Pope's The Iliad of Homer, books I, VI, XXII, and XXIV; (1899) (14782231984)

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Title: Pope's The Iliad of Homer, books I, VI, XXII, and XXIV;
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Homer Pope, Alexander, 1688-1744 Shorey, Paul, 1857-1934
Subjects: Achilles (Greek mythology) Epic poetry, Greek
Publisher: Boston, D. C. Heath & co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress



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lies;He snuffs the females in the distant.plain,And springs, exulting, to his fields again.With equal triumph, sprightly, bold and gay, 660 In arms refulgent as the god of day,The son of Priam, glorying in his might, BOOK VI. 49 Rushd forth with Hector to the fields of fight. And now the warriors passing on the way,The graceful Paris first excused his stay. 665 To whom the noble Hector thus replied : O chief! in blood, and now in arms, allied !Thy power in war with justice none contest;Known is thy courage, and thy strength confessd.What pity, sloth should seize a soul so brave, 670 Or godlike Paris live a womans slave !My heart weeps blood at what the Trojans say,And hopes thy deeds shall wipe the stain away.Haste then, in all their glorious labours share;For much they suffer, for thy sake, in war. 675 These ills shall cease, wheneer by Joves decreeWe crown the bowl to Heaven and Liberty :While the proud foe his frustrate triumphs mourns,And Greece indignant through her seas returns.
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y. Flaxman and A. Schill. BOOK XXII. THE DEATH OF HECTOR. Thus to their bulwarks, smit with panic fear,The herded Ilians rush like driven deer;There safe, they wipe the briny drops away,And drown in bowls the labours of the day.Close to the walls, advancing oer the fields,Beneath one roof of well-compacted shields,March, bending on, the Greeks embodied powers,Far-stretching in the shade of Trojan towers.Great Hector singly stayd; chaind down by fate,There fixd he stood before the Scaean gate ;Still his bold arms determind to employ,The guardian still of long-defended Troy. Apollo now to tird Achilles turns,(The power confessd in all his glory burns,) 5° BOOK XXII. 51 And what (he cries) has Peleus son in view, 15 With mortal speed a godhead to pursue ?For not to thee to know the gods is givn,Unskilld to trace the latent marks of heavn.What boots thee now, that Troy forsook the plain?Vain thy past labour, and thy present vain : 20 Safe in their walls are now her troops bestowd,While h