The Iliad of Homer, 第 6 巻

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Charles Rivington, 1760
 

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11 ページ - And ye shall overthrow their altars, and break their pillars, and burn their groves with fire; and ye shall hew down the graven images of their gods, and destroy the names of them out of that place.
138 ページ - Lo! the sad father, frantic with his pain, Around him furious drives his menial train: In vain each slave with duteous care attends, Each office hurts him, and each face offends. "What make ye here, officious crowds!
90 ページ - Mash all his bones, and all his body pound: So let his friends be nigh, a needful train, To heave the batter'd carcase off the plain.
22 ページ - Grief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro, In all the raging impotence of woe. At length he roll'd in dust, and thus begun, Imploring all, and naming one by one: 'Ah!
135 ページ - Alone, for so he wills: no Trojan near, Except, to place the dead with decent care, Some aged herald, who with gentle hand May the slow mules and funeral car command.
29 ページ - Some stranger ploughs his patrimonial field. The day, that to the shades the father sends, Robs the sad orphan of his father's friends: He, wretched outcast of mankind!
155 ページ - And, as the crime, I dread the consequence. Thee, far as Argos, pleas'd I could convey ; . Guard of thy life, and partner of thy way : On thee 'attend, thy safety to maintain, O'er pathless forests, or the roaring main.
152 ページ - To watch this quarter, my adventure falls: For with the morn the Greeks attack your walls; Sleepless they sit, impatient to engage, And scarce their rulers check their martial rage.' 'If then thou art of stern Pelides" train, (The mournful monarch thus rejoin'd again,) Ah, tell me truly, where, oh!
188 ページ - I am sure, seriously rejoices with me at the period of my labours. To him, therefore, having brought this long work to a conclusion, I desire to dedicate it, and to have the honour and satisfaction of placing together in this manner the names of Mr. Congreve and of — A. Pope.
162 ページ - For him through hostile camps I bent my way, For him thus prostrate at thy feet I lay; Large gifts proportion'd to thy wrath I bear; O hear the wretched, and the gods revere ! ' Think of thy father, and this face behold...

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