Homer, The Iliad

Homer, The Iliad

"أيا صديقي، لو أننا أنا وأنت ننجو من غمار هذه المعركة ونحيا إلى الأبد، لا يمسنا أثر للشيخوخة، خالدين، لما قاتلتُ قط في الصفوف الأمامية مرة أخرى، ولا أمرتُك بالنزول إلى الساحة حيث ينال الرجال الشهرة."
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"أيا صديقي، لو أننا أنا وأنت ننجو من غمار هذه المعركة ونحيا إلى الأبد، لا يمسنا أثر للشيخوخة، خالدين، لما قاتلتُ قط في الصفوف الأمامية مرة أخرى، ولا أمرتُك بالنزول إلى الساحة حيث ينال الرجال الشهرة."
Homer, The Iliad
"كفتاة صغيرة، كطفلة تركض خلف أمها، تتوسل إليها أن تحملها، وتشد أذيال ثوبها، تعيقها وهي تحاول الإسراع بالرحيل—كلها دموع، تتملقها بنظراتها، حتى تضمها الأم إلى ذراعيها… هكذا تبدو أنت يا باتروكلوس، تذرف الدموع بغزارة."
Homer, The Iliad
"...like that star of the waning summer who beyond all stars rises bathed in the ocean stream to glitter in brilliance."
Homer, The Iliad
"…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can’t look you in the eyes, and always bent on duty, trudging after Ruin, maddening, blinding Ruin. But Ruin is strong and swift—She outstrips them all by far, stealing a march, leaping over the whole wide earth to bring mankind to grief."
Homer, The Iliad
"And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his own blood, he rots away himself—more birds than women flocking round his body!"
Homer, The Iliad
"Still, we will let all this be a thing of the past, though it hurts us, and beat down by constraint the anger that rises inside us. Now I am making an end of my anger. It does not become me, unrelentingly to rage on"
Homer, The Iliad
"You, you insolent brazen bitch—you really dare to shake that monstrous spear in Father’s face?"
Homer, The Iliad
"Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another."
Homer, The Iliad
"Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!"
Homer, The Iliad
"—so as the great Achilles rampaged on, his sharp-hoofed stallions trampled shields and corpses, axle under his chariot splashed with blood, blood on the handrails sweeping round the car, sprays of blood shooting up from the stallions' hoofs and churning, whirling rims—and the son of Peleus charioteering on to seize his glory, bloody filth splattering both strong arms, Achilles' invincible arms—"
Homer, The Iliad
"But now, as it is, sorrows, unending sorrows must surge within your heart as well—for your own son’s death. Never again will you embrace him stiding home. My spirit rebels—I’ve lost the will to live, to take my stand in the world of men—"
Homer, The Iliad
"You, why are you so afraid of war and slaughter? Even if all the rest of us drop and die around you, grappling for the ships, you’d run no risk of death: you lack the heart to last it out in combat—coward!"
Homer, The Iliad
"Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the greater king, I am the elder-born, I claim—the greater man."
Homer, The Iliad
"…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives."
Homer, The Iliad
"Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you - it’s born with us the day that we are born."
Homer, The Iliad
"…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad."
Homer, The Iliad
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