1. Homer, Iliad, 13.754, 22.189-22.192 (8th cent. BCE - 7th cent. BCE)
| 13.754. /and he spake and addressed him with winged words:Polydamas, do thou hold back here all the bravest, but I will go thither and confront the war, and quickly will I come again, when to the full I have laid on them my charge. So spake he, and set forth, in semblance like a snowy mountain 22.189. /Do as thy pleasure is and hold thee back no more. So saying he urged on Athene that was already eager, and down from the peaks of Olympus she went darting.But hard upon Hector pressed swift Achilles in ceaseless pursuit. And as when on the mountains a hound 22.190. /rouseth from his covert the fawn of a deer and chaseth him through glens and glades, and though he escape for a time, cowering beneath a thicket, yet doth the hound track him out and run ever on until he find him; even so Hector escaped not the swift-footed son of Peleus. oft as he strove to rush straight for the Dardanian gates 22.191. /rouseth from his covert the fawn of a deer and chaseth him through glens and glades, and though he escape for a time, cowering beneath a thicket, yet doth the hound track him out and run ever on until he find him; even so Hector escaped not the swift-footed son of Peleus. oft as he strove to rush straight for the Dardanian gates 22.192. /rouseth from his covert the fawn of a deer and chaseth him through glens and glades, and though he escape for a time, cowering beneath a thicket, yet doth the hound track him out and run ever on until he find him; even so Hector escaped not the swift-footed son of Peleus. oft as he strove to rush straight for the Dardanian gates |
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4. Vergil, Aeneis, 1.8, 1.257-1.296, 4.1-4.5, 4.69-4.73, 7.446-7.466, 7.781-7.792, 9.792-9.796, 11.237-11.238, 11.251, 11.294-11.295, 11.302-11.335, 11.362-11.363, 11.376, 11.378-11.444, 11.901, 12.3, 12.5-12.8, 12.45-12.46, 12.101-12.102, 12.104, 12.331-12.336, 12.701-12.703, 12.749-12.757, 12.951 (1st cent. BCE - 1st cent. BCE)
| 1.8. the city, and bring o'er his fathers' gods 1.257. in panic through the leafy wood, nor ceased 1.258. the victory of his bow, till on the ground 1.259. lay seven huge forms, one gift for every ship. 1.260. Then back to shore he sped, and to his friends 1.261. distributed the spoil, with that rare wine 1.262. which good Acestes while in Sicily 1.263. had stored in jars, and prince-like sent away 1.264. with his Ioved guest;—this too Aeneas gave; 1.266. “Companions mine, we have not failed to feel 1.267. calamity till now. O, ye have borne 1.268. far heavier sorrow: Jove will make an end 1.269. also of this. Ye sailed a course hard by 1.270. infuriate Scylla's howling cliffs and caves. 1.271. Ye knew the Cyclops' crags. Lift up your hearts! 1.272. No more complaint and fear! It well may be 1.273. ome happier hour will find this memory fair. 1.274. Through chance and change and hazard without end 1.275. our goal is Latium ; where our destinies 1.276. beckon to blest abodes, and have ordained 1.277. that Troy shall rise new-born! Have patience all! 1.279. Such was his word, but vexed with grief and care 1.280. feigned hopes upon his forehead firm he wore 1.281. and locked within his heart a hero's pain. 1.282. Now round the welcome trophies of his chase 1.283. they gather for a feast. Some flay the ribs 1.284. and bare the flesh below; some slice with knives 1.285. and on keen prongs the quivering strips impale 1.286. place cauldrons on the shore, and fan the fires. 1.287. Then, stretched at ease on couch of simple green 1.288. they rally their lost powers, and feast them well 1.289. on seasoned wine and succulent haunch of game. 1.290. But hunger banished and the banquet done 1.291. in long discourse of their lost mates they tell 1.292. 'twixt hopes and fears divided; for who knows 1.293. whether the lost ones live, or strive with death 1.294. or heed no more whatever voice may call? 1.295. Chiefly Aeneas now bewails his friends 1.296. Orontes brave and fallen Amycus 4.1. Now felt the Queen the sharp, slow-gathering pangs 4.2. of love; and out of every pulsing vein 4.5. keep calling to her soul; his words, his glance 4.69. in deeds of power? Call therefore on the gods 4.70. to favor thee; and, after omens fair 4.71. give queenly welcome, and contrive excuse 4.72. to make him tarry, while yon wintry seas 4.73. are loud beneath Orion's stormful star 7.446. the Gorgon poison, took her viewless way 7.447. to Latium and the lofty walls and towers 7.448. of the Laurentian King. Crouching she sate 7.449. in silence on the threshold of the bower 7.450. where Queen Amata in her fevered soul 7.451. pondered, with all a woman's wrath and fear 7.452. upon the Trojans and the marriage-suit 7.453. of Turnus. From her Stygian hair the fiend 7.454. a single serpent flung, which stole its way 7.455. to the Queen's very heart, that, frenzy-driven 7.456. he might on her whole house confusion pour. 7.457. Betwixt her smooth breast and her robe it wound 7.458. unfelt, unseen, and in her wrathful mind 7.459. instilled its viper soul. Like golden chain 7.460. around her neck it twined, or stretched along 7.461. the fillets on her brow, or with her hair 7.462. enwrithing coiled; then on from limb to limb 7.463. lipped tortuous. Yet though the venom strong 7.464. thrilled with its first infection every vein 7.465. and touched her bones with fire, she knew it not 7.466. nor yielded all her soul, but made her plea 7.781. dread Juno's will, then with complaining prayer 7.782. the aged sire cried loud upon his gods 7.783. and on th' unheeding air: “Alas,” said he 7.784. “My doom is shipwreck, and the tempest bears 7.785. my bark away! O wretches, your own blood 7.786. hall pay the forfeit for your impious crime. 7.787. O Turnus! O abominable deed! 7.788. Avenging woes pursue thee; to deaf gods 7.789. thy late and unavailing prayer shall rise. 7.790. Now was my time to rest. But as I come 7.791. close to my journey's end, thou spoilest me 7.792. of comfort in my death.” With this the King 9.792. hot Idas down. The shaft of Capys pierced 9.793. Privernus, whom Themilla's javelin 9.794. but now had lightly grazed, and he, too bold 9.795. casting his shield far from him, had outspread 9.796. his left hand on the wound: then sudden flew 11.237. and happier fortunes. But my life to me 11.238. has no joy left to pray for, save to bring 11.251. fair companies of horsemen circled slow 11.295. Amid these tumults of the wrathful throng 11.302. peace from the Trojan. At such tidings dire 11.303. even Latinus trembles: Heaven's decrees 11.304. and influence of gods too visible 11.305. ustain Aeneas; so the wrath divine 11.306. and new-filled sepulchres conspicuous 11.307. give warning clear. Therefore the King convenes 11.308. a general council of his captains brave 11.309. beneath the royal towers. They, gathering 11.310. throng the approaches thither, where their Iord 11.311. gray-haired Latinus, takes the central throne 11.312. wearing authority with mournful brow. 11.313. He bids the envoys from Aetolia's King 11.314. ent back, to speak and tell the royal words 11.315. in order due. Forthwith on every tongue 11.316. fell silence, while the princely Venulus 11.318. “My countrymen,” he said, “our eyes have seen 11.319. trongholds of Greeks and Diomed the King. 11.320. We braved all perils to our journey's end 11.321. and clasped that hand whereof the dreadful stroke 11.322. wrought Ilium 's fall. The hero built a town 11.323. Argyripa, hereditary name 11.324. near mount Garganus in Apulian land: 11.325. passing that city's portal and the King's 11.326. we found free audience, held forth thy gifts 11.327. and told our names and fatherland. We showed 11.328. what condict was enkindled, and what cause 11.329. brought us to Arpi's King. He, hearing all 11.330. with brow benign made answer to our plea: 11.331. ‘O happy tribes in Saturn's kingdom born 11.332. Ausonia's ancient stem! What fortune blind 11.333. tempts ye from peace away, and now ensnares 11.334. in wars unknown? Look how we men that dared 11.335. lay Ilium waste (I speak not of what woes 11.362. The tall rocks ring with their lament and cry. 11.363. Naught else had I to hope for from that day 11.376. and swings the whirlwind of his spear. If Troy 11.378. had stormed at Argos ' gates, and Greece to-day 11.379. were for her fallen fortunes grieving sore. 11.380. Our lingering at Ilium 's stubborn wall 11.381. our sluggard conquest halting ten years Iong 11.382. was his and Hector's work. Heroic pair! 11.383. Each one for valor notable, and each 11.384. famous in enterprise of arms,—but he 11.385. was first in piety. Enclasp with his 11.386. your hands in plighted peace as best ye may: 11.387. but shock of steel on steel ye well may shun.’ 11.388. now hast thou heard, good King, a king's reply 11.390. Soon as the envoys ceased, an answering sound 11.391. of troubled voices through the council flowed 11.392. of various note, as when its rocky bed 11.393. impedes an arrowy stream, and murmurs break 11.394. from the strait-channelled flood; the fringing shores 11.395. repeat the tumult of the clamorous wave. 11.396. But when their hearts and troublous tongues were still 11.397. the King, invoking first the gods in heaven 11.399. “Less evil were our case, if long ago 11.400. ye had provided for your country's weal 11.401. O Latins, as I urged. It is no time 11.402. to hold dispute, while, compassing our walls 11.403. the foeman waits. Ill-omened war is ours 11.404. against a race of gods, my countrymen 11.405. invincible, unwearied in the fray 11.406. and who, though lost and fallen, clutch the sword. 11.407. If hope ye cherished of Aetolia 's power 11.408. dismiss it! For what hope ye have is found 11.409. in your own bosoms only. But ye know 11.410. how slight it is and small. What ruin wide 11.411. has fallen, is now palpable and clear. 11.412. No blame I cast. What valor's uttermost 11.413. may do was done; our kingdom in this war 11.414. trained its last thews. Now therefore I will tell 11.415. uch project as my doubtful mind may frame 11.416. and briefly, if ye give good heed, unfold: 11.417. an ancient tract have I, close-bordering 11.418. the river Tiber ; it runs westward far 11.419. beyond Sicania's bound, and filth it bears 11.420. to Rutule and Auruncan husbandmen 11.421. who furrow its hard hills or feed their flocks 11.422. along the stonier slopes. Let this demesne 11.423. together with its pine-clad mountain tall 11.424. be given the Teucrian for our pledge of peace 11.425. confirmed by free and equitable league 11.426. and full alliance with our kingly power. 11.427. Let them abide there, if it please them so 11.428. and build their city's wall. But if their hearts 11.429. for other land or people yearn, and fate 11.430. permits them hence to go, then let us build 11.431. twice ten good galleys of Italian oak 11.432. or more, if they can man them. All the wood 11.433. lies yonder on the shore. Let them but say 11.434. how numerous and large the ships they crave 11.435. and we will give the brass, the artisans 11.436. and ship-supplies. Let us for envoys choose 11.437. a hundred of the Latins noblest born 11.438. to tell our message and arrange the peace 11.439. bearing mild olive-boughs and weighty gifts 11.440. of ivory and gold, with chair of state 11.441. and purple robe, our emblems as a king. 11.442. But freely let this council speak; give aid 11.443. to our exhausted cause.” Then Drances rose 11.444. that foe inveterate, whom Turnus' fame 12.5. wells his high heart. As when on Libyan plain 12.6. a lion, gashed along his tawny breast 12.7. by the huntsman's grievous thrust, awakens him 12.8. unto his last grim fight, and gloriously 12.101. mingled with roses seem to blush, such hues 12.102. her virgin features bore; and love's desire 12.104. his martial passion fiercer flamed; whereon 12.331. fight them with half our warriors. of a truth 12.332. your champion brave shall to those gods ascend 12.333. before whose altars his great heart he vows; 12.334. and lips of men while yet on earth he stays 12.335. will spread his glory far. Ourselves, instead 12.336. must crouch to haughty masters, and resign 12.951. on lofty rampart, or in siege below |
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