The Iliads of Homer by Homer Translated from the Greek by George Chapman London: Published by Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent & Co. Ltd. New York: published by Charles Scribner’s Sons ****************************** Transcriber’s note: Obvious typographic errors corrected without note in the text. (E.g. In many cases, “renown” and its variants are spelled “renowm” in the original). Inconsistent spellings in the original text, particularly of proper names with special characters, retained in the transcription (E.g. Peleus/Peleüs). Link for footnote in Book XIV missing from original text. Footnote[1] is included and assumed to refer to the entire book. ****************************** Contents THE EPISTLE DEDICATORY TO THE READER THE PREFACE TO THE READER OF HOMER THE FIRST BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE SECOND BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE THIRD BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE FOURTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE FIFTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE SIXTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE SEVENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE EIGHTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE NINTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE TENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE ELEVENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE TWELFTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE THIRTEENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE FOURTEENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE FIFTEENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE SIXTEENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE SEVENTEENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE EIGHTEENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE NINETEENTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE TWENTIETH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE TWENTY-FIRST BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE TWENTY-SECOND BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE TWENTY-THIRD BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE TWENTY-FOURTH BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS EPILOGUE TO HOMER’S ILIADS THE ILIADS OF HOMER THE EPISTLE DEDICATORY TO THE IMMORTAL MEMORY OF THE INCOMPARABLE HEROE, HENRY, PRINCE OF WALES. Thy tomb, arms, statue, all things fit to fall At foot of Death, and worship funeral, Form hath bestow’d; for form is nought too dear. Thy solid virtues yet, eterniz’d here, My blood and wasted spirits have only found Commanded cost, and broke so rich a ground, Not to inter, but make thee ever spring, As arms, tombs, statues, ev’ry earthy thing, Shall fade aid vanish into fume before. What lasts thrives least; yet wealth of soul is poor, And so ’tis kept. Not thy thrice-sacred will, Sign’d with thy death, moves any to fulfil Thy just bequests to me. Thou dead, then I Live dead, for giving thee eternity. _Ad Famam._ To all times future this time’s mark extend, Homer no patron found, nor Chapman friend. Ignotus nimis omnibus, Sat notus moritur sibi. TO THE HIGH BORN PRINCE OF MEN, HENRY, THRICE ROYAL INHERITOR TO THE UNITED KINGDOMS OF GREAT BRITAIN, ETC.