The Iliad of HomerBelford, Clarke, 1884 - 500 pages |
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... spoke of their own great ancestor were , no doubt , of far inferior sublimity and popularity , or , at first sight , a Theseid would have been much more likely to have emanated from an Athenian synod of compilers of ancient song , than ...
... spoke of their own great ancestor were , no doubt , of far inferior sublimity and popularity , or , at first sight , a Theseid would have been much more likely to have emanated from an Athenian synod of compilers of ancient song , than ...
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... spoke the prudence and the fears of age : “ Beloved of Jove , Achilles ! would'st thou know Why angry Phæbus bends his fatal bow ? pensations ? The close union of the arts of prophecy and song explains his additional Office of god of ...
... spoke the prudence and the fears of age : “ Beloved of Jove , Achilles ! would'st thou know Why angry Phæbus bends his fatal bow ? pensations ? The close union of the arts of prophecy and song explains his additional Office of god of ...
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... spoke : when with a gloomy frown The monarch started from his shining throne ; Black choler fill'd his breast that boild with ire , And from his eye - balls flash'd the living fire : Augur accursed ! denouncing mischief still , Prophet ...
... spoke : when with a gloomy frown The monarch started from his shining throne ; Black choler fill'd his breast that boild with ire , And from his eye - balls flash'd the living fire : Augur accursed ! denouncing mischief still , Prophet ...
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... spoke ; and furious hurl'd against the ground His sceptre starr'd with golden studs around : Then sternly silent sat . With like disdain The raging king return'd his frowns again . To calm their passion with the words of age , Slow from ...
... spoke ; and furious hurl'd against the ground His sceptre starr'd with golden studs around : Then sternly silent sat . With like disdain The raging king return'd his frowns again . To calm their passion with the words of age , Slow from ...
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... spoke ; “ Tyrant , I well deserved thy galling chain , To live thy slave , and still to serve in vain , Should I submit to each unjust decree : -- Command thy vassals , but command not me . Seize on Briseïs , whom the Grecians doom'd My ...
... spoke ; “ Tyrant , I well deserved thy galling chain , To live thy slave , and still to serve in vain , Should I submit to each unjust decree : -- Command thy vassals , but command not me . Seize on Briseïs , whom the Grecians doom'd My ...
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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
Popular passages
Page 293 - Knowledge is of two kinds. We know a subject ourselves, or we know where we can find information upon it.
Page 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.
Page 264 - A wise physician, skilled our wounds to heal, Is more than armies to the public weal.
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 423 - He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds; and the cloud is not rent under them.
Page 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.