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of the extensive kingdom I had to conquer, and <unclear>the</unclear> fierce <gap/> nations <gap/> have to<lb/> | of the extensive kingdom I had to conquer, and <unclear>the</unclear> fierce <gap/> nations <gap/> have to<lb/> | ||
encounter. <del>But</del> <add>And</add> now <del>alas <gap/> from</del> <add><unclear>party</unclear> captivated by</add> <unclear>delusion</unclear> <gap/>, he invokes <add><unclear>fortune</unclear></add> the fates <del>& <unclear>fortune</unclear></del>,<lb/> | encounter. <del>But</del> <add>And</add> now <del>alas <gap/> from</del> <add><unclear>party</unclear> captivated by</add> <unclear>delusion</unclear> <gap/>, he invokes <add><unclear>fortune</unclear></add> the fates <del>& <unclear>fortune</unclear></del>,<lb/> | ||
& loads the altar with offerings: | & loads the altar with offerings: While we mournfully perform the last sad offices to the<lb/> | ||
lifeless Youth, no longer subject to the celestial powers. Alas unhappy man, you <del>will</del><lb/> | lifeless Youth, no longer subject to the celestial powers. Alas unhappy man, you <del>will</del><lb/> | ||
are doomed to behold the <unclear>Torment</unclear> of yr beloved Son. And this <unclear>over</unclear> wished for, our <gap/><lb/> | are doomed to behold the <unclear>Torment</unclear> of yr beloved Son. And this <unclear>over</unclear> wished for, our <gap/><lb/> | ||
return: <del>This</del> my greatest solace. But yet O Evander you will observe in yr Son no<lb/> | return: <del>This</del> my greatest solace. But yet O Evander you will observe in yr Son no<lb/> | ||
disgraceful <gap/>: | disgraceful <gap/>: nor will <del>death be <gap/> <gap/></del> life be rendered to you a <sic>burthen</sic> by the<lb/> | ||
shameful <unclear>safety</unclear> of Yr Son. Alas, what a firm protector your <del><unclear>life</unclear></del> lose <del>the</del> Italy, and how<lb/> | |||
great is the loss to you oh <unclear>Julius</unclear>. When he had <del><gap/></del> sighed out these lamentations he<lb/> | |||
ordered the wretched body to be <del>removed</del> <add>carried forward</add>, and sent a thousand men <!-- six symbols resembling shorthand --><lb/> | |||
attend while the <add>last</add> sad honours were performed over it: they shed tears for the country: a feeble<lb/> | |||
<del>to</del> assuagement to their intense grief, but yet <gap/> to their melancholy homes. | |||
valour. Thus spoke the Evander tears standing in his eyes, the aged Evander, bending
his steps towards the entrance of his Palace: when the aged Acoetis watched
the life-devoid body of the life-devoid Pallas: Acoetis who had been the Armour
Bearer to Syrian Evander: but alas he saw not now approach with his
wanted joy of his beloved protector with his wanted joy-illuminated countenance.
The lifeless body was surrounded with a crowd of Syrians & Trojans,
& a train of Trojan women, their hair disshevelled their accustomed sign of Grief.
But when Aeneas approached the lofty portico, the most heart-rending groans
issue from their stricken breasts, and the spacious gr court groans with echos
the respondent howl. Eneas when he saw the countenance and supported head
of the immaculate Pallas, and the Italian sword wound in his gentle breast,
overwhelmed with Tears he thus spoke; & art thou gone oh hapless youth
fortune saw in you and envied my happiness:? and will thou never behold new
kingdom, nor be triumphant to your Fathers palace? Such were not the Alas
how grievously have the promises been disfulfilled to yr Father upon quitting the
paternal roof: as I was about to despair he embraced me, and with melancholy foreboding
of the extensive kingdom I had to conquer, and the fierce nations have to
encounter. But And now alas from party captivated by delusion , he invokes fortune the fates & fortune,
& loads the altar with offerings: While we mournfully perform the last sad offices to the
lifeless Youth, no longer subject to the celestial powers. Alas unhappy man, you will
are doomed to behold the Torment of yr beloved Son. And this over wished for, our
return: This my greatest solace. But yet O Evander you will observe in yr Son no
disgraceful : nor will death be life be rendered to you a burthen by the
shameful safety of Yr Son. Alas, what a firm protector your life lose the Italy, and how
great is the loss to you oh Julius. When he had sighed out these lamentations he
ordered the wretched body to be removed carried forward, and sent a thousand men
attend while the last sad honours were performed over it: they shed tears for the country: a feeble
to assuagement to their intense grief, but yet to their melancholy homes.
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an account of the extra expence incurred by the public in the year 1797 in the execution of the acts of parliament for punishing convicts on board the hulks at woolwich by hard labour on the river thames |
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