The Iliad of HomerBelford, Clarke, 1884 - 500 strani |
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Stran 60
... 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 , átoned , 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 , átoned , shall dying Greece restore ...
Stran 62
... 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 laboring 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 laboring oars . Soon shall ...
Stran 63
... rage , The god propitiate , and the pest assuage . " At this , Pelides , frowning stern , replied : “ O tyrant , arm'd with insolence and pride ! Inglorious slave to interest , ever join'd With fraud , unworthy of a royal mind ! What ...
... rage , The god propitiate , and the pest assuage . " At this , Pelides , frowning stern , replied : “ O tyrant , arm'd with insolence and pride ! Inglorious slave to interest , ever join'd With fraud , unworthy of a royal mind ! What ...
Stran 64
... rage oppress'd , His heart swellid high , and labor'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 swellid high , and labor'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 ...
Stran 67
... 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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Achilles Ajax appear arms band battle bear beneath blood body bold brave breast breath bright chariot chief close clouds command dart dead death deep descends divine dreadful dust earth eyes fair fall fame fate father fear fell field fierce fight fire flames flies force fury give glory gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks hand head hear heart heaven Hector hero Homer honors host human Jove king lance lies live lost mighty mind mortal move o'er once Patroclus plain prize race rage rest rise round sacred shade shield shining ships shore side sire skies slain soul sound spear spoke spread stand steeds stood Swift thee things thou thought thunder train trembling Trojan Troy turns vain walls warrior whole wound youth
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Stran 293 - Knowledge is of two kinds. We know a subject ourselves, or we know where we can find information upon it.
Stran 26 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.
Stran 264 - A wise physician, skilled our wounds to heal, Is more than armies to the public weal.
Stran 171 - 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.
Stran 281 - Could all our care elude the gloomy grave, Which claims no less the fearful than the brave, For lust of fame I should not vainly dare In fighting fields, nor urge thy soul to war. But since, alas ! ignoble age must come, Disease, and death's inexorable doom, The life, which others pay, let us bestow, And give to fame what we to nature owe ; Brave though we fall, and honour'd if we live, Or let us glory gain, or glory give!
Stran 84 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Stran 79 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...
Stran 39 - ... is so forcible in Homer, that no man of a true poetical spirit is master of himself while he reads him. What he writes, is of the most animated nature imaginable ; every thing moves, every thing lives, and is put in action. 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.
Stran 423 - He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds; and the cloud is not rent under them.
Stran 27 - In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate : I am the captain of my soul.