Pope's The Iliad of Homer: Books I, VI, XXII, and XXIVD.C. Heath, 1899 - 142 Seiten |
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Achilles added by Pope Æneid Agamemnon Andromache Apollo Argos arms Astyanax Atrides beauteous beheld blood brave breast chief Chryses corse coursers crown'd dame daughter dead death divine dreadful Dryden Eëtion epic eyes fair fall fame fate father fear fierce fight flies Friedrich Preller gates glory goddess godlike gods golden grace Grecian Greece Greeks grief hand heart heaven hecatomb Hector Hecuba Helen Hephæstus Hermes hero Homer honours host Iliad Ilion Intr Jove Jove's king Lycian maid Menelaus Milton mind monarch mortal mournful o'er Paris pass'd Patroclus Peleus Pelides Phoebus plain poem poets Pope Pope's prayer press'd Priam priest prince prize queen race rage replies sacred shore sire skies slain sleep sorrows soul spear spoke stern Swift tears thee Thetis thine thou toils train translation trembling Trojan Troy Troy's vengeance Virgil walls weeping wrath wretched youth Zeus
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Seite 105 - 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...
Seite 21 - 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.
Seite ix - Then he instructed a young nobleman, that the best poet in England was Mr. Pope (a Papist), who had begun a translation of Homer into English verse, for which he must have them all subscribe. "For," says he, "the author shall not begin to print till I have a thousand guineas for him.
Seite 34 - 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, In Argive looms our battles to design...
Seite 37 - 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 deserv'd acclaim, And say, this chief transcends his father's fame : While pleas'd amidst the general shouts of Troy, His mother's conscious heart o'erflows with joy.
Seite 38 - 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.
Seite 114 - Freed from his keepers, thus, with broken reins, The wanton courser prances o'er the plains, Or in the pride of youth o'erleaps the mounds, And snuffs the females in forbidden grounds.
Seite 82 - Nineteen one mother bore — Dead, all are dead! How oft, alas ! has wretched Priam bled ! Still one was left, their loss to recompense; His father's hope, his country's last defence. Him too thy rage has slain ! beneath thy steel...
Seite 34 - My soul impels me to the embattled plains! Let me be foremost to defend the throne, 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.
Seite 63 - Thought follows thought, and tear succeeds to tear. And now supine, now prone, the hero lay, Now shifts his side, impatient for the day : Then starting up, disconsolate he goes Wide on the lonely beach to vent his woes.