Story of Ulysses

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American Book Company, 1900 - 283 pages
 

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Page 85 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
Page 39 - We will return no more ;' And all at once they sang, ' Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam.
Page 95 - Dire Scylla there a scene of horror forms, And here Charybdis fills the deep with storms. When the tide rushes from her rumbling caves, The rough rock roars, tumultuous boil the waves...
Page 76 - The sun ne'er views the uncomfortable seats, When radiant he advances, or retreats: Unhappy race! whom endless night invades, Clouds the dull air, and wraps them round in shades.
Page 30 - tis an engine raised above the town To overlook the walls, and then to batter down. Somewhat is sure designed by fraud or force : Trust not their presents, nor admit the horse.
Page 83 - I spake. Achilles quickly answered me : — " Noble Ulysses, speak not thus of death. As if thou wouldst console me. I would be A laborer on earth, and serve for hire Some man of mean estate, who makes scant cheer, Rather than reign o'er all who have gone down To death.
Page 35 - TELL me, O Muse, of that sagacious man Who, having overthrown the sacred town Of Ilium, wandered far and visited The capitals of many nations, learned The customs of their dwellers, and endured < Great suffering on the deep ; his life was oft In peril, as he labored to bring back His comrades to their homes.
Page 86 - With horrors arm'd, and curls of hissing snakes, Should fix me, stiffen'd at the monstrous sight, A stony image, in eternal night! Straight from the direful coast to purer air I speed my flight, and to my mates repair. My mates ascend the ship; they strike their oars; The mountains lessen, and retreat the shores; Swift o'er the waves we fly; the freshening gales Sing thro' the shrouds, and stretch the swelling sails.
Page 175 - Phaeacian train Their cables loose, and launch into the main : At once they bend, and strike their equal oars, And leave the sinking hills, and lessening shores.
Page 216 - This said, the honest herdsman strode before; The musing monarch pauses at the door: The dog, whom Fate had granted to behold His lord, when twenty tedious years had roll'd, Takes a last look, and having seen him, dies; So closed for ever faithful Argus...

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