. Pope's translation of Homer's Iliad, books I, VI, XXII, XXIV; . g thoughts by turns his bosom ruld, Now fird by wrath, and now by reason coold:255 That prompts his hand to draw the deadly sword, Force through the Greeks, and pierce their haughty lord This whispers soft, his vengeance to control, And calm the rising tempest of his soul. Just as in anguish of suspense he stayd,200 While half unsheathd appeard the glittring blade, Minerva swift descended from above, Sent by the sister and the wife of Jove (For both the princes claimd her equal care); Behind she stood, and by the golden hair205
. Pope's translation of Homer's Iliad, books I, VI, XXII, XXIV; . g thoughts by turns his bosom ruld, Now fird by wrath, and now by reason coold:255 That prompts his hand to draw the deadly sword, Force through the Greeks, and pierce their haughty lord This whispers soft, his vengeance to control, And calm the rising tempest of his soul. Just as in anguish of suspense he stayd,200 While half unsheathd appeard the glittring blade, Minerva swift descended from above, Sent by the sister and the wife of Jove (For both the princes claimd her equal care); Behind she stood, and by the golden hair205 Achilles seizd; to him alone confest, A sable cloud conceald her from the rest. He sees, and sudden to the goddess cries, Known by the flames that sparkle from her eyes: Descends Minerva, in her guardian care,270 A heavnly witness of the wrongs I bear From Atreus son ? Then let those eyes that view The daring crime, behold the vengeance too. Forbear! (the progeny of Jove replies) To calm thy fury I forsook the skies :275 Let great Achilles, to the gods resignd,. BOOK I 25 To reason yield the empire oer his mind. By awful Juno this command is givn; The king and you are both the care of heavn. The force of keen reproaches let him feel,280 But sheathe, obedient, thy revenging steel. For I pronounce (and trust a heavnly powr) Thy injurd honour has its fated hour, When the proud monarch shall thy arms implore, And bribe thy friendship with a boundless Then let revenge no longer bear the sway, Command thy passions, and the gods her Pelides : With regardful ear, Tis just, 0 goddess! I thy dictates hear. Hard as it is, my vengeance I suppress :290 Those who revere the gods, the gods will bless. He said, observant of the blue-eyd maid; Then in the sheath returnd the shining blade. The goddess swift to high Olympus flies, And joins the sacred senate of the ]STor yet the rage his boiling breast forsook, Which thus redoubling on Atrides broke: 0 monster! mixcl o
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