The Odyssey of Homer, Band 3F.J. Du Roveray, 1806 |
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... pow'r Of heav'nly song has crown'd the genial hour ! 96 Incessant in the games your strength display , Contest , ye brave , the honours of the day ! That pleas'd th ' admiring stranger may proclaim In distant regions the Phæacian fame ...
... pow'r Of heav'nly song has crown'd the genial hour ! 96 Incessant in the games your strength display , Contest , ye brave , the honours of the day ! That pleas'd th ' admiring stranger may proclaim In distant regions the Phæacian fame ...
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... pow'r to fly . 340 Warn'd by the god who sheds the golden day , Stern Vulcan homeward treads the starry way : 344 Arriv'd , he sees , he grieves , with rage he burns ; Full horrible he roars , his voice all heav'n returns : O Jove , he ...
... pow'r to fly . 340 Warn'd by the god who sheds the golden day , Stern Vulcan homeward treads the starry way : 344 Arriv'd , he sees , he grieves , with rage he burns ; Full horrible he roars , his voice all heav'n returns : O Jove , he ...
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... pow'r , Till Jove refunds his shameless daughter's dow'r . Too dear I priz'd a fair enchanting face : Beauty unchaste is beauty in disgrace . 360 Meanwhile the gods the dome of Vulcan throng , Apollo comes , and Neptune comes along ...
... pow'r , Till Jove refunds his shameless daughter's dow'r . Too dear I priz'd a fair enchanting face : Beauty unchaste is beauty in disgrace . 360 Meanwhile the gods the dome of Vulcan throng , Apollo comes , and Neptune comes along ...
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... the goddess , moves , 395 To visit Paphos and her blooming groves , Where to the pow'r an hundred altars rise , And breathing odours scent the balmy skies : Conceal'd she bathes in consecrated bow'rs , The Graces unguents 23.
... the goddess , moves , 395 To visit Paphos and her blooming groves , Where to the pow'r an hundred altars rise , And breathing odours scent the balmy skies : Conceal'd she bathes in consecrated bow'rs , The Graces unguents 23.
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... pow'r I bear : Bring gold , a pledge of love ; a talent bring , A vest , a robe ; and imitate your king : Be swift to give ; that he this night may share The social feast of joy , with joy sincere . And thou , Euryalus , redeem thy ...
... pow'r I bear : Bring gold , a pledge of love ; a talent bring , A vest , a robe ; and imitate your king : Be swift to give ; that he this night may share The social feast of joy , with joy sincere . And thou , Euryalus , redeem thy ...
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Achilles Æolus Alcinous ancients Anticlea appear arms beauty behold beneath blood breast Caïcus called Cicons Cimmerians Circe coast companions cries crown'd Cyclops Dacier darkness dead death deity Demodocus descends dire divine E'en Elpenor Enipeus epic poetry Euryalus Eurylochus Eurypylus Eurytus Eustathius Eustathius observes ev'ry eyes fable falchion fame fate feast flies flock friends ghost giants gives goddess gods ground haste heav'n hell herald Hercules hero Homer honour Iliad infernal island Ithaca Jove Jupiter king land Laodamas Lipara Lotophagi Lotos mountain Neptune night nymph o'er ocean Odyssey opinion Orchomenos passage person Phæacians Plutarch poet poetry Polypheme pow'r race realms relation rise rock sails says shade shews ship shore signify skies soul speaks stern story Strabo stranger Swift sword tears Telegonus thee thou Tiresias toils tow'rs Troy Ulysses verse vessel Virgil winds wine wisdom wond'rous words τε
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Seite 153 - The sun ne'er views the uncomfortable seats, When radiant he advances, or retreats: Unhappy race! whom endless night invades, Clouds the dull air, and wraps them round in shades.
Seite 176 - To thy imperial race from woman rose! By woman here thou tread'st this mournful strand, And Greece by woman lies a desert land." " Warn'd by my ills beware (the shade replies), Nor trust the sex that is so rarely wise; When earnest to explore thy secret breast, Unfold some trifle, but conceal the rest. But in thy consort cease to fear a foe, For thee she feels sincerity of woe...
Seite 114 - What voice celestial, chanting to the loom (Or nymph, or goddess), echoes from the room? Say, shall we seek access?' With that they call; And wide unfold the portals of the hall. "The goddess, rising, asks her guests to stay, Who blindly follow where she leads the way. Eurylochus alone of all the band, Suspecting fraud, more prudently remain'd. On thrones around with downy coverings graced, With semblance fair, the unhappy men she placed.
Seite 76 - Twas for our lives my labouring bosom wrought ; Each scheme I turn'd, and sharpen'd every thought ; This way and that I cast to save my friends, Till one resolve my varying counsel ends. " Strong were the rams, with native purple fair, Well fed, and largest of the fleecy care.
Seite 122 - Fall off, miraculous effect of art ! Till all the form in full proportion rise, More young, more large, more graceful to my eyes. They saw, they knew me, and with eager pace Clung to their master in a long embrace...
Seite 184 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone ; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
Seite 110 - As down the hill I solitary go, Some power divine, who pities human woe, Sent a tall stag, descending from the wood, To cool his fervour in the crystal flood; Luxuriant on the wave-worn bank he lay, Stretch'd forth and panting in the sunny ray.
Seite 175 - The bleeding innocent Cassandra dies ! Then though pale death froze cold in every vein, My sword I strive to wield, but strive in vain ; Nor did my traitress wife these eyelids close, Or decently in death my limbs compose. O woman, woman, when to ill thy mind Is bent, all hell contains no fouler fiend...
Seite 75 - Friends, Noman kills me; Noman in the hour Of sleep, oppresses me with fraudful power.' 'If no man hurt thee, but the hand divine Inflict disease, it fits thee to resign: To Jove or to thy father Neptune pray.
Seite 32 - Floating in air, invite th' impelling gales : His are the gifts of love : The wise and good Receive the stranger as a brother's blood. But, friend, discover faithful what I crave...