Book ix
. Line 412._
Life is not to be bought with heaps of gold: Not all Apollo's Pythian treasures hold, Or Troy once held, in peace and pride of sway, Can bribe the poor possession of a day.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book ix . Line 524._
Short is my date, but deathless my renown.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book ix . Line 535._
Injustice, swift, erect, and unconfin'd, Sweeps the wide earth, and tramples o'er mankind.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book ix . Line 628._
A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book ix . Line 725._
To labour is the lot of man below; And when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book x . Line 78._
Content to follow when we lead the way.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book x . Line 141._
He serves me most who serves his country best.[339-1]
_The Iliad of Homer. Book x . Line 201._
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe, Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book x . Line 293._
The rest were vulgar deaths, unknown to fame.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xi . Line 394._
Without a sign his sword the brave man draws, And asks no omen but his country's cause.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xii . Line 283._
The life which others pay let us bestow, And give to fame what we to nature owe.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xii . Line 393._
And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xiii . Line 106._
The best of things beyond their measure cloy.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xiii . Line 795._
To hide their ignominious heads in Troy.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xiv . Line 170._
Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke, and eloquence of eyes.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xiv . Line 251._
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xv . Line 157._
And for our country 't is a bliss to die.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xv . Line 583._
Like strength is felt from hope and from despair.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xv . Line 852._
Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspir'd.[340-1]
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xvi . Line 267._
Dispel this cloud, the light of Heaven restore; Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xvii . Line 730._
The mildest manners, and the gentlest heart.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xvii . Line 756._
In death a hero, as in life a friend!
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xvii . Line 758._
Patroclus, lov'd of all my martial train, Beyond mankind, beyond myself, is slain!
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xviii . Line 103._
I live an idle burden to the ground.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xviii . Line 134._
Ah, youth! forever dear, forever kind.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xix . Line 303._
Accept these grateful tears! for thee they flow,-- For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xix . Line 319._
Where'er he mov'd, the goddess shone before.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xx . Line 127._
The matchless Ganymed, divinely fair.[340-2]
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xx . Line 278._
'T is fortune gives us birth, But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xx . Line 290._
Our business in the field of fight Is not to question, but to prove our might.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xx . Line 304._
A mass enormous! which in modern days No two of earth's degenerate sons could raise.[341-1]
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xx . Line 337._
The bitter dregs of fortune's cup to drain.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 85._
Who dies in youth and vigour, dies the best.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 100._
This, this is misery! the last, the worst That man can feel.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 106._
No season now for calm familiar talk.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 169._
Jove lifts the golden balances that show The fates of mortal men, and things below.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 271._
Achilles absent was Achilles still.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 418._
Forever honour'd, and forever mourn'd.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 422._
Unwept, unhonour'd, uninterr'd he lies![341-2]
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 484._
Grief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro In all the raging impotence of woe.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 526._
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxii . Line 543._
'T is true, 't is certain; man though dead retains Part of himself: the immortal mind remains.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiii . Line 122._
Base wealth preferring to eternal praise.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiii . Line 368._
It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize,[341-3] And to be swift is less than to be wise. 'T is more by art than force of num'rous strokes.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiii . Line 383._
A green old age,[341-4] unconscious of decays, That proves the hero born in better days.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiii . Line 929._
Two urns by Jove's high throne have ever stood,-- The source of evil one, and one of good.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiv . Line 663._
The mildest manners with the bravest mind.
_The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiv . Line 963._
Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii . Line 207._
And what he greatly thought, he nobly dar'd.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii . Line 312._
Few sons attain the praise Of their great sires, and most their sires disgrace.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii . Line 315._
For never, never, wicked man was wise.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii . Line 320._
Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies; And sure he will: for Wisdom never lies.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii . Line 25._
The lot of man,--to suffer and to die.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii . Line 117._
A faultless body and a blameless mind.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii . Line 138._
The long historian of my country's woes.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii . Line 142._
Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above With ease can save each object of his love; Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii . Line 285._
When now Aurora, daughter of the dawn, With rosy lustre purpled o'er the lawn.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii . Line 516._
These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 118._
Mirror of constant faith, rever'd and mourn'd!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 229._
There with commutual zeal we both had strove In acts of dear benevolence and love: Brothers in peace, not rivals in command.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 241._
The glory of a firm, capacious mind.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 262._
Wise to resolve, and patient to perform.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 372._
The leader, mingling with the vulgar host, Is in the common mass of matter lost.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 397._
O thou, whose certain eye foresees The fix'd events of fate's remote decrees.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 627._
Forget the brother, and resume the man.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 732._
Gentle of speech, beneficent of mind.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 917._
The people's parent, he protected all.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 921._
The big round tear stands trembling in her eye.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 936._
The windy satisfaction of the tongue.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv . Line 1092._
Heaven hears and pities hapless men like me, For sacred ev'n to gods is misery.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book v . Line 572._
The bank he press'd, and gently kiss'd the ground.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book v . Line 596._
A heaven of charms divine Nausicaa lay.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vi . Line 22._
Jove weighs affairs of earth in dubious scales, And the good suffers while the bad prevails.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vi . Line 229._
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vi . Line 247._
A decent boldness ever meets with friends.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vii . Line 67._
To heal divisions, to relieve th' opprest; In virtue rich; in blessing others, blest.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vii . Line 95._
Oh, pity human woe! 'T is what the happy to the unhappy owe.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vii . Line 198._
Whose well-taught mind the present age surpast.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vii . Line 210._
For fate has wove the thread of life with pain, And twins ev'n from the birth are misery and man!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vii . Line 263._
In youth and beauty wisdom is but rare!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book vii . Line 379._
And every eye Gaz'd, as before some brother of the sky.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book viii . Line 17._
Nor can one word be chang'd but for a worse.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book viii . Line 192._
And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the sky.[344-1]
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book viii . Line 366._
Behold on wrong Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book viii . Line 367._
A gen'rous heart repairs a sland'rous tongue.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book viii . Line 432._
Just are the ways of Heaven: from Heaven proceed The woes of man; Heaven doom'd the Greeks to bleed,-- A theme of future song!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book viii . Line 631._
Earth sounds my wisdom and high heaven my fame.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ix . Line 20._
Strong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ix . Line 28._
Lotus, the name; divine, nectareous juice!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ix . Line 106._
Respect us human, and relieve us poor.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book ix . Line 318._
Rare gift! but oh what gift to fools avails!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book x . Line 29._
Our fruitless labours mourn, And only rich in barren fame return.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book x . Line 46._
No more was seen the human form divine.[344-2]
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book x . Line 278._
And not a man appears to tell their fate.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book x . Line 308._
Let him, oraculous, the end, the way, The turns of all thy future fate display.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book x . Line 642._
Born but to banquet, and to drain the bowl.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book x . Line 662._
Thin airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 48._
Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 153._
Heav'd on Olympus tott'ring Ossa stood; On Ossa, Pelion nods with all his wood.[344-3]
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 387._
The first in glory, as the first in place.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 441._
Soft as some song divine thy story flows.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 458._
Oh woman, woman! when to ill thy mind Is bent, all hell contains no fouler fiend.[345-1]
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 531._
What mighty woes To thy imperial race from woman rose!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 541._
But sure the eye of time beholds no name So blest as thine in all the rolls of fame.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 591._
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 722._
Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 736._
There in the bright assemblies of the skies.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 745._
Gloomy as night he stands.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi . Line 749._
All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xii . Line 31._
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.[345-2]
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xii . Line 538._
He ceas'd; but left so pleasing on their ear His voice, that list'ning still they seem'd to hear.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiii . Line 1._
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiii . Line 38._
And bear unmov'd the wrongs of base mankind, The last and hardest conquest of the mind.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiii . Line 353._
How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiii . Line 375._
It never was our guise To slight the poor, or aught humane despise.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiv . Line 65._
The sex is ever to a soldier kind.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiv . Line 246._
Far from gay cities and the ways of men.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiv . Line 410._
And wine can of their wits the wise beguile, Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xiv . Line 520._
Who love too much, hate in the like extreme, And both the golden mean alike condemn.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xv . Line 79._
True friendship's laws are by this rule exprest,-- Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.[346-1]
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xv . Line 83._
For too much rest itself becomes a pain.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xv . Line 429._
Discourse, the sweeter banquet of the mind.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xv . Line 433._
And taste The melancholy joy of evils past: For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xv . Line 434._
For love deceives the best of womankind.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xv . Line 463._
And would'st thou evil for his good repay?
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xvi . Line 448._
Whatever day Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xvii . Line 392._
In ev'ry sorrowing soul I pour'd delight, And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xvii . Line 505._
Unbless'd thy hand, if in this low disguise Wander, perhaps, some inmate of the skies.[346-2]
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xvii . Line 576._
Know from the bounteous heaven all riches flow; And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xviii . Line 26._
Yet taught by time, my heart has learn'd to glow For others' good, and melt at others' woe.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xviii . Line 269._
A winy vapour melting in a tear.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xix . Line 143._
But he whose inborn worth his acts commend, Of gentle soul, to human race a friend.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xix . Line 383._
The fool of fate,--thy manufacture, man.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xx . Line 254._
Impatient straight to flesh his virgin sword.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xx . Line 461._
Dogs, ye have had your day!
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxii . Line 41._
For dear to gods and men is sacred song. Self-taught I sing; by Heaven, and Heaven alone, The genuine seeds of poesy are sown.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxii . Line 382._
So ends the bloody business of the day.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxii . Line 516._
And rest at last where souls unbodied dwell, In ever-flowing meads of Asphodel.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxiv . Line 19._
The ruins of himself! now worn away With age, yet still majestic in decay.
_The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxiv . Line 271._
And o'er the past Oblivion stretch her wing.
_The Odyssey of Homer.