast-plate, and his glittering shield: Whilst beauteous Helen 'mongst her maids in state Their several works and tasks disposing sate."

"Ah! much those ancient heroes were of old As patterns of benignity extoll'd: Whom, though their bosoms did with anger boil; Rich gifts and softer words would reconcile."

"With cruell tusks a savage boar imploys, Who all king Œneus' fertile fields destroys: The stately trees tore from their fiber'd roots, Silver'd with blossoms of delicious fruits."

"Come, let us arm with speed; and let us two Try, what our forces may united do."

"Like a burnt stake, half stuck upon his shield; The other half lay broken in the field."

"Wilt thou, dear daughter, grant me one request, Or still old grudges foster in thy breast, Because thou Troy, and I the Grecians aid?"

"But Ajax now no longer thought it good To keep his post, and stand where others stood."

"Why com'st thou like a girl with blubber'd eyes, Who running by her busie mother cries To be ta'en up, and by her garments holds, Till she the fondling in her arms infolds."

"Then let him swear he ne'er the lady knew, And did with her as men with women do."

"Why prattle we like children at their play, Spending thus idle breath, enough to freight An able vessel of the primer rate? Our tongues are voluble, and store of words Invention on all arguments affords, Scatter'd on fresh occasions here and there, And what thou say'st thou shalt from others hear. Let us no longer vainly thus contend, Like fenceless women, railing to no end."

"Who, dearest daughter! thus unkindly used, And like a malefactor thee abused? She sighing then replied; Juno thy wife, Who still foments contention here and strife."

"When they and Venus to his cottage came, For lust-rewards prefer'd the Cyprian dame."

"That prudent Hero's wandering, Muse, rehearse, Who (Troy b'ing sack'd) coasting the Universe, Saw many Cities, and their various Modes; Much suffering, tost by Storms on raging Floods, His Friends conducting to their Native Coast: But all in vain, for he his Navy lost, And they their Lives, prophanely feasting on Herds consecrated to the glorious Sun; Who much incens'd obstructed so their way, They ne'er return'd: Jove's Daughter this display."

"Then in a chair, with a rich cushion grac'd And a carv'd foot-stool, he Minerva plac'd. There 'gainst a column sets her lance, where stood Ulysses' javelins, planted like a wood."

"There had his flesh been rent, fractur'd his bones, 'Mongst rowling pebbles, and sharp pointed stones."

"At last a pleasant river's mouth he finds, Free from rough clifts, safe from disturbing winds."

"Their oars I bid them ply, their lives to save, Death at their heels: they brush the briny wave, And soon our ship the open sea enjoy'd; But all the rest the Læstrigons destroy'd."