Iliad

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Frederick Brigham De Berard
Bodleian Society, 1905

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Page 63 - Yet, while my Hector still survives, I see My father, mother, brethren, all in thee : Alas ! my parents, brothers, kindred, all Once more will perish, if my Hector fall. Thy wife, thy infant, in thy danger share : Oh ! prove a husband's and a father's care! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy, Where yon wild fig-trees join the wall of Troy : Thou from this tower defend th...
Page 15 - This sceptre, formed by tempered steel to prove An ensign of the delegates of Jove. From whom the power of laws and justice springs : (Tremendous oath ! inviolate to kings :) By this I swear, when bleeding Greece again Shall call Achilles, she shall call in vain.
Page 211 - I'll restore : Now plight thy mutual oath, I ask no more." " Talk not of oaths (the dreadful chief replies. While anger flash'd from his disdainful eyes), Detested as thou art, and ought to be, Nor...
Page 63 - No parent now remains my griefs to share, No father's aid, no mother's tender care. The fierce Achilles wrapt our walls in fire! Laid Thebe waste, and slew my warlike sire!
Page 39 - As when, descending from the mountain's brow, Two wintry torrents, from their copious source Pour downward to the narrow pass, where meet Their mingled waters in some deep ravine, Their weight of flood; on the far mountain's side The shepherd hears the roar; so loud arose The shouts and yells of those commingling hosts.
Page 13 - At thy demand shall I restore the maid? First let the just equivalent be paid; Such as a king might ask; and let it be A treasure worthy her, and worthy me. Or grant me this, or with a monarch's claim This hand shall seize some other captive dame. The mighty Ajax shall his prize resign; Ulysses' spoils, or even thy own, be mine.
Page 188 - Here herds of oxen march, erect and bold, Rear high their horns, and seem to low in gold, And speed to meadows on whose sounding shores A rapid torrent through the rushes roars : Four golden herdsmen as their guardians stand, And nine sour dogs complete the rustic band.
Page 105 - Jove himself declares the conquest ours ! Now on yon ranks impel your foaming steeds ; And, sure of glory, dare immortal deeds.
Page 45 - Bellona thundering at the wall, While flames ascend, and mighty ruins fall; He knew soft combats suit the tender dame, New to the field, and still a foe to fame. Through breaking ranks his furious course he bends, And at the goddess his broad lance extends ; Through her bright veil the daring weapon drove, The...
Page 157 - A mortal courser, match'd the' immortal race. Achilles speeds from tent to tent, and warms His hardy Myrmidons to blood and arms. All breathing death, around the chief they stand, A grim, terrific, formidable band: Grim as voracious wolves, that seek the springs When scalding thirst their burning bowels wrings; When some tall stag...

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