The Iliads of Homer: Translated according to the GreekHomer
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The Iliads of Homer: Translated according to the Greek
Homer
Achilles (Mythological character) -- Poetry; Epic poetry, Greek -- Translations into English; Trojan War -- Poetry
Wept all to see her: in his life great Hector’s fun’rals were;
Never look’d any eye of theirs to see their lord safe home,
‘Scap’d from the gripes and pow’rs of Greece. And now was Paris come
From his high tow’rs; who made no stay, when once he had put on
His richest armour, but flew forth; the flints he trod upon
Sparkled with lustre of his arms; his long-ebb’d spirits now flow’d
The higher for their lower ebb. And as a fair steed, proud[7]
With full-giv’n mangers, long tied up, and now, his head stall broke,
He breaks from stable, runs the field, and with an ample stroke
Measures the centre, neighs, and lifts aloft his wanton head,
About his shoulders shakes his crest, and where he hath been fed,
Or in some calm flood wash’d, or, stung with his high plight, he flies
Amongst his females, strength put forth, his beauty beautifies,
And, like life’s mirror, bears his gait; so Paris from the tow’r
Of lofty Pergamus came forth; he show’d a sun-like pow’r
In carriage of his goodly parts, address’d now to the strife;
And found his noble brother near the place he left his wife.
Him thus respected he salutes: “Right worthy, I have fear
That your so serious haste to field, my stay hath made forbear,
And that I come not as you wish.” He answer’d: “Honour’d man,
Be confident, for not myself, nor any others, can
Reprove in thee the work of fight, at least, not any such
As is an equal judge of things; for thou hast strength as much
As serves to execute a mind very important, but
Thy strength too readily flies off, enough will is not put
To thy ability. My heart is in my mind’s strife sad,
When Troy (out of her much distress, she and her friends have had
By thy procurement) doth deprave thy noblesse in mine ears.
But come, hereafter we shall calm these hard conceits of theirs,
When, from their ports the foe expuls’d, high Jove to them hath giv’n
Wish’d peace, and us free sacrifice to all the Powers of heav’n.”
THE END OF THE SIXTH BOOK.
[1] This Virgil imitates.
[2] _Bellerophontis literæ. Ad Eras._ This long speech many critics
tax as untimely, being, as they take it, in the heat of fight; Hier.
Vidas, a late observer, being eagerest against Homer. Whose ignorance
in this I cannot but note, and prove to you; for, besides the
authority and office of a poet, to vary and quicken his poem with
these episodes, sometimes beyond the leisure of their actions, the
critic notes not how far his forerunner prevents his worst as far; and
sets down his speech at the sudden and strange turning of the Trojan
field, set on a little before by Hector; and that so fiercely, it made
an admiring stand among the Grecians, and therein gave fit time for
these great captains to utter their admirations, the whole field in
that part being to stand like their commanders. And then how full of
decorum this gallant show and speech was to sound understandings, I
leave only to such, and let our critics go cavil.
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