The Iliad of Homer, Volumen2Ingram, Cooke, 1853 |
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... Fix'd in his belt the feather'd weapon stood , And through his buckler drove the trembling wood ; But Jove was present in the dire debate , To shield his offspring , and avert his fate . The prince gave back , not meditating flight ...
... Fix'd in his belt the feather'd weapon stood , And through his buckler drove the trembling wood ; But Jove was present in the dire debate , To shield his offspring , and avert his fate . The prince gave back , not meditating flight ...
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... fix'd great Hector and his conquering host , He left them to the fates , in bloody fray To toil and struggle through the well - fought day . Then turn'd to Thracia from the field of fight Those eyes that shed insufferable light , To ...
... fix'd great Hector and his conquering host , He left them to the fates , in bloody fray To toil and struggle through the well - fought day . Then turn'd to Thracia from the field of fight Those eyes that shed insufferable light , To ...
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... Fix'd at his post was each bold Ajax found ,. These words the Grecians ' fainting hearts inspire , And listening armies catch the godlike fire . Where first the gates were forced , and bulwarks gain'd. 22 [ BOOK XIII . THE ILIAD . Athens.
... Fix'd at his post was each bold Ajax found ,. These words the Grecians ' fainting hearts inspire , And listening armies catch the godlike fire . Where first the gates were forced , and bulwarks gain'd. 22 [ BOOK XIII . THE ILIAD . Athens.
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Homer Theodore Alois Buckley. Fix'd at his post was each bold Ajax found , With well - ranged squadrons strongly circled round : So close their order , so disposed their fight , As Pallas ' self might view with fix'd delight ; Or had the ...
Homer Theodore Alois Buckley. Fix'd at his post was each bold Ajax found , With well - ranged squadrons strongly circled round : So close their order , so disposed their fight , As Pallas ' self might view with fix'd delight ; Or had the ...
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... , Unchanged his colour , and unmoved his frame : Composed his thought , determined is his eye , And fix'd his soul , to conquer or to die : 330 340 350 360 If aught disturb the tenor of his breast , " BOOK XIII . ] 27 THE ILIAD . 27.
... , Unchanged his colour , and unmoved his frame : Composed his thought , determined is his eye , And fix'd his soul , to conquer or to die : 330 340 350 360 If aught disturb the tenor of his breast , " BOOK XIII . ] 27 THE ILIAD . 27.
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Achilles Æneas Ajax Antilochus arms Asius Atrides Automedon band battle behold beneath blaze blood bold brave brazen breast breath chariot chief clouds command corse coursers cries dart dead death descends divine dreadful dust Euphorbus eyes falchion fall fame fate fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flame fleet flew flies force fury glory goddess godlike gods gore grace Grecian Greece Greeks grief groan hand head heaps heart heaven Hector hero hero's honours host Idomeneus Ilion immortal javelin Jove Jove's king lance Lycian Merion mighty mortal Neptune numbers o'er Oïleus Pallas panting Patroclus Peleus Pelides Phoebus pierced plain Polydamas Priam prize race rage resound rise round sacred Sarpedon Scamander shades shield shining ships shore Simoïs sire skies slain soul spear spoke stands steeds stern stood stretch'd Swift tears Teucer thee Thetis thou thunder trembling Trojan Troy turn'd walls warrior wound youth
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Página 73 - Which they beheld, the Moon's resplendent globe, And starry Pole : Thou also mad'st the Night, Maker Omnipotent : and Thou the Day...
Página 182 - He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds; and the cloud is not rent under them.
Página 11 - 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!
Página 279 - A cloudy spot. Down thither prone in flight He speeds, and through the vast ethereal sky Sails between worlds and worlds, with steady wing...
Página 11 - 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. 390 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 tho' we fall, and honour'd if we live, Or let us Glory gain, or Glory give!
Página 205 - He, like the warlike eagle speeds his pace, (Swiftest and strongest of the aerial race:) Far as a spear can fly Achilles springs At every bound ; his clanging armour rings ; Now here, now there, he turns on every side, And winds his course before the following tide; The waves flow after wheresoe'er he wheels, And gather fast, and murmur at his heels.
Página 63 - Thus oft the Grecians turn'd, but still they flew ; Thus following Hector still the hindmost slew. When flying they had pass'd the trench profound, And many a chief lay gasping on the ground ; Before the ships a desperate stand they made, 415 And fired the troops, and call'd the gods to aid.
Página 161 - Another part (a prospect differing far) Glow'd with refulgent arms, and horrid war. Two mighty hosts a leaguer'd town embrace, And one would pillage, one would burn the place. Meantime the townsmen, arm'd with silent care, A secret ambush on the foe prepare : Their wives, their children, and the watchful band Of trembling parents, on the turrets stand. They march; by Pallas and by Mars made bold: Gold were the gods, their radiant garments gold...
Página 133 - And prone to earth was hung their languid head: Nor Jove disdain'd to cast a pitying look, While thus relenting to the steeds he spoke : ' Unhappy coursers of immortal strain!
Página 11 - Xanthus' streams enrich the Lycian plain, Our numerous herds that range the fruitful field. And hills where vines their purple harvest yield, Our foaming bowls with purer nectar crown'd...