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These Heaven decrees, and ever-fixed Fate.
But say, blest prophet, and the truth relate;
I see my mother's shade, who not her son
Will speak to, nor so much as look upon:
Silent she sits by sacred blood: ah, how
May she, poor shadow! her dear offspring know?
Homer His Odysses Translated (1665)
Then Arts began; fierce toyl through all things breaks,
And urgent Want strange Projects undertakes.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)
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.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)
The Queen neglected Fame for Love.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)
Whence Men, a hard Race, sprung.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)
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.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)
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.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)
She all the Goddesses excels.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)
Each thing by Destiny
So hastens to grow worse, and backward goes;
As one against a stream his Vessel rowes,
Who if by chance his arm a little slack,
The Boat in the swift Chanel hurries back.
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (1654)