The Odyssey

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J.B. Lippincott & Company, 1875



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Page 123 - Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads - you and I are old; Old age hath yet his...
Page 124 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
Page 66 - ; And all at once they sang, " Our island home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.
Page 124 - Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and, sitting well in order, smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho...
Page 54 - For, like the sun's fire or the moon's, a light Far streaming through the high-roofed house did pass From the long basement to the topmost height. There on each side ran walls of flaming brass, Zoned on the summit with a blue bright mass Of cornice ; and the doors were framed of gold ; Where, underneath, the brazen floor doth glass Silver pilasters, which with grace uphold Lintel of silver framed ; the ring was burnished gold. And dogs on each side of the doors there stand, Silver and gold, the which...
Page 75 - The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it ; But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flower, but not in this soil : Unknown, and like esteemed, and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon ; And yet more med'cinal is it than that moly That Hermes once to wise Ulysses gave...
Page 112 - STRIPT of his rags then leapt the godlike king On the great threshold, in his hand the bow And quiver, filled with arrows of mortal sting. These with a rattle he rained down below, Loose at his feet, and spake among them so : " See, at the last our matchless bout is o'er ! Now for another mark, that I may know If I can hit what none hath hit before, And if Apollo hear me in the prayers I pour ! " 2 Thus did he speak, and aimed a bitter dart Against Antiuous.
Page 53 - Onely she turnd a pin, and by and by It cut away upon the yielding wave, Ne cared she her course for to apply ; For it was taught the way which she would have, And both from rocks and...
Page 40 - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) — To the island valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns, And bowery hollows crowned with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.

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