The Iliad, tr. by mr. Pope. [With notes partly by W. Broome. Preceded by] An essay on ... Homer [by T. Parnell].

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Page 131 - Now in swift flight they pass the trench profound, And many a chief lay gasping on the ground: Then stopp'd and panted, where the chariots lie Fear on their cheek, and horror in their eye. Meanwhile, awaken'd from his dream of love...
Page 124 - Let doleful tidings greet his mother's ear, Such as to Promachus' sad spouse we bear, When we victorious shall to Greece return, And the pale matron in our triumphs mourn.
Page 185 - Once sons of Mars, and thunderbolts of war! Ah! yet be mindful of your old renown, Your great forefathers
Page 103 - Jove, awaking, shook the blest abodes With rising wrath, and tumbled gods on gods; Me chief he sought, and from the realms on high Had hurl'd indignant to the nether sky, But gentle Night, to whom I fled for aid, (The friend of earth and heaven,) her wings display'd; Impower'd the wrath of gods and men to tame, Even Jove revered the venerable dame.
Page 183 - Too long Jove lull'd us with lethargic charms, But now in peals of thunder calls to arms : In this great day he crowns our full desires, Wakes all our force, and seconds all our fires.
Page 105 - That roar through hell, and bind th' invoking gods : Let the great parent earth one hand sustain, And stretch the other o'er the sacred main : Call the black Titans, that with Chronos dwell, To hear and witness from the depths of hell; 310 That she, my loved-one, shall be ever mine, The youngest Grace, Pasithae the divine." The queen assents, and from th...
Page 123 - Ilioneus receiv'd the Spear, Ilioneus, his Father's only Care: (Phorbas the rich, of all the Trojan Train Whom Hermes lov'd, and taught the Arts of Gain ) Full in his Eye the Weapon chanc'd to fall, And from the Fibres scoop'd the rooted Ball, Drove thro' the Neck, and hurl'd him to the Plain; He lifts his miserable Arms in vain!
Page 98 - Breast the Zone unbrac'd, With various Skill and high Embroid'ry grac'd. In this was ev'ry Art, and ev'ry Charm, To win the...
Page 171 - They join, they throng, they thicken at his call, And flank the navy with a brazen wall; Shields touching shields, in order blaze above, And stop the Trojans, though impell'd by Jove.
Page 68 - This heart and hand shall second all thy fires : What with this arm I can, prepare to know, Till death for death be paid, and blow for blow. But 'tis not ours, with forces not our own To combat : strength is of the gods alone.

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