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Herodotus, The Histories (ed. A. D. Godley) | 86 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More) | 8 | 0 | Browse | Search |
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley) | 8 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Richard Hakluyt, The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques, and Discoveries of the English Nation | 6 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Aristotle, Nicomachean Ethics (ed. H. Rackham) | 6 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Vergilius Maro, Georgics (ed. J. B. Greenough) | 6 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Q. Horatius Flaccus (Horace), Odes (ed. John Conington) | 4 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Euripides, Rhesus (ed. E. P. Coleridge) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Diodorus Siculus, Library | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Apollodorus, Library and Epitome (ed. Sir James George Frazer) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
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Not thus the tribes
Of Scythia by the far Maeotic wave,
Where turbid Ister whirls his yellow sands,
And Rhodope stretched out beneath the pole
Comes trending backward. There the herds they keep
Close-pent in byres, nor any grass is seen
Upon the plain, nor leaves upon the tree:
But with snow-ridges and deep frost afar
Heaped seven ells high the earth lies featureless:
Still winter? still the north wind's icy breath!
Nay, never sun disparts the shadows pale,
Or as he rides the steep of heaven, or dips
In ocean's fiery bath his plunging car.
Quick ice-crusts curdle on the running stream,
And iron-hooped wheels the water's back now bears,
To broad wains opened, as erewhile to ships;
Brass vessels oft asunder burst, and clothes
Stiffen upon the wearers; juicy wines
They cleave with axes; to one frozen mass
Whole pools are turned; and on their untrimmed beards
Stiff clings the jagged icicle. Meanwhile
All heaven no less is filled with falling snow;
The cattle perish: oxen's mighty frames
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