Pindar in English Rhyme: Being an Attempt to Render the Epinikian Odes, with the Principal Remaining Fragments, Into English Rhymed VerseH.S. King, 1875 - 313 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Adrastus Aiakus Aigina Akragas Alpheius Amphitryon Apollo Argos Aristagoras Arkesilas Asklepius Asopus Athens bade beneath beside bloom bore brave brazen chariot child citterns crown daughter decreed deeds Deinomenes delight divine dread dwell e'en earth Ergoteles erst Euphemus fain fair fame famous fate father feast festival gained garlands gift glorious glory gods gold golden Graces hand hast heart heaven Hellas Herakles heroes Hiero honour host hymn immortals Iolaus Iolkos Iphikles isle Ismenus Isthmus Kadmus king Kronos land limbs lord lyre meed mighty mortal mother Muses ne'er Nemeä nigh noble o'er Olympia's Olympus pancratist Peleus Pelias Pelops Phoibos Polydeukes Poseidon praise pray prize prowess Pytho race renown shining sing sire song sons soul spake steeds strangers strength strife sweet Telamon tell Thebes thee thews thine thou throng Tiryns toil tongue triumph victory wise wreath Zeus Zeus's
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Página 137 - ... Arkesilas, thou hast been blest With both by lot divine : And glory's palm is thy reward Through Kastor's aid the golden-carred , Who after winter's tempests dark and drear Has bid thy hearth rejoice with happy cheer And bright sunshine. " But even gifts th' immortals send The wise apply to better end : And on thy road Of justice thou art compassed With much success ; for thou art head Of countries great and broad, — Because thy born nobility, This rank most reverend on thee Imposing, occupies...
Página 139 - Battus' race His old good luck has followed In evil as in happy case ; A tower of majesty To citizens, a light of clearest ray To strangers. Him before The lions fled for fear with sullen roar, When sounds unknown he brought them o'er the salt sea-spray. 'Twas Phoibos, who his army sent, That gave the beasts to dread ; Lest for Kyrene's master ill event...
Página 142 - Of youtliful choristers must sing ; Praise to the golden-sworded king His years. In bravery A wide-winged eagle 'midst a flight Of fowls, a very wall in fight Unyielding, on the wings of song he soared In childhood ; now his wisdom reaps th' award Of victory
Página 143 - Grant him in counsel wise as strong in thews To live, that so no blast Of Autumn's chilly tempest overcast And spoil his later time. The sovereign will of Zeus Directs the luck that waits upon Those he has cherished. And him I pray that great Olympia soon May guerdon with Her garland Battus
Página 140 - Pboibos, who his army sent, That gave the beasts to dread ; Lest for Kyrene's master ill event Should falsify His gift of prophecy. " He from disease's sorest smart To men and women can impart Relief; he brought The lyre to earth ; he grants the Muse Of song to whomsoe'er he choose ; He stills unruly thought, And wins the bosom strife-distrest To gentleness and law and rest; He haunts the mystic cave Whereby in Lakedaimon's towers, In Arg-is, Pylos' heavenly bowers, He set the stalwart seed of Herakles,...
Página 136 - gan Its baby steps, above the rest, Arkesilas, thou hast been blest With both by lot divine : And glory's palm is thy reward Through Kastor's aid the golden-carred , Who after winter's tempests dark and drear Has bid thy hearth rejoice with happy cheer And bright sunshine. " But even gifts th' immortals send The wise apply to better end : And on thy road Of justice thou art compassed With much success ; for thou art head Of countries great and broad, — Because thy born nobility, This rank most...
Página 138 - Which in that famous course he won Where circles twelve are swiftly run: Nor, when 'twas o'er, Did splintered wood or damaged rein Or harness chafed betray the strain ; But all the work he bore, That dexterous smiths had wrought of old With ivory inlaid and gold, And crossing Krisa's hill In Phoibos' hollow glen he hung : Close by the man that bowmen sprung From Krete set in Parnassus' temple, hewed From one big block, a beam of cypress-wood Upholds it still.
Página 142 - Long as he lived on eartli with men He lived in happiness, and then Was worshipped By all his folk as demi-god. But, each before his own abode, The other royal dead In holy calm apart repose, And, while the stream of song bestows Its soft refreshing dew On deed of wondrous daring, hear In heart in that their nether sphere Their common honour and the grace their son Arkesilas right worthily has won ; Who 'midst the crew " Of youthful choristers must sing Praise to the golden-sworded king His years....
Página 86 - Spelled by thy sweep of song his eyelids close In pleasant slumber ; softly to and fro He sways his back in deep repose : Nay, headstrong Ares' self has oftentimes let go His lance's cruel point with sleep to glad his mind. To souls of gods thy missiles calm afford, With skill endued By Phoibos and the Muses