The Iliad, tr. by A. Pope1807 |
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... Hector ! all thy force employ , Assemble all th ' united bands of Troy ; In just array let every leader call The foreign troops : this day demands them all . 975 The voice divine the mighty chief alarms ; The council breaks , the ...
... Hector ! all thy force employ , Assemble all th ' united bands of Troy ; In just array let every leader call The foreign troops : this day demands them all . 975 The voice divine the mighty chief alarms ; The council breaks , the ...
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... Hector asks , a message bears , We know him by the various plume he wears . Aw'd by his high command the Greeks attend , The tumult silence , and the fight suspend . While from the centre Hector rolls his eyes On either host , and thus ...
... Hector asks , a message bears , We know him by the various plume he wears . Aw'd by his high command the Greeks attend , The tumult silence , and the fight suspend . While from the centre Hector rolls his eyes On either host , and thus ...
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... Hector , these bold words address'd . Say , chief , is all thy ancient valour lost , Where are thy threats , and where thy glorious boast , That propt alone by Priam's race should stand Troy's sacred walls , nor need a foreign hand ...
... Hector , these bold words address'd . Say , chief , is all thy ancient valour lost , Where are thy threats , and where thy glorious boast , That propt alone by Priam's race should stand Troy's sacred walls , nor need a foreign hand ...
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... Hector yield : Secure of favouring gods , he takes the field ; His strokes they second , and avert our spears : Behold where Mars in mortal arms appears ! Retire then , warriors , but sedate and slow ; Retire , but with your faces to ...
... Hector yield : Secure of favouring gods , he takes the field ; His strokes they second , and avert our spears : Behold where Mars in mortal arms appears ! Retire then , warriors , but sedate and slow ; Retire , but with your faces to ...
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... Hector saw ; and furious at the sight , Rush'd terrible amidst the ranks of fight . With joy Sarpedon view'd the wish'd relief , And , faint , lamenting , thus implor'd the chief . Oh suffer not the foe to bear away My helpless corpse ...
... Hector saw ; and furious at the sight , Rush'd terrible amidst the ranks of fight . With joy Sarpedon view'd the wish'd relief , And , faint , lamenting , thus implor'd the chief . Oh suffer not the foe to bear away My helpless corpse ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Achilles Æneas Agamemnon Ajax Antilochus arms Asius Atrides bands battle behold beneath blood bold brave brazen breast chariot chief combat command coursers crown'd dart dead death descends Diomed divine dreadful dust Eurypylus Ev'n eyes fair falchion fall fame fate fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flames fleet flies force fury glory goddess godlike gods gore Grecian Greece Greeks hand haste heaps heart heaven heavenly Hector hero honours host Idomeneus Ilion immortal javelin Jove Jove's king lance Lycian martial Menelaus mighty monarch mortal Nestor numbers o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus Pelides pierc'd plain Polydamas Priam prize proud Pylian race rage rise round sacred shade shield shining ships shore Simoïs sire skies slain soul spear spoke stand steeds stern stood stretch'd swift Teucer thee Thetis thou throne thunder toils trembling Trojan troops Troy Tydeus Tydides Ulysses urg'd walls warrior wound youth
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Página 151 - Too daring prince! ah, whither dost thou run? Ah, too forgetful of thy wife and son! And think'st thou not how wretched we shall be, A widow I, a helpless orphan he? For sure such courage length of life denies, And thou must fall, thy virtue's sacrifice. Greece in her single heroes strove in vain; Now hosts oppose thee, and thou must be slain.
Página 189 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blne vault, and bless the useful light.
Página 3 - Judgment itself can at best but steal wisely : for Art is only like a prudent steward that lives on managing the riches of Nature. Whatever praises may be given to works of Judgment, there is not even a single beauty in them, to which the Invention must not contribute.
Página 29 - 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.
Página 80 - Lean'd on the walls and bask'd before the sun: Chiefs, who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer days, like grasshoppers rejoice, A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.
Página 153 - Priam's hoary hairs defiled with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; As thine, Andromache ! thy griefs I dread ; I see thee trembling, weeping, captive led...
Página 104 - Tydides rushing to the war. As when the winds, ascending by degrees, First move the whitening surface of the seas, The billows float in order to the shore, The wave behind rolls on the wave before; Till, with the growing storm, the deeps arise, Foam o'er the rocks, and thunder to the skies.
Página 154 - No more — but hasten to thy tasks at home, There guide the spindle and direct the loom. Me glory summons to the martial scene ; The field of combat is the sphere for men. Where heroes war, the foremost place I claim, The first in danger, as the first in fame.
Página 154 - Andromache ! my soul's far better part, Why with untimely sorrows heaves thy heart.? No hostile hand can antedate my doom, Till fate condemns me to the silent tomb. Fix'd is the term to all the race of earth, And such the hard condition of our birth : No force can then resist, no flight can save ; All sink alike, the fearful and the brave.
Página 272 - Such, they may cry, deserve the sovereign state, Whom those that envy dare not imitate ! 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.