Plutarch's Lives: Translated from the Original Greek, Volume 3

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Brannan and Morford, 1811
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Page 338 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride? How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Page 339 - Condemn'da needy supplicant to wait, While ladies interpose, and slaves debate. But did not chance at length her error mend ? Did no subverted empire mark his end ? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground ? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 45 - Two urns by Jove's high throne have ever stood, The source of evil one, and one of good; From thence the cup of mortal man he fills, Blessings to these, to those distributes ills; To most, he mingles both. The wretch decreed To taste the bad, unrnix'd, is curst indeed; Pursued by wrongs, by meagre famine driven, He wanders, outcast both of earth and heaven.
Page 339 - Think nothing gained,' he cries, 'till nought remain, On Moscow's walls till Gothic standards fly, And all be mine beneath the polar sky.' The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms...
Page 126 - But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
Page 124 - Not that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower by gloomy Dis Was gathered, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world...
Page 158 - Aristides, whom he took for some ordinary person, and giving him his shell, desired him to write Aristides upon it. The good man, surprised at the adventure, asked him, " Whether Aristides had ever injured him ?"
Page 339 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern famine guards the solitary coast, And winter barricades the realms of frost, He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day!
Page 46 - For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup, and the wine is red : it is full mixed, and he poureth out of the same. 10 As for the dregs thereof : all the ungodly of the earth shall drink them, and suck them out.
Page 316 - Hitherto I have regarded my blindness as a misfortune, but now, Romans, I wish I had been as deaf as I am blind ; for then I should not have heard of your shameful counsels and decrees, so ruinous to the glory of Rome.

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