Homer, Том 3Harper & Bros., 1836 |
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... Translations almost always disappoint me ; I must , how- ever , except Pope's Homer , which has more of the spirit of Homer than all the other translations put together . " - LORD BYRON . PAGE 5 23 34 47 65 83 102 124 139.
... Translations almost always disappoint me ; I must , how- ever , except Pope's Homer , which has more of the spirit of Homer than all the other translations put together . " - LORD BYRON . PAGE 5 23 34 47 65 83 102 124 139.
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... lord , And would but fate the power of speech afford , Soon might'st thou tell me , where in secret here The dastard lurks , all trembling with his fear : Swung round and round , and dash'd from rock to rock , 535 539 His batter'd ...
... lord , And would but fate the power of speech afford , Soon might'st thou tell me , where in secret here The dastard lurks , all trembling with his fear : Swung round and round , and dash'd from rock to rock , 535 539 His batter'd ...
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... lord , the tyrant of the wind : His word alone the listening storms obey , To smooth the deep , or swell the foamy sea . These in my hollow ship the monarch hung , Securely fetter'd by a silver thong ; But Zephyrus exempt , with ...
... lord , the tyrant of the wind : His word alone the listening storms obey , To smooth the deep , or swell the foamy sea . These in my hollow ship the monarch hung , Securely fetter'd by a silver thong ; But Zephyrus exempt , with ...
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... lord my sad companions mourn , Each breast beats homeward , anxious to return : If but a moment parted from thy eyes , 560 565 570 574 Their tears flow round me , and my heart complies . ' " Go then , ' she cried , ' ah go ! yet think ...
... lord my sad companions mourn , Each breast beats homeward , anxious to return : If but a moment parted from thy eyes , 560 565 570 574 Their tears flow round me , and my heart complies . ' " Go then , ' she cried , ' ah go ! yet think ...
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... lord she wails , But the false woman o'er the wife prevails ? ' " Thus I , and thus the parent - shade returns : " Thee , ever thee , thy faithful consort mourns : Whether the night descends or day prevails , Thee she by night , and ...
... lord she wails , But the false woman o'er the wife prevails ? ' " Thus I , and thus the parent - shade returns : " Thee , ever thee , thy faithful consort mourns : Whether the night descends or day prevails , Thee she by night , and ...
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Страница 144 - To whom the father of th' immortal powers, Who swells the clouds, and gladdens earth with showers. Can mighty Neptune thus of man complain? Neptune, tremendous o'er the boundless main ! Rever'd and awful e'en in heaven's abodes, Ancient and great! a god above the gods! If that low race offend thy power divine, (Weak, daring creatures ! ) is not vengeance thine ? Go then, the guilty at thy will chastise.
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Страница 54 - In fighting fields as far the spear I throw As flies an arrow from the well-drawn bow. Sole in the race the contest I decline, Stiff are my weary joints, and I resign ; By storms and hunger worn : age well may fail, When storms and hunger both at once assail.
Страница 131 - Dire Scylla there a scene of horror forms, And here Charybdis fills the deep with storms. When the tide rushes from her rumbling caves The rough rock roars ; tumultuous boil the waves...
Страница 324 - Longinus is so far from finding any defect in these, that he rather taxes Homer with painting them too minutely. As to the narrations, although they are more numerous as the occasions...
Страница 142 - Phorcys' power, whose name it bears : Two craggy rocks projecting to the main, The roaring wind's tempestuous rage restrain ; Within the waves in softer murmurs glide, And ships secure without their halsers ride.
Страница 68 - They went and found a hospitable race; Not prone to ill, nor strange to foreign guest, They eat, they drink, and nature gives the feast; The trees around them, all their fruit produce; Lotos, the name; divine nectareous juice!