The Tragedies of Sophocles: Literally Translated Into English Prose, with NotesW. Jackson, 1837 - 307 pàgines |
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Pàgina 8
... wretch , and shook their purple robes , in the manner prescribed by that law which has been transmitted from earliest times . " Mitford , Hist . of Greece , c . xxii , sect . 2 . § The old word λúkn or λúkos , ( whence , probably , the ...
... wretch , and shook their purple robes , in the manner prescribed by that law which has been transmitted from earliest times . " Mitford , Hist . of Greece , c . xxii , sect . 2 . § The old word λúkn or λúkos , ( whence , probably , the ...
Pàgina 9
... wretch , whoever he is : but I will that all thrust him from their homes , for that this is the defilement upon us , as the Pythian oracle of the divinity has just now revealed to me . * dτórios , Pindar , Pyth . ii , 80 , Γόνον ...
... wretch , whoever he is : but I will that all thrust him from their homes , for that this is the defilement upon us , as the Pythian oracle of the divinity has just now revealed to me . * dτórios , Pindar , Pyth . ii , 80 , Γόνον ...
Pàgina 13
... wretched in reproaching me with this , wherewith is there not one of these who will not speedily reproach thee . ED . Thou art fostered by night alone , so that thou couldst never do either me or any other , whoever he be , that looks ...
... wretched in reproaching me with this , wherewith is there not one of these who will not speedily reproach thee . ED . Thou art fostered by night alone , so that thou couldst never do either me or any other , whoever he be , that looks ...
Pàgina 14
... wretch that hath eyes only for his gains , but as to his art was born blind . For if not , come tell me , where- in art thou a true seer ? How didst thou not , when the mon- ster of wild song * was here , pronounce some spell of deliver ...
... wretch that hath eyes only for his gains , but as to his art was born blind . For if not , come tell me , where- in art thou a true seer ? How didst thou not , when the mon- ster of wild song * was here , pronounce some spell of deliver ...
Pàgina 24
... wretched , and horrible , and deplorable , he was but too ready to tell : † that it was my doom to commit incest with my mother , and that I should bring to light a pro- geny mankind should not endure to behold , and that I should be ...
... wretched , and horrible , and deplorable , he was but too ready to tell : † that it was my doom to commit incest with my mother , and that I should bring to light a pro- geny mankind should not endure to behold , and that I should be ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Achilles Ægisthus Agamemnon Ajax ancient Antigone Apollo art thou Atridæ aught bear behold Brunck child Chorus Clytemnestra Creon curses daughter dead death deed Deianira didst dost thou dreadful earth Edipus Electra Euripides Eurytus evil eyes fate fear friends gods Greeks hand hast thou hateful hath hear heard heaven Hercules Hermann hither honour Ismene Jove king knowest Laïus lament land least lest look means MESS misery mortal mother murder Musgrave Neoptolemus never oh father Orestes pain perished Philoctetes Polybus Polynices possess present quod sayest thou scholiast Sophocles speak stranger suffer sure Tecmessa tell Teucer Thebes thee Theseus thine things thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself Tiresias tomb translates Troy Ulysses unhappy utter virgins wert Wherefore wilt thou wish woman words wouldst wretched καὶ
Passatges populars
Pàgina 169 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Pàgina 44 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Pàgina 245 - Of every hearer ; for it so falls out » That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Pàgina 292 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Pàgina 237 - The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre, Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order...
Pàgina 275 - Awed by no shame, by no respect controll'd, In scandal busy, in reproaches bold: With witty malice studious to defame, Scorn all his joy, and laughter all his aim:— But chief he gloried with licentious style To lash the great, and monarchs to revile. His figure such as might his soul proclaim; One eye was blinking, and one leg was lame: His mountain shoulders half his breast o'erspread, Thin hairs bestrew'd his long misshapen head.
Pàgina 250 - What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ! Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just ; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Pàgina 169 - And it came to pass at the end of two months, that she returned unto her father, who did with her according to his vow which he had vowed: and she knew no man. And it was a custom in Israel, that the daughters of Israel went yearly to lament the daughter of Jephthah the Gileadite four days in a year.
Pàgina 134 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Pàgina 67 - Thou hast come, O stranger, to the seats of this land, renowned for the steed ; to seats the fairest on earth, the chalky Colonus ; where the vocal nightingale, chief abounding, trills her plaintive note in the green vales...