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... rage ; Or learn the wasteful vengeance to remove By mystic dreams , for dreams descend from Jove . If broken vows this heavy curse have laid , Let altars smoke , and hecatombs be paid . So Heaven atoned , shall dying Greece restore ...
... rage ; Or learn the wasteful vengeance to remove By mystic dreams , for dreams descend from Jove . If broken vows this heavy curse have laid , Let altars smoke , and hecatombs be paid . So Heaven atoned , shall dying Greece restore ...
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... rage he may , but he shall rage in vain . But this when time requires - It now remains We launch a bark to plough the watery plains , And waft the sacrifice to Chrysa's shores , With chosen pilots , and with labouring oars . Soon shall ...
... rage he may , but he shall rage in vain . But this when time requires - It now remains We launch a bark to plough the watery plains , And waft the sacrifice to Chrysa's shores , With chosen pilots , and with labouring oars . Soon shall ...
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... rage oppress'd , His heart swell'd high , and labour'd in his breast ; Distracting thoughts by turns his bosom ruled ; Now fired by wrath , and now by reason cool'd : That prompts his hand to draw the deadly sword , Force through the ...
... rage oppress'd , His heart swell'd high , and labour'd in his breast ; Distracting thoughts by turns his bosom ruled ; Now fired by wrath , and now by reason cool'd : That prompts his hand to draw the deadly sword , Force through the ...
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... rage his boiling breast forsook , Which thus redoubling on Atrides broke- ' O monster ! mix'd of insolence and fear , Thou dog in forehead , but in heart a deer ! When wert thou known in ambush'd fights to dare , Or nobly face the ...
... rage his boiling breast forsook , Which thus redoubling on Atrides broke- ' O monster ! mix'd of insolence and fear , Thou dog in forehead , but in heart a deer ! When wert thou known in ambush'd fights to dare , Or nobly face the ...
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... rage in bitterness of soul , to know This act has made the bravest Greek thy foe . ' He spoke ; and furious hurl'd against the ground His sceptre , starr'd with golden studs around : Then sternly silent sat . With like disdain The ...
... rage in bitterness of soul , to know This act has made the bravest Greek thy foe . ' He spoke ; and furious hurl'd against the ground His sceptre , starr'd with golden studs around : Then sternly silent sat . With like disdain The ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax arms Atreus Atrides bands battle beauteous behold bend beneath blood bold brave brazen breast chariot chief combat command coursers crown'd daring dart descends Diomed dire divine dreadful E'en Epeians Eurypylus eyes fair falchion fall fame fate fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flames fleet force fury glory goddess godlike gods gore grace Grecian Greece Greeks ground hand haste hear heart Heaven heavenly Hector heroes Homer honours host Idomeneus Iliad Ilion's immortal javelin Jove king lance Lycian maid martial mighty monarch Nestor night numbers o'er Pallas Pandarus pass'd Patroclus Phrygian pierced plain press'd Priam's prince prize proud Pylian race rage sacred shade shield shining ships shore Simoïs sire skies slain soul spear spoke stand steeds stern Sthenelus stood swift tent thee thou throne thunder toils trembling Trojan troops Troy Troy's Tydeus Tydides Ulysses Virgil walls warrior woes wound youth
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Page 167 - And guard my father's glories and my own. Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates, (How my heart trembles while my tongue relates !) The day when thou, imperial Troy! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end.
Page 168 - Trojans, to defend the crown, Against his country's foes the war to wage, And rise the Hector of the future age ! So when triumphant from successful toils Of heroes slain he bears the reeking spoils, Whole hosts may hail him with deserved acclaim, And say, " This chief transcends his father's fame While pleased, amidst the general shouts of Troy, His mother's conscious heart o'erflows with joy.
Page 278 - A wise physician, skill'd our wounds to heal, Is more than armies to the public weal.
Page 22 - Declare, O Muse ! in what ill-fated hour Sprung the fierce strife ; from what offended power? Latona's son a dire contagion spread, And heap'd the camp with mountains of the dead; The king of men his reverend priest defied And for the king's offence the people died.
Page 233 - Yet hear one word, and lodge it in thy heart: No more molest me on Atrides' part. Is it for him these tears are taught to flow, For him these sorrows ? for my mortal foe ? A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows : One should our interests and our passions be ; My friend must hate the man that injures me.
Page 38 - The sire of gods, and all th' ethereal train, On the warm limits of the farthest main, Now mix with mortals, nor disdain to grace The feasts of Ethiopia's blameless race ; Twelve days the powers indulge the genial rite, Returning with the twelfth revolving light. Then will I mount the brazen dome, and move The high tribunal of immortal Jove.
Page 4 - If a council be called, or a battle fought, you are not coldly informed of what was said or done as from a third person ; the reader is hurried out of himself by the force of the poet's imagination, and turns in one place to a hearer, in another to a spectator.
Page 22 - ACHILLES' wrath, to Greece the direful spring Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing ! That wrath which hurl'd to Pluto's gloomy reign The souls of mighty chiefs untimely slain ; Whose limbs, unburied on the naked shore, Devouring dogs and hungry vultures tore; Since great Achilles and Atrides strove, Such was the sovereign doom, and such the will of Jove.
Page 27 - Such as a king might ask ; and let it be A treasure worthy her and worthy me. Or grant me this, or with a monarch's claim This hand shall seize some other captive dame. The mighty Ajax shall his prize resign, Ulysses' spoils, or e'en thy own be mine.
Page 3 - It is to the strength of this amazing invention we are to attribute that unequalled fire and rapture which is so forcible in Homer, that no man of a true poetical spirit is master of himself while he reads him.