Hesiod (Google eBook)

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Valpy, 1832 - Greek poetry - 288 pages
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Review: Hesiod I: Theogony. Works and Days. Testimonia. (Loeb Classical Library, #57)

User Review  - Brian - Goodreads

What can I say? Every Loeb is worth at least three stars. Here Hesiod's Theogony introduces us to the genealogy of the ancient Greek gods. Works and Days is about how the earth is filled with evils ... Read full review

Review: Hesiod I: Theogony. Works and Days. Testimonia. (Loeb Classical Library, #57)

User Review  - Erik Graff - Goodreads

I'd been meaning to read Hesiod since the freshman year of high school when we were subjected to Edith Hamilton's Mythology. Finally, being on summer break from Loyola University and having obtained a ... Read full review

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Page 79 - Spread mingling fire with darkness. But to see With human eye, and hear with ear of man, Had been as on a time the Heaven and earth Met hurtling in mid-air, as nether earth Crash'd from the centre, and the wreck of Heaven Fell ruining from high. Not less, when Gods Grappled with Gods, the shout and clang of arms Commingled, and the tumult roar'd from Heaven.
Page 15 - Sin, by troops she shall beside thee stand ; Smooth is the track, her mansion is at hand : Where Virtue dwells the gods have placed before The dropping sweat that springs from every pore ; And ere the foot can reach her high abode, Long, rugged, steep th...
Page 5 - Cloud-gatherer ; oh unmatched in art! Exultest thou in this the flame retrieved, And dost thou triumph in the God deceived ? But thou, with the posterity of man, Shalt rue the fraud whence mightier ills began: I will send evil for thy stealthy fire, An ill which all shall love, and all desire.
Page 27 - O'er the broad sea the whirlwind of the North, And moves it with his breath: the ocean floods Heave, and earth bellows through her wild of woods. Full many an oak of lofty...
Page 149 - Alas! the meanest flowers which gardens yield, The vilest weeds that flourish in the field, Which dead in wintry sepulchres appear, Revive in spring, and bloom another year: But we, the great, the brave, the learn'd, the wise, Soon as the hand of death has closed our eyes, In tombs forgotten lie; no suns restore; We sleep, for ever sleep, to wake no more.
Page 68 - This was an unnecessary embarrassment; for they were all titles of the same god; there being originally by no means that diversity which is imagined, as Sir John Marsham has very justly observed.
Page 170 - WOULD Jove appoint some flower to reign In matchless beauty on the plain, The rose (mankind will all agree), The rose the queen of flowers should be, The pride of plants, the grace of bowers, The blush of meads, the eye of flowers: Its beauties charm the gods above; Its fragrance is the breath of love; Its foliage wantons in the air Luxuriant, like the flowing hair : It shines in blooming splendour gay, While zephyrs on its bosom play.
Page 13 - Dwells in their borders, and their youth increase : Nor Jove, whose radiant eyes behold afar, Hangs forth in heaven the signs of grievous war.
Page 13 - The God sends down his angry plagues from high, Famine and pestilence; in heaps they die...
Page 181 - Joy at the news, and follow with delight; 80 !Not to the gods to pay the rites divine, Or offer incense at some sacred shrine; Few are their offerings, and concise their prayer, Who give their whole devotion to the fair. As through the temple pass'd the Sestian maid, Her face, a soften'd dignity display'd; Thus silver Cynthia's milder glories rise, To glad the pale dominion of the skies. Her lovely cheeks a pure vermilion shed, Like roses beautifully...

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