The Iliads of Homer, prince of poets, never before in any language truly translated, with a comment on some of his chief places, done according to the Greek by George Chapman, with introd and notes by Richard Hooper . TO THE SACRED FOUNTAIN OF PRINCES,SOLE EMPRESS OF BEAUTY AND VIRTUE, ANNE, QUEEN OF ENGLAND, ETC. ITH whatsoever honour we adorn Your royal issue, we must gratulate you,Imperial Sovereign; who of you is born Is you, one tree make both the bole and it be honour then to join you both To such a powrful work as shall defendBoth from foul death and ages ugly moth, This is an ho
The Iliads of Homer, prince of poets, never before in any language truly translated, with a comment on some of his chief places, done according to the Greek by George Chapman, with introd and notes by Richard Hooper . TO THE SACRED FOUNTAIN OF PRINCES,SOLE EMPRESS OF BEAUTY AND VIRTUE, ANNE, QUEEN OF ENGLAND, ETC. ITH whatsoever honour we adorn Your royal issue, we must gratulate you,Imperial Sovereign; who of you is born Is you, one tree make both the bole and it be honour then to join you both To such a powrful work as shall defendBoth from foul death and ages ugly moth, This is an honour that shall never know not virtue then, that know not what The virtue of defending virtue is ;It comprehends the guard of all your State, And joins your greatness to as great a virtue and advance her then, great Queen,And make this book your glass to make it seen. Your Majestys in all subjection mosthumbly consecrate, GEO. CHAPMAN. ANNE, daughter of FKEDERICK II. of Denmark, Married King James 1st 20Aug. 1590, and died 2 March, TO THE HEADER. LEST with foul hands you touch these holy rites, And with prejudicacies too profane,Pass Homer in your other poets slights, Wash here. In this porch to his numrous fane,Hear ancient oracles speak, and tell you whom You have to censure. First then Silius hear,Who thrice was consul in renowned Rome, Whose verse, saith Martial, nothing shall out-wear. SILIUS ITALICUS, LIB. xin. 777. E, in Elysium having cast his eye Upon the figure of a youth, whose hair,With purple ribands braided curiously, Hung on his shoulders wondrous bright and fair,Said : Virgin, what is he whose heavnly face 5 Shines past all others, as the morn the night;Whom many marvelling souls, from place to place, Pursue and haunt with sounds of such delight;Whose countnance (weret not in the Stygian shade) Would make me, questionless, believe he were 10 A very God ? The learned virgin made This answer : • If thou shouldst believe it here,Thou
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