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Paralipomena Sophoclea: Supplementary Notes on the Text and Interpretation ...
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Page 252 - I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me : and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy. I put on righteousness, and it clothed me : my judgment was as a robe and a diadem. I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame. I was a father to the poor : and the cause which I knew not I searched out.
Page ii - Greek in the University of St. Andrews. CONTENTS. — What is Tragedy? — Tragedy, Ancient and Modern — Origin and Growth of Tragedy — Subjects of Greek Tragedy ; Choice of Fable — Conditions of Representation — Leading Thoughts — Conversational and Lyric Elements — Dramatic Construction — Characterisation — Lives of the Tragic Poets— Aeschylus ; The Seven Extant Plays — Sophocles — Euripides — Fragments of Lost Plays — Illustration : The Story of Cambyses adapted from...
Page 68 - Lycid lies. For so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Page 130 - Delphian games, when he heard the loud summons to the foot-race which was first to be decided, he entered the lists, a brilliant form, a wonder in the eyes of all there; and, having finished his course at the point where it began, he went out with the glorious meed of victory. To speak briefly, where there is much to tell, I know not the man whose deeds and triumphs have matched his; but one thing thou must know; in all the contests that the judges announced, he bore away the prize; and men deemed...
Page 113 - But this strain of lofty admonition seems little in accord with the tone of the broken man who has just acknowledged Creon's unexpected goodness (1432), and is now a suppliant (cp. 1468).
Page 161 - Ch. Great and mighty is the victory which the Cyprian queen ever bears away. I stay not now to speak of the gods; I spare to tell how she beguiled the son of Cronus, and Hades, the lord of darkness, or Poseidon, shaker of the earth. But, when this bride was to be won, who were the valiant rivals that entered the contest for her hand ? Who went forth to the ordeal of battle...
Page 7 - In itself, ovffXe'pttva might mean ' a thing achieved with difficulty'; but here the irony is clearly pointed against the routed Argives: the poet does not mean that the Thebans won with difficulty.
Page 132 - They turned out of the left-ward curve (t'f uiroerrpo^s), and ran straight on. Meanwhile, one of the two Libyan chariots had swept round the goal in a wider circle, on the Aenian's right. The Aenian's horses dashed head-foremost into the Libyan's team, striking it on the left side.
Page 16 - This series of three clauses, in which the second is opposed to the first, and the third re-iterates the sense of the first, is peculiarly Sophoclean: cp.
Page 6 - He paused above our dwellings; he ravened around our sevenfold portals with spears athirst for blood; but he went hence, or ever his jaws were glutted with our gore, or the Fire-god's pine-fed flame had seized our crown of towers. So fierce was the noise of battle raised behind him, a thing too hard for him to conquer, as he wrestled with his dragon foe.