The Tragedies of Sophocles, Volume 2D.A. Talboys, 1823 |
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... Jove . How for- tunate thy presence here ! I will crown thee , too , with trophies all - golden , in requital of this my spoil . MIN . Well hast thou said ; but tell me this , hast thou well bathed thy sword in Argos ' host ? AJ . ' Tis ...
... Jove . How for- tunate thy presence here ! I will crown thee , too , with trophies all - golden , in requital of this my spoil . MIN . Well hast thou said ; but tell me this , hast thou well bathed thy sword in Argos ' host ? AJ . ' Tis ...
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... Jove , [ oh wide report ! oh mother of my shame ! ] incite thee against the public droves of oxen ; either haply in requital of some victory to her fruitless , or cheated her present of illustrious spoils , or in the stricken deer . Or ...
... Jove , [ oh wide report ! oh mother of my shame ! ] incite thee against the public droves of oxen ; either haply in requital of some victory to her fruitless , or cheated her present of illustrious spoils , or in the stricken deer . Or ...
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... Jove , sire of my forefathers , how might I , having destroyed that most smooth - tongued juggler , that hated outcast , and the two sovereign princes , at last myself too fall ? TEC . When such is thy prayer , at the same time beg ...
... Jove , sire of my forefathers , how might I , having destroyed that most smooth - tongued juggler , that hated outcast , and the two sovereign princes , at last myself too fall ? TEC . When such is thy prayer , at the same time beg ...
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... Jove , stern of aspect , baffled me , already putting forth my hand upon them , having cast on me a distempered frenzy , that I stained my hands with blood on brutes like these , while they are deriding me , having escaped , not by my ...
... Jove , stern of aspect , baffled me , already putting forth my hand upon them , having cast on me a distempered frenzy , that I stained my hands with blood on brutes like these , while they are deriding me , having escaped , not by my ...
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... Jove , and thy couch whereby thou wert united to me , do not think me de- serving to get offensive language from thine enemies , leaving me a spoil for the hand of any . Since , shouldst thou die , and , being deceased , abandon me ...
... Jove , and thy couch whereby thou wert united to me , do not think me de- serving to get offensive language from thine enemies , leaving me a spoil for the hand of any . Since , shouldst thou die , and , being deceased , abandon me ...
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abode Achilles Ægisthus Agamemnon Ajax ancient Aristophanes arms arrows art thou Atreus Atridæ aught avenger Barby behold bring Brunck Brunck's note Calchas canst thou chariot child Clytemnestra dead death deeds dost thou dreadful Electra Euripides evil foes friends Gods Greeks Hades hand hapless haply hast thou hateful hath hear heard heaven Hercules honour insult Jove knowest Laertes least Lemnos lest live Lobeck longer look mankind Menelaus misery mother murder Musgrave Myrtilus Neoptolemus never nought Orestes pain Pelops perish Philoctetes pity sail sayest thou Scyros shew shouldst sire Sophocles speak stranger sure Tecmessa Telamon Teucer thine thou art thou didst thou hast thou mayest thou shalt thou wilt thou wouldst thy father thyself tongue translates TROILUS AND CRESSIDA Trojan Troy Ulysses unhappy utter voyage wert wherefore whither wilt thou woes words wretched καὶ
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Page 116 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Page 45 - Of every hearer ; for it so falls out » That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Page 21 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 152 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Page 32 - The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre, Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order...
Page 50 - And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or, rather, right and wrong, (Between whose endless jar justice resides,) Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Page 202 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Page 127 - There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
Page 57 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Page 28 - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play; No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!