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When the chief Could find no hope in battle on the soil He now was quitting, and the lofty Alps Forbad Iberia, to his son he spake, The eldest scion of that noble stock: Search out the far recesses of the earth, 'Nile and Euphrates, wheresoe'er the fame Of Magnus lives, where, through thy father's deeds, The people tremble at the name of Rome. 'Lead to the sea again the pirate bands; 'Rouse Egypt's kings; Tigranes, wholly mine, 'And Pharnaces and all the vagrant tribes 'Of both Armenias; and the Pontic hordes, ' Warlike and fierce; the dwellers on the hills 'Rhipaean, and by that dead northern marsh 'Whose frozen surface bears the loaded wain. Why further stay thee? Let the eastern world Sound with the war, all cities of the earth 'Conquered by me, as vassals, to my camp 'Send all their levied hosts. And you whose names 'Within the Latian book recorded stand, 'Strike for Epirus with the northern wind; 'And thence in Greece and Macedonian tracts, (While winter gives us peace) new str
Phasis (Georgia) (search for this): book 2, card 628
e And held the open: and Pompeius' flight Gave a poor triumph. Yet was narrower far The channel which gave access to the sea Than that Euboean strait It seems that the Euripus was bridged over. (Mr. Haskins' note.) whose waters lave The shore by Chalcis. Here two ships stuck fast Alone, of all the fleet; the fatal hook Grappled their decks and drew them to the land, And the first bloodshed of the civil war Here left a blush upon the ocean wave. As when the famous ship The 'Argo.' sought Phasis' stream The rocky gates closed in and hardly gripped Her flying stern; then from the empty sea The cliffs rebounding to their ancient seat Were fixed to move no more. But now the steps Of morn approaching tinged the eastern sky With roseate hues: the Pleiades were dim, The wagon of the Charioteer grew pale, The planets faded, and the silvery star Which ushers in the day, was lost in light. Thou, Magnus, hold'st the deep; yet not the same Now are thy fates, as when from every sea Thy fleet tr
ous ship The 'Argo.' sought Phasis' stream The rocky gates closed in and hardly gripped Her flying stern; then from the empty sea The cliffs rebounding to their ancient seat Were fixed to move no more. But now the steps Of morn approaching tinged the eastern sky With roseate hues: the Pleiades were dim, The wagon of the Charioteer grew pale, The planets faded, and the silvery star Which ushers in the day, was lost in light. Thou, Magnus, hold'st the deep; yet not the same Now are thy fates, as when from every sea Thy fleet triumphant swept the pirate pest. Tired of thy conquests, Fortune now no more Shall smile upon thee. With thy spouse and sons, Thy household gods, and peoples in thy train, Still great in exile, in a distant land Thou seek'st thy fated fall; not that the gods, Wishing to rob thee of a Roman grave, Decreed the strands of Egypt for thy tomb: 'Twas Italy they spared, that far away Fortune on shores remote might hide her crime, And Roman soil be pure of Magnus' blood.
When the chief Could find no hope in battle on the soil He now was quitting, and the lofty Alps Forbad Iberia, to his son he spake, The eldest scion of that noble stock: Search out the far recesses of the earth, 'Nile and Euphrates, wheresoe'er the fame Of Magnus lives, where, through thy father's deeds, The people tremble at the name of Rome. 'Lead to the sea again the pirate bands; 'Rouse Egypt's kings; Tigranes, wholly mine, 'And Pharnaces and all the vagrant tribes 'Of both Armenias; and the Pontic hordes, ' Warlike and fierce; the dwellers on the hills 'Rhipaean, and by that dead northern marsh 'Whose frozen surface bears the loaded wain. Why further stay thee? Let the eastern world Sound with the war, all cities of the earth 'Conquered by me, as vassals, to my camp 'Send all their levied hosts. And you whose names 'Within the Latian book recorded stand, 'Strike for Epirus with the northern wind; 'And thence in Greece and Macedonian tracts, (While winter gives us peace) new stre
Chalcis (Greece) (search for this): book 2, card 628
rose again and fell. Then were the gates thrown wide; for with the fates The city turned to Caesar: and the foe, Seizing the town, rushed onward by the pier That circled in the harbour; then they knew With shame and sorrow that the fleet was gone And held the open: and Pompeius' flight Gave a poor triumph. Yet was narrower far The channel which gave access to the sea Than that Euboean strait It seems that the Euripus was bridged over. (Mr. Haskins' note.) whose waters lave The shore by Chalcis. Here two ships stuck fast Alone, of all the fleet; the fatal hook Grappled their decks and drew them to the land, And the first bloodshed of the civil war Here left a blush upon the ocean wave. As when the famous ship The 'Argo.' sought Phasis' stream The rocky gates closed in and hardly gripped Her flying stern; then from the empty sea The cliffs rebounding to their ancient seat Were fixed to move no more. But now the steps Of morn approaching tinged the eastern sky With roseate hues: th
Epirus (Greece) (search for this): book 2, card 628
Rouse Egypt's kings; Tigranes, wholly mine, 'And Pharnaces and all the vagrant tribes 'Of both Armenias; and the Pontic hordes, ' Warlike and fierce; the dwellers on the hills 'Rhipaean, and by that dead northern marsh 'Whose frozen surface bears the loaded wain. Why further stay thee? Let the eastern world Sound with the war, all cities of the earth 'Conquered by me, as vassals, to my camp 'Send all their levied hosts. And you whose names 'Within the Latian book recorded stand, 'Strike for Epirus with the northern wind; 'And thence in Greece and Macedonian tracts, (While winter gives us peace) new strength acquire 'For coming conflicts.' They obey his words And loose their ships and launch upon the main. But Caesar's might, intolerant of peace Or lengthy armistice, lest now perchance The fates might change their edicts, swift pursued The footsteps of his foe. To other men, So many cities taken at a blow, So many strongholds captured, might suffice; And Rome herself, the mistress of t
t, the greatest prize of all. Not so with Caesar: instant on the goal He fiercely presses; thinking nothing done'Na thing is done quhil ocht remanys ado.' Gawin Douglas, Prologue to Aeneid vii. While aught remained to do. Now in his grasp Lay all Italia;-but while Magnus stayed Upon the utmost shore, his grieving soul Deemed all was shared with him. Yet he essayed Escape to hinder, and with labour vain Piled in the greedy main gigantic rocks: Mountains of earth down to the sandy depths Were swal or yards were bent; a silent crew Drew down the sails which hung upon the ropes, Nor shook the mighty cables, lest the wind Should sound upon them. But the chief, in prayer, Thus spake to Fortune: ' Thou whose high decree Has made us exiles from Italia's shores, Grant us at least to leave them.' Yet the fates Hardly permitted, for a murmur vast Came from the ocean, as the countless keels Furrowed the waters, and with ceaseless splash The parted billows rose again and fell. Then were the gates t
sar: instant on the goal He fiercely presses; thinking nothing done'Na thing is done quhil ocht remanys ado.' Gawin Douglas, Prologue to Aeneid vii. While aught remained to do. Now in his grasp Lay all Italia;-but while Magnus stayed Upon the utmost shore, his grieving soul Deemed all was shared with him. Yet he essayed Escape to hinder, and with labour vain Piled in the greedy main gigantic rocks: Mountains of earth down to the sandy depths Were swallowed by the vortex of the sea; Just as if Eryx and its lofty top Were cast into the deep, yet not a speck Should mark the watery plain; or Gaurus huge Split from his summit to his base, were plunged In fathomless Avernus' stagnant pool. The billows thus unstemmed, 'twas Caesar's will To hew the stately forests and with trees Enchained to form a rampart. Thus of old (If fame be true) the boastful Persian king Prepared a way across the rapid strait 'Twixt Sestos and Abydos, and made one The European and the Trojan shores; And marched upon t
Athos (Greece) (search for this): book 2, card 628
e, were plunged In fathomless Avernus' stagnant pool. The billows thus unstemmed, 'twas Caesar's will To hew the stately forests and with trees Enchained to form a rampart. Thus of old (If fame be true) the boastful Persian king Prepared a way across the rapid strait 'Twixt Sestos and Abydos, and made one The European and the Trojan shores; And marched upon the waters, wind and storm Counting as nought, but trusting his emprise To one frail bridge, so that his ships might pass Through middle Athos. Thus a mighty mole Of fallen forests grew upon the waves, Free until then, and lofty turrets rose, And land usurped the entrance to the main. This when Pompeius saw, with anxious care His soul was filled; yet hoping to regain The exit lost, and win a wider world Wherein to wage the war, on chosen ships He hoists the sails; these, driven by the wind Which filled the bellying sails, not once nor twice Scattered the beams asunder; and at night Not seldom engines, worked by stalwart arms, Flung
Abydos (Turkey) (search for this): book 2, card 628
the sandy depths Were swallowed by the vortex of the sea; Just as if Eryx and its lofty top Were cast into the deep, yet not a speck Should mark the watery plain; or Gaurus huge Split from his summit to his base, were plunged In fathomless Avernus' stagnant pool. The billows thus unstemmed, 'twas Caesar's will To hew the stately forests and with trees Enchained to form a rampart. Thus of old (If fame be true) the boastful Persian king Prepared a way across the rapid strait 'Twixt Sestos and Abydos, and made one The European and the Trojan shores; And marched upon the waters, wind and storm Counting as nought, but trusting his emprise To one frail bridge, so that his ships might pass Through middle Athos. Thus a mighty mole Of fallen forests grew upon the waves, Free until then, and lofty turrets rose, And land usurped the entrance to the main. This when Pompeius saw, with anxious care His soul was filled; yet hoping to regain The exit lost, and win a wider world Wherein to wage the wa
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