The Iliad of Homer, Volumes 1-2Houghton, Mifflin, 1870 - Trojan War |
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Achaians Achilles Æneas Agamemnon Ajax Antilochus Apollo Argive armor arms Asius Atreus Atrides bade battle bear beheld beside blood bore brass brave bravest brazen breast buckler chariot chief combat comrades coursers daughter death Deiphobus Diomed dost drave drew earth Epeians Eurypylus father fear fell fierce fight fleet flew friends galleys gave glittering glorious goddess godlike gods Grecian Greece Greeks hand hath heart heaven Hector helm honor host Idomeneus Ilium Jove Juno Jupiter king limbs Lycians Mars Menelaus Meriones mighty Neptune Nestor night noble o'er Olympus Pallas Patroclus Peleus perish Phoebus pierced Polydamas Priam round rushed Sarpedon Saturn shalt shield ships shouted slain slay slew smote sons of Troy spake spear spoil steeds stood struck swift Telamon Telamonian Ajax tent Teucer thee thou art thou hast took Trojans turned Tydeus Tydides Ulysses valiant valor wall warlike warriors weapon wilt wingèd words wounded wrath
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Page 168 - Hector left in haste The mansion, and retraced his way between The rows of stately dwellings, traversing The mighty city. When at length he reached The Scaean gates, that issue on the field, His spouse, the nobly-dowered Andromache...
Page 172 - So speaking, mighty Hector stretched his arms To take the boy : the boy shrank crying back To his fair nurse's bosom, scared to see His father helmeted in glittering brass, And eying with affright the horse-hair plume That grimly nodded from the lofty crest. At this both parents in their fondness laughed ; And hastily the mighty Hector took The helmet from his brow and laid it down Gleaming upon the ground, and, having kissed His darling son, and tossed him up in play, Prayed...
Page 269 - Accursed Hector, never talk to me Of covenants. Men and lions plight no faith, Nor wolves agree with lambs, but each must plan Evil against the other. So between Thyself and me no compact can exist, Or understood intent. First, one of us Must fall and yield his life-blood to the god Of battles. Summon all thy valor now. A skilful spearman thou hast need to be, And a bold warrior.
Page 185 - Meanwhile a multitude Was in the forum, where a strife went on, — Two men contending for a fine, the price Of one who had been slain. Before the crowd One claimed that he had paid the fine, and one Denied that aught had been received, and both Called for the sentence which should end the strife.
Page 220 - So, high in hope, they sat the whole night through In warlike lines, and many watch-fires blazed, As when in heaven the stars look brightly forth Round the clear-shining moon, while not a breeze Stirs in the depths of air, and all the stars Are seen, and gladness fills the shepherd's heart, So many fires in sight of Ilium blazed, Lit by the sons of Troy, between the ships And eddying Xanthus : on the plain there shone A thousand ; fifty warriors by each fire Sat in its light. Their steeds beside...
Page 272 - Divide the shoulder and the neck, and there Appeared the throat, the spot where life is most In peril. Through that part the noble son Of Peleus drave his spear; it went quite through The tender neck, and yet the brazen blade Cleft not the windpipe, and the power to speak Remained.
Page 73 - She said, and in the heart of Helen woke Dear recollections of her former spouse And of her home and kindred. Instantly She left her chamber, robed and veiled in white, And shedding tender tears ; yet not alone, •*> For with her went two maidens, — ^Ethra, child Of Pitheus, and the large-eyed Clymene. Straight to the Scaean gates they walked, by which Panthoiis, Priam, and...
Page 270 - ... stood. He stooped, and over him The brazen weapon passed, and plunged to earth. Unseen by royal Hector, Pallas went And plucked it from the ground, and brought it back And gave it to the hands of Peleus...
Page 185 - Were fashioned by the artist's passing skill, For here he placed the earth and heaven, and here The great deep and the never-resting sun And the full moon, and here he set the stars That shine in the round...
Page 169 - Too brave! thy valor yet will cause thy death. Thou hast no pity on thy tender child, Nor me, unhappy one, who soon must be Thy widow. All the Greeks will rush on thee To take thy life. A happier lot were mine, If I must lose thee, to go down to earth, For I shall have no hope when thou art gone — Nothing but sorrow.