Part 80 (1/2)

The Iliad Homer 20440K 2022-07-19

133 ”The plant she bruises with a stone, and stands Te the juice between her ivory hands This o'er her breast she sheds with sovereign art And bathes with gentle touch the wounded part The wound such virtue from the juice derives, At once the blood is stanch'd, the youth revives”

”Orlando Furioso,” book 1

134 --_Well th and youth recall, Such as I was beneath Praeneste's wall-- Then when I made the foremost foes retire, And set whole heaps of conquer'd shi+elds on fire; When Herilus in single fight I slew, Whoil, viii 742

135 --_Sthenelus,_ a son of Capaneus, one of the Epigoni He was one of the suitors of Helen, and is said to have been one of those who entered Troy inside the wooden horse

136 --_Forwarn'd the horrors_ The same portent has already been mentioned To this day, modern nations are not wholly free from this superstition

137 --_Sevenfold city,_ Boeotian Thebes, which had seven gates

138 --_As when the winds_

”Thus, when a black-brow'd gust begins to rise, White foam at first on the curl'd ocean fries; Then roars the main, the billows mount the skies, Till, by the fury of the storm full blown, The il, vii 736

139 ”Stood Like Teneriffe or Atlas unremoved; His stature reach'd the sky”

--”Paradise Lost,” iv 986

140 The Abantes seein

141 I may, once for all, remark that Homer is most anatomically correct as to the parts of the body in which a wound would be immediately mortal

142 --_aenus,_ a fountain almost proverbial for its coldness

143 Compare Tasso, Gier Lib, xx 7:

”Nuovo favor del cielo in lui niluce E 'l fa grande, et angusto oltre il costuiovinezza il bel purpureo lu on the plains, Sweep o'er the yellow year, destroy the pains Of lab'ring oxen, and the peasant's gains; Uproot the forest oaks, and bear away Flocks, folds, and trees, an undistinguish'd prey”

Dryden's Virgil ii 408

145 --_Frohts Michael from Adam's eyes the film removed”

”Paradise Lost,” xi 411

146 --_The race of those_

”A pair of coursers, born of heav'nly breed, Who from their nostrils breathed ethereal fire; Who mares produced on earth, Whose woil, vii 386, sqq