The Odyssey of Homer, Volume 5

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T. Longman, 1796

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Page 282 - Homer's style in the present translation, great pains have been taken to be easy and natural. The chief merit I can pretend to, is, not to have been carried into a more plausible and figurative manner of writing, which would better have pleased all readers but the judicious ones.
Page 291 - I have observed that the loudest huzzas given to a great man in a triumph, proceed not from his friends, but the rabble ; and as I have fancied it the same with the rabble of critics, a desire to be distinguished from them has turned me to the more moderate, and, I hope, more rational method.
Page 281 - Milton has several of the latter, where we find not an antiquated, affected, or uncouth word for some hundred lines together, as in his Fifth Book, the latter part of the Eighth, the former of the Tenth and Eleventh Books, and in the narration of Michael in the Twelfth.
Page 290 - Our concern, zeal, and even jealousy, for our great author's honour were mutual ; our endeavours to advance it were equal : and I have as often trembled for it in her hands, as she could in mine. It was one of the many reasons I had to wish the longer life of this lady, that I must certainly have regained her good opinion, in spite of all misrepresenting translators whatever.
Page 279 - Homer's time, for things are removed from vulgarity by being out of...
Page 12 - His thoughts grow conscious of approaching woe, His idle tears with vain repentance flow ; His locks he rends, his trembling feet he rears, Thick beats his heart with...
Page 187 - Clasps her lov'd lord, and to his bosom grows. Nor had they ended 'till the morning ray: But Pallas backward held the rising day, The wheels of night retarding, to detain The gay Aurora in the wavy main: Whose flaming steeds, emerging through the night, Beam o'er the eastern hills with streaming light.
Page 277 - To read through a whole work in this strain, is like travelling all along on the ridge of a hill; which is not half so agreeable as sometimes gradually to rise, and sometimes gently to descend, as the way leads, and as the end of the journey directs.
Page 16 - Our next, an engine fraught with danger drew, The portal gap'd, the bait was hung in view, Dire arts assist the trap, the fates decoy, And men unpitying kill'd my gallant boy. The last, his country's hope, his parents' pride, Plung'd in the lake by Physignathus, died.

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