The Iliad of Homer, tr. by A. Pope1808 |
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... tears , and bribes , shall plead in vain ; Till time shall rifle every youthful grace , And age dismiss her from my cold embrace , In daily labors of the loom employ'd , Or doom'd to deck the bed she once enjoy'd . Hence then , to Argos ...
... tears , and bribes , shall plead in vain ; Till time shall rifle every youthful grace , And age dismiss her from my cold embrace , In daily labors of the loom employ'd , Or doom'd to deck the bed she once enjoy'd . Hence then , to Argos ...
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... tear her from his heart . 425 Th'unwilling heralds act their lord's commands ; Pensive they walk along the barren ... tears of anger and disdain , Thus loud lamented to the stormy main . O parent Goddess ! since in early bloom Thy son ...
... tear her from his heart . 425 Th'unwilling heralds act their lord's commands ; Pensive they walk along the barren ... tears of anger and disdain , Thus loud lamented to the stormy main . O parent Goddess ! since in early bloom Thy son ...
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... tears celestial trickle from her eyes ) Why have I born thee with a mother's throes , To fates averse , and nurs'd for future woes ? So short a space the light of heaven to view ! So short a space ! and fill'd with sorrow too ! 545 O ...
... tears celestial trickle from her eyes ) Why have I born thee with a mother's throes , To fates averse , and nurs'd for future woes ? So short a space the light of heaven to view ! So short a space ! and fill'd with sorrow too ! 545 O ...
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... tears spring starting from his haggard eyes : Trembling he sat , and shrunk in abject fears , 330 From his vile visage wip'd the scalding tears . While to his neighbour each express'd his thought : Ye Gods ! what wonders has Ulysses ...
... tears spring starting from his haggard eyes : Trembling he sat , and shrunk in abject fears , 330 From his vile visage wip'd the scalding tears . While to his neighbour each express'd his thought : Ye Gods ! what wonders has Ulysses ...
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... tears , 360 The tedious length of nine revolving years . Not for their grief the Grecian host I blame ; But vanquish'd ! baffled ! oh eternal shame ! Expect the time to Troy's destruction given , And try the faith of Chalcas and of ...
... tears , 360 The tedious length of nine revolving years . Not for their grief the Grecian host I blame ; But vanquish'd ! baffled ! oh eternal shame ! Expect the time to Troy's destruction given , And try the faith of Chalcas and of ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antilochus arms Asius Atrides bands battle behold beneath blood bold brave brazen breast chariot chief command coursers crown'd dare dart dead death descends Diomed divine dreadful dust Eurypylus eyes falchion fall fame fate fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flames fleet flies force fury glory Goddess godlike Gods gore Grecian Greece Greeks ground hand haste heaps heart heaven heavenly Hector hero honors host Idomeneus Ilion immortal javelin Jove Jove's king lance Lycian martial Menelaus Merion mighty monarch mortal Nestor numbers o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus pierc'd plain Polydamas Priam prince prize proud Pylian race rage rise sacred shade shield shining ships shore Simoïs sire skies slain soul spear spoke stand steeds stern stood stretch'd Swift Teucer thee Thetis thou thro throne thunder toils trembling Trojan troops Troy Tydeus Tydides Ulysses urg'd walls warrior wound youth
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Page 82 - No wonder, such celestial charms For nine long years have set the world in arms! What winning graces! what majestic mien! She moves a Goddess, and she looks a Queen. Yet hence, oh Heav'n! convey that fatal face, And from destruction save the Trojan race.
Page i - Homer; and whatever commendations have been allowed them on this head are by no means for their invention in having enlarged his circle but for their judgment in having contracted it. For when the mode of learning changed in...
Page 309 - In this was every art, and every charm, To win the wisest, and the coldest warm: Fond love, the gentle vow, the gay desire, The kind deceit, the still-reviving fire, Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke, and eloquence of eyes.
Page 147 - Here, as the queen revolved with careful eyes The various textures and the various dyes, She chose a veil that shone superior far, And glow'd refulgent as the morning star. Herself with this the long procession leads ; The train majestically slow proceeds. Soon as to Ilion's topmost tower they come, And awful reach the high Palladian dome, • Antenor's consort, fair Theano, waits As Pallas' priestess, and unbars the gates.
Page 83 - Though great Atrides overtops his head. Nor yet appear his care and conduct small; From rank to rank he moves, and orders all. The stately ram thus measures o'er the ground, And, master of the flock, surveys them round." Then Helen thus: "Whom your discerning eyes Have singled out, is Ithacus the wise; A barren island boasts his glorious birth; His fame for wisdom fills the spacious earth.
Page 97 - The day shall come, that great avenging day, Which Troy's proud glories in the dust shall lay; When Priam's powers and Priam's self shall fall, And one prodigious ruin swallow all.
Page 143 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
Page xx - However, had he translated the whole work, I would no more have attempted Homer after him than Virgil, his version of whom (notwithstanding some human errors) is the most noble and spirited translation I know in any language.
Page 219 - Each. single Greek, in this conclusive strife, Stands on the sharpest edge of death or life': Yet if my years thy kind regard engage, Employ thy youth as I employ my age ; Succeed to these my cares, and rouse the rest ; He serves me most, who serves his country best.
Page 421 - For Peleus breathes no more the vital air; Or drags a wretched life of age and care, But till the news of my sad fate invades His hastening soul, and sinks him to the shades.