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Book vi

. Line 18._

Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,-- Now green in youth, now withering on the ground;[338-1] Another race the following spring supplies: They fall successive, and successive rise.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vi . Line 181._

Inflaming wine, pernicious to mankind.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vi . Line 330._

If yet not lost to all the sense of shame.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vi . Line 350._

'T is man's to fight, but Heaven's to give success.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vi . Line 427._

The young Astyanax, the hope of Troy.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vi . Line 467._

Yet while my Hector still survives, I see My father, mother, brethren, all, in thee.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vi . Line 544._

Andromache! my soul's far better part.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vi . Line 624._

He from whose lips divine persuasion flows.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vii . Line 143._

Not hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend; And each brave foe was in his soul a friend.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vii . Line 364._

I war not with the dead.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book vii . Line 485._

Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.

_The Iliad of Homer.