Examples of using "Litoral" in a sentence and their english translations:
I'd like to go to the seaside with you.
They quickly captured much of the Chinese coast.
Most cities in that country are found on the coastal plain.
Zabulon shall dwell on the seashore, and in the road of ships, reaching as far as Sidon.
Tired out, the Trojans seek the nearest land / and turn to Libya.
With feathered oars he cleaves the skies, and straight / on Libya's shores alighting, speeds his hest.
Phaeacia's heights with the horizon blend; / we skim Epirus, and Chaonia's bay / enter, and to Buthrotum's town ascend.
"As for yon shore and that Italian coast, / washed, where the land lies nearest, by our main, / shun them; their cities hold a hostile host. / There Troy's old foes, the evil Argives, reign."
When lo! – the tale I shudder to pursue – / from Tenedos in silence, side by side, / two monstrous serpents, horrible to view, / with coils enormous leaning on the tide, / shoreward, with even stretch, the tranquil sea divide.
"In sight of Troy lies Tenedos, an isle / renowned and rich, while Priam held command, / now a mere bay and roadstead fraught with guile. / Thus far they sailed, and on the lonely strand / lay hid,"
Norway's coast has been inhabited ever since the ice retreated after the last ice age and created living circumstances for people along the bare and weather-beaten coast, with its countless fjords and islands.
"Come then and seek we, as the gods command, / the Gnosian kingdoms, and the winds entreat. / Short is the way, nor distant lies the land. / If Jove be present and assist our fleet, / the third day lands us on the shores of Crete."
The stars were chased, and blushing rose the day. / Dimly, at distance through the misty shroud / Italia's hills and lowlands we survey, / "Italia," first Achates shouts aloud: / "Italia," echoes from the joyful crowd.
"Would that your king AEneas here could stand, / driven by the gale that drove you to this strand! / Natheless, to scour the country, will I send / some trusty messengers, with strict command / to search through Libya to the furthest end, / lest, cast ashore, through town or lonely wood he wend."
Scarce now the summer had begun, when straight / my father, old Anchises, gave command / to spread our canvas and to trust to Fate. / Weeping, I leave my native port, the land, / the fields where once the Trojan towers did stand, / and, homeless, launch upon the boundless brine, / heart-broken outcast, with an exiled band, / comrades, and son, and household gods divine, / and the great Gods of Troy, the guardians of our line.
We furl the sails, and shoreward row amain. / Eastward the harbour arches, scarce descried. / Two jutting rocks, by billows lashed in vain, / stretch out their arms the narrow mouth to hide. / Far back the temple stands, and seems to shun the tide.
Sooth, then, shall she return / to Sparta and Mycenae, ay, and see / home, husband, sons and parents, safe and free, / with Ilian wives and Phrygians in her train, / a queen, in pride of triumph? Shall this be, / and Troy have blazed and Priam's self been slain, / and Trojan blood so oft have soaked the Dardan plain?