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John Conington was an English classical scholar. In 1866 he published his best-known work, the translation of the Aeneid of Virgil into the octosyllabic metre of Walter Scott. He was Corpus Professor of Latin at the University of Oxford from 1854 till his death. Wikipedia

✵ 10. August 1825 – 23. October 1869

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John Conington Quotes

“Fierce boils in every vein
Indignant shame and passion blind,
The tempest of the lover's mind,
The soldier's high disdain.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book XII, p. 465

“Ah! would but Jupiter restore
The strength I had in days of yore!”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book VIII, p. 294

“Let Rome be glorious on the earth,
The centre of Italian worth.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book XII, p. 472

“O impotence of man's frail mind
To fate and to the future blind,
Presumptuous and o'erweening still
When Fortune follows at its will!”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book X, p. 369

“Myself not ignorant of woe,
Compassion I have learned to show.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book I, p. 31

“Ah son! compel me not to speak
The sorrows of our race!
That youth the Fates but just display
To earth, nor let him longer stay:
With gifts like these for aye to hold,
Rome's heart had e'en been overbold.
Ah! what a groan from Mars's plain
Shall o'er the city sound!
How wilt thou gaze on that long train,
Old Tiber, rolling to the main
Beside his new-raised mound!
No youth of Ilium's seed inspires
With hope as fair his Latian sires:
Nor Rome shall dandle on her knee
A nursling so adored as he.
O piety! O ancient faith!
O hand untamed in battle scathe!
No foe had lived before his sword,
Stemmed he on foot the war's red tide
Or with relentless rowel gored
His foaming charger's side.
Dear child of pity! shouldst thou burst
The dungeon-bars of Fate accurst,
Our own Marcellus thou!”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book VI, pp. 226–227

“Then come the clamour and the blare,
And shouts and clarions rend the air.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book II, p. 52

“Blest pair! if aught my verse avail,
No day shall make your memory fail
From off the heart of time.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book IX, p. 324

“Virtue's a mere name,
Or 'tis high venture that achieves high aim.”

Book I, epistle xvii, p. 138
Translations, The Satires, Epistles, and Art of Poetry of Horace (1869), Epistles

“But, Roman, thou, do thou control
The nations far and wide;
Be this thy genius, to impose
The rule of peace on vanquished foes,
Show pity to the humbled soul,
And crush the sons of pride.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book VI, pp. 225–226

“My chief, let Fate cry on or back,
'Tis ours to follow, nothing slack:
Whate'er betide, he only cures
The stroke of Fortune who endures.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book V, p. 175

“Curst Love! what lengths of tyrant scorn
Wreak'st not on those of woman born?”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book IV, p. 127

“So vast the labor to create
The fabric of the Roman state!”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book I, p. 4

“Terror wings his flight.”

Source: Translations, The Aeneid of Virgil (1866), Book VIII, p. 280