"And now the trumpets terribly, from far, With rattling clangor, rouse the sleepy war. The soldiers' shouts succeed the brazen sounds; And heaven, from pole to pole, the noise rebounds."

"His snowy neck reclines upon his breast, Like a fair flower by the keen share oppressed: Like a white poppy sinking on the plain, Whose heavy head is overcharged with rain."

"[O] less than women, in the shapes of men!"

"Me! me!" he cried—"turn all your swords alone On me—the fact confessed, the fault my own. He neither could nor durst, the guiltless youth— Ye moon and stars, bear witness to the truth! His only crime (if friendship can offend) Is too much love to his unhappy friend."

"Fortune befriends the bold."

"Two gates the silent house of sleep adorn; Of polished ivory this, that of transparent horn: True visions through transparent horn arise; Through polished ivory pass deluding lies."

"If Jove and heaven my just desires deny, Hell shall the power of heaven and Jove supply."

"Seek not to know," the ghost replied with tears, "The sorrows of thy sons in future years. This youth (the blissful vision of a day) Shall just be shown on earth, and snatched away. The gods too high had raised the Roman state, Were but their gifts as permanent as great. What groans of men shall fill the Martian field! How fierce a blaze his flaming pile shall yield! What funeral pomp shall floating Tiber see, When, rising from his bed, he views the sad solemnity! No youth shall equal hopes of glory give, No youth afford so great a cause to grieve; The Trojan honor, and the Roman boast, Admired when living, and adored when lost! Mirror of ancient faith in early youth! Undaunted worth, inviolable truth! No foe, unpunished, in the fighting field Shall dare thee, foot to foot, with sword and shield; Much less in arms oppose thy matchless force, When thy sharp spurs shall urge thy foaming horse. Ah! couldst thou break through fate's severe decree, A new Marcellus shall arise in thee!"

"By length of time The scurf is worn away of each committed crime; No speck is left of their habitual stains, But the pure ether of the soul remains."

"Hunting their sport, and plundering was their trade."

"But, Rome, 'tis thine alone, with awful sway, To rule mankind, and make the world obey, Disposing peace and war by thy own majestic way; To tame the proud, the fettered slave to free: These are imperial arts, and worthy thee."

"They took their way Where long extended plains of pleasure lay: The verdant fields with those of heaven may vie, With ether vested, and a purple sky; The blissful seats of happy souls below."

"Learn righteousness, and dread the avenging deities."

"Ye gods, and mighty Jove, in pity bring Relief, and hear a father and a king! If fate and you reserve these eyes, to see My son return with peace and victory; If the loved boy shall bless his father's sight; If we shall meet again with more delight; Then draw my life in length; let me sustain, In hopes of his embrace, the worst of pain. But if your hard decrees—which, O! I dread— Have doomed to death his undeserving head; This, O! this very moment, let me die! While hopes and fears in equal balance lie; While, yet possessed of all his youthful charms, I strain him close within these aged arms; Before that fatal news my soul shall wound!"

"Fate, and the dooming gods, are deaf to tears."

"These are the realms of unrelenting fate, And awful Rhadamanthus rules the state: He hears and judges each committed crime, Inquires into the manner, place, and time. The conscious wretch must all his acts reveal, Loth to confess, unable to conceal, From the first moment of his vital breath, To his last hour of unrepenting death."

"The souls that throng the flood Are those to whom, by fate, are other bodies owed, In Lethe's lake they long oblivion taste, Of future life secure, forgetful of the past."

"Ye realms, yet unrevealed to human sight, Ye gods who rule the regions of the night, Ye gliding ghosts, permit me to relate The mystic wonders of your silent state!"

"Obscure they went through dreary shades, that led Along the waste dominions of the dead: Thus wander travellers in woods by night, By the moon's doubtful and malignant light."

"Just in the gate and in the jaws of hell, Revengeful cares and sullen sorrows dwell, And pale diseases, and repining age, Want, fear, and famine's unresisted rage; Here toils, and death, and death's half-brother, sleep."

"Far hence be souls profane!"

"The gates of hell are open night and day; Smooth the descent, and easy is the way: But to return, and view the cheerful skies, In this the task and mighty labor lies."

"The first thus rent, a second will arise."

"Full in the midst of this infernal road, An elm displays her dusky arms abroad; The god of sleep there hides his heavy head And empty dreams on every leaf are spread."

"The willing metal will obey thy hand, Following with ease, if, favored by thy fate, Thou art foredoomed to view the Stygian state: If not, no labor can the tree constrain; And strength of stubborn arms, and steel, are vain."

"The sport of every wind."

"Wars, horrid wars, I view—a field of blood, And Tiber rolling with a purple flood."

"Some truths revealed, in terms involved the rest."

"Here patriots live, who, for their country's good, In fighting fields, were prodigal of blood: Priests of unblemished lives here make abode, And poets worthy their inspiring god; And searching wits, of more mechanic parts, Who graced their age with new-invented arts: Those who to worth their bounty did extend, And those who knew that bounty to commend. The heads of these with holy fillets bound, And all their temples were with garlands crowned."

"O goddess-born, resigned in every state, With patience bear, with prudence push your fate. By suffering well, our fortune we subdue; Fly when she frowns, and, when she calls, pursue."

"Had I a hundred mouths, a hundred tongues, And throats of brass, inspired with iron lungs, I could not half those horrid crimes repeat, Nor half the punishments those crimes have met."

"Then Nisus thus: "Or do the gods inspire This warmth, or make we gods of our desire?""

"No terror to my view, No frightful face of danger can be new: Inured to suffer, and resolved to dare; The fates, without my power, shall be without my care."

"Bold at the council board, But cautious in the field, he shunned the sword."

"Know, first, that heaven, and earth's compacted frame, And flowing waters, and the starry flame, And both the radiant lights, one common soul Inspires and feeds, and animates the whole. This active mind, infused through all the space, Unites and mingles with the mighty mass."

"He looked in years; yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor and autumnal green."

"'Tis fate diverts our course, and fate we must obey."

"And now the rising day renews the year— A day for ever sad, for ever dear."

"This gift which parents to their children owe, This unavailing gift, at least, I may bestow!"

"The partial crowd their hopes and fears divide, And aid, with eager shouts, the favoured side. Cries, murmurs, clamours, with a mixing sound, From woods to woods, from hills to hills rebound."

"Must I die," she said, "And unrevenged? 'tis doubly to be dead! Yet even this death with pleasure I receive: On any terms, 'tis better than to live."

"Despair, and rage, and love divide her heart; Despair and rage had some, but love the greater part."

"Woman's a various and a changeful thing."

"More various colours through his body run, Than Iris when her bow imbibes the sun."

"My fatal course is finished; and I go, A glorious name, among the ghosts below."

"O happy friends! for, if my verse can give Immortal life, your fame shall ever live, Fixed as the Capitol's foundation lies, And spread, where'er the Roman eagle flies!"

"Dying, he slew; and, staggering on the plain, With swimming eyes he sought his lover slain; Then quiet on his bleeding bosom fell, Content, in death, to be revenged so well."

"Nor can my mind forget Eliza's name, While vital breath inspires this mortal frame."

"Faithless is earth, and faithless are the skies! Justice is fled, and truth is now no more!"