The Iliad: Book 1 (Homer Poems)
Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that broughtcountless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul ...
Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that broughtcountless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul ...
LAND of soft showers and far-extending vales,And woodlands fanned by summer's gentlest gales,And streams, that glisten as they steal, half ...
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
Delightful visions of my lonely hours! Charm of my life and solace of my care! Oh! would the muse but lend proportioned ...
ARGUMENTRogero, as directed by the pair,The giantess Eriphila o'erthrows.That done, he to Alcina's labyrinth, whereMore than one knight is tied ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon,Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel pausedBetwixt the world destroyed ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that nameIf rightly thou art called, whose voice divineFollowing, above the Olympian hill I soar,Above ...
There are who give themselves to work for men,—To raise the lost, to gather orphaned babesAnd teach them, pitying of ...
THE ARGUMENTThe Knight and squire's prodigious FlightTo quit th' inchanted Bow'r by Night.He plods to turn his amorous SuitT' a ...
A man in love sees wonders naturally.Ours sole,--abnormal gifts but gradual given,Can make participable his starry views,And intuitions spiritual instilled,May ...
Now the other princes of the Achaeans slept soundly the wholenight through, but Agamemnon son of Atreus was troubled, so ...
Sacred to the memory of the immortal Captain John Brown, the hero, saint and martyr of Harper's Ferry. The following ...
Thus the Trojans in the city, scared like fawns, wiped the sweatfrom off them and drank to quench their thirst, ...
EXERCISE.Thro' various toils th' adventurous Muse has past;But half the toil, and more than half, remains.Rude is her Theme, and ...
Some, fearing Marie's tale was o'er, Lamented that they heard no more; While Brehan, from her broken lay, Portended what she yet might ...
SCENE I.[A place not far from the summit of Mount Psiloriti, in the Isle of Candia. Philota discovered with a ...
From heaven, soul--like, to earth. It is sundown. MarkThe heart's state, empty and collapsed, the world'sVain pleasures leave us in, ...
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
It was Goldilocks woke up in the mornAt the first of the shearing of the corn.There stood his mother on ...
LATE SUMMER _Heat lightning flickers in one cloud, As in a flow'r a firefly; Some rain-drops, that the rose-bush bowed, Jar through the leaves ...
Thy bounties, Love, in thy soft raptures, whenTimeliest the melting pairs indulge, and howBest to improve the genial joy, how ...
The Mission floor was with weeds o'ergrown,And crumbling and shaky its walls of stone;Its roof of tiles, in tiers and ...
Oh happy you! who blest with present bliss See not with fatal prescience future tears, Nor the dear moment of enjoyment miss Through ...
And now the Angel, from the trembling sight,Veil'd the wide world-when sudden shades of nightMove o'er the ethereal vault; the ...
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
I.Of chance or change O let not man complain,Else shall he never never cease to wail:For, from the imperial dome, ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
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