The similes of Homer's Iliad, tr. with intr. and notes by W.C. Green1877 |
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Page 63
... pasturage of horses - Even so Sped Priam's son from Troy's high citadel , In arms all glorious as the blazing sun , Gay laughing , onward borne with speedy foot . H. 1-7 . ὡς εἰπὼν πυλέων ἐξέσσυτο φαίδιμος Εκτωρ , TRANSLATED . 63.
... pasturage of horses - Even so Sped Priam's son from Troy's high citadel , In arms all glorious as the blazing sun , Gay laughing , onward borne with speedy foot . H. 1-7 . ὡς εἰπὼν πυλέων ἐξέσσυτο φαίδιμος Εκτωρ , TRANSLATED . 63.
Page 103
... seen conspicuous from afar , Cut by the woodman's axe , brings low to earth Its tender leaves . So fell he , and his arms All richly wrought in brass around him rang . N. 198-202 . ὥστε δύ ' αἶγα λέοντε , κυνῶν TRANSLATED . 103.
... seen conspicuous from afar , Cut by the woodman's axe , brings low to earth Its tender leaves . So fell he , and his arms All richly wrought in brass around him rang . N. 198-202 . ὥστε δύ ' αἶγα λέοντε , κυνῶν TRANSLATED . 103.
Page 105
... arms . LVIII Idomeneus to the Rescue . He donned his armour fair , two spears he took , Then went his way , like to the lightning flash , That in his hand the son of Cronos grasps And quivering hurls from bright Olympus ' height ...
... arms . LVIII Idomeneus to the Rescue . He donned his armour fair , two spears he took , Then went his way , like to the lightning flash , That in his hand the son of Cronos grasps And quivering hurls from bright Olympus ' height ...
Page 107
... Arm them to aid the Ephyrean host Or their bold Phlegyan foes , nor hear the prayers Of both , but to one host the glory give- Such then were Merion and Idomeneus , Leaders of men , as to the battle - field In gleaming brass all armed ...
... Arm them to aid the Ephyrean host Or their bold Phlegyan foes , nor hear the prayers Of both , but to one host the glory give- Such then were Merion and Idomeneus , Leaders of men , as to the battle - field In gleaming brass all armed ...
Page 127
... arms to spoil . Yet ' scap'd he not great Hector , who with speed Threading the battle to confront him came . Then , tho ' a warrior keen , Antilochus Stayed not , but fled ; like to some harmful beast Who slays or dog , or herdsman ...
... arms to spoil . Yet ' scap'd he not great Hector , who with speed Threading the battle to confront him came . Then , tho ' a warrior keen , Antilochus Stayed not , but fled ; like to some harmful beast Who slays or dog , or herdsman ...
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