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Page 22 - By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. "O haste thee, haste!
Page 7 - Ah, unhappy pair, why gave we you to King Peleus, to a mortal? but ye are without old age, and immortal. Was it that with men born to misery ye might have sorrow?" — Iliad, xvii. 443—445. ' "Nay, and thou too, old man, in former days wast, as we hear, happy.
Page 69 - So shone forth, in front of Troy, by the bed of Xanthus, Between that and the ships, the Trojans' numerous fires. In the plain there were kindled a thousand fires : by each one There sat fifty men, in the ruddy light of the fire : By their chariots stood the steeds, and champed the white barley While their masters sat by the fire, and waited for Morning.
Page 103 - But that loveliness, ever in motion, which plays Like the light upon autumn's soft shadowy days, Now here and now there, giving warmth as it flies From the...
Page 70 - Thus far he ; and here his voice was stopped by the Furies. Then, with a troubled heart, the swift Achilles addressed him : ' Why dost thou prophesy so my death to me, Xanthus ? It needs not. I of myself know well, that here I am destined to perish, Far from my father and mother dear : for all that I will not Stay this hand from fight, till the Trojans are utterly routed.
Page 70 - Or, though they came with the rest in ships that bound through the waters, Dare they not enter the fight or stand in the council of Heroes, All for fear of the shame and the taunts my crime has awakened ? So said she : — they long since in Earth's soft arms were reposing.
Page 29 - Hanging low his auburn head, Sweeping with his mane the ground, From beneath his collar shed, Xanthus, hark ! a voice hath found, Xanthus of the flashing feet : Whitearm'd Here gave the sound. "Lord Achilles, strong and fleet! Trust us, we will bear thee home ; Yet cometh nigh thy day of doom : No doom of ours, but doom that stands By G-od and mighty Fate's commands. 'Twas not that we were slow or slack Patroclus lay a corpse, his back All stript of arms by Trojan hands.
Page 14 - Homer, if chanted at one sitting ! I have the conviction, though I will not undertake to impart it to another, that if the living Homer could sing his lines to us, they would at first move in us the same pleasing interest as an elegant and simple melody from an African of the Gold Coast ; but that, after hearing twenty lines, we should complain of meagreness, sameness, and loss of moral expression ; and should judge the style to be as inferior to our own oratorical metres, as the music of Pindar...
Page 28 - But as at even the folded sheep Of some rich master stand, Ten thousand thick their place they keep, And bide the milkman's hand, And more and more they bleat, the more They hear their lamblings cry ; So, from the Trojan host, uproar And din rose loud and high. They were a many- voiced throng : Discordant accents there, That sound from many a differing tongue, Their differing race declare.
Page 69 - ... And some man may say, as he looks and sees thy tears falling: See, the wife of Hector, that great preeminent captain Of the horsemen of Troy, in the day they fought for their city. So some man will say ; and then thy grief will redouble At thy want of a man like me, to save thee from bondage. But let me be dead, and the earth be mounded above me, Ere I hear thy cries, and thy captivity told of.