Original Poems by John Dryden, Esq Volume 4 (Paperback)


This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1773 Excerpt: ...Within his sull-blown paunch, the sharper, 'd spikes. Strong Aphanus had heav'd a mighty stone, The fragment of a rock; and wou'd have thrown; But Theseus with a club of harden'd oak, The cubit-bone of the bold Centaur broke; And left him maim'd; nor seconded the stroke. Then leapt on tall Bianor's back; (who bore No mortal burden but his own before;) Preft'd with his knees his fides; the double man, His speed with spurs increas'J, unwilling ran. One hand the hero sasten'd on his locks; His other ply'd him with repeated strokes. The club rung round his ears, and batter'd brows; He falls, and, lashing up his heels, his rider throws The fame Herculean arms, Nedymnus wound, And lay by him Lycotas on the ground. And Hippasus, whose beard his breast invades, And Ripheus, haunter of the wood-land shades; And Tereus us'd with mountain-bears to strive, And from their dens to draw th' indignant beasts alive. Demoleon cou'dnot bear this hatesul sight, Or the long fortune of th' Athenian knight: But pull'd with all his force, to disengage From earth a pine, the product of an age: The root stuck fast, the broken trunk he sent At Theseus, Theseus frustrates his intent, And leaps aside, by l'allas warn'd, the blow To shun, (for so he said, and we believ'd it so.) Tet not in' vain th' enormous weight was cast, Which Crantor's body sunder'd at the waist. Thy father's squire, Achilles, and his care; Whom conquer'd in the Dolopeian war, Their king, his present ruin to prevent, A pledge of peace implor'd, to l'cleus sent. Thy sue, with grieving eyes, beheld his fate, And cry'd, Not long, lov'd Crantor, shalt thou wait Thy vow'd revenge. At once he said, and threw His ashen spear, which qurver'd as it flew; With all his force and all his foul apply'd, The sharp point enter'd in...

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1773 Excerpt: ...Within his sull-blown paunch, the sharper, 'd spikes. Strong Aphanus had heav'd a mighty stone, The fragment of a rock; and wou'd have thrown; But Theseus with a club of harden'd oak, The cubit-bone of the bold Centaur broke; And left him maim'd; nor seconded the stroke. Then leapt on tall Bianor's back; (who bore No mortal burden but his own before;) Preft'd with his knees his fides; the double man, His speed with spurs increas'J, unwilling ran. One hand the hero sasten'd on his locks; His other ply'd him with repeated strokes. The club rung round his ears, and batter'd brows; He falls, and, lashing up his heels, his rider throws The fame Herculean arms, Nedymnus wound, And lay by him Lycotas on the ground. And Hippasus, whose beard his breast invades, And Ripheus, haunter of the wood-land shades; And Tereus us'd with mountain-bears to strive, And from their dens to draw th' indignant beasts alive. Demoleon cou'dnot bear this hatesul sight, Or the long fortune of th' Athenian knight: But pull'd with all his force, to disengage From earth a pine, the product of an age: The root stuck fast, the broken trunk he sent At Theseus, Theseus frustrates his intent, And leaps aside, by l'allas warn'd, the blow To shun, (for so he said, and we believ'd it so.) Tet not in' vain th' enormous weight was cast, Which Crantor's body sunder'd at the waist. Thy father's squire, Achilles, and his care; Whom conquer'd in the Dolopeian war, Their king, his present ruin to prevent, A pledge of peace implor'd, to l'cleus sent. Thy sue, with grieving eyes, beheld his fate, And cry'd, Not long, lov'd Crantor, shalt thou wait Thy vow'd revenge. At once he said, and threw His ashen spear, which qurver'd as it flew; With all his force and all his foul apply'd, The sharp point enter'd in...

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Rarebooksclub.com

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United States

Release date

March 2012

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First published

March 2012

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Dimensions

246 x 189 x 3mm (L x W x T)

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Paperback - Trade

Pages

62

ISBN-13

978-1-130-74310-4

Barcode

9781130743104

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1-130-74310-1



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