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Epictetus, Discourses (ed. Thomas Wentworth Higginson), book 3 (search)
say Argus was blind to him. Is his assent ever precipitate; his pursuits ever rash; his desire ever disappointed; his aversion ever incurred; his aim ever fruitless? Is he ever querulous, ever dejected, ever envious? Here lies all his attention and application. With regard to other things, he enjoys profound quiet. All is peace. There is no robber, no tyrant for the Will. But there is for the body? Yes. The estate? Yes. Magistracies and honors? Yes. And what cares he for these? When any one, therefore, would frighten him with them he says: "Go look for children; masks are frightful to them; but I know they are only shells, and have nothing within." Such is the affair about which you are deliberating; therefore, if you please, for Heaven's sake ! defer it, and first consider how you are prepared for it. Observe what Hector says to Andromache,-- War is the sphere for all men, and for me. Homer, Iliad, vi. 492, 493.- H. Thus conscious was he of his own qualifications and of her weakness.
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 12, line 536 (search)
it is very strange, you have neglected to say one good word in praise of Hercules. My father told me often, that he overcame in battle those cloud born centaurs.” Nestor, very loth, replied, “Why force me to recall old wrongs, to uncover sorrow buried by the years, that made me hate your father? It is true his deeds were wonderful beyond belief, heaven knows, and filled the earth with well earned praise which I should rather wish might be denied. Deiphobus, the wise Polydamas, and even great Hector get no praise from me. Your father, I recall once overthrew Messene's walls and with no cause destroyed Elis and Pylos and with fire and sword ruined my own loved home. I cannot name all whom he killed. But there were twelve of us, the sons of Neleus and all warrior youths, and all those twelve but me alone he killed. Ten of them met the common fate of war, but sadder was the death of Periclymenus. “Neptune, the founder of my family, had granted him a power to assume whatever shape he chose,<
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 13, line 1 (search)
with fear, and shuddering, at the thought of coming death. I held my shield above him where he lay, and that way saved the villain's dastard life, and little praise I have deserved for that. If you still wish to claim this armor, let us both return to that place and restore the enemy, your wound, and usual fear— there hide behind my shield, and under that contend with me! Yet, when I faced the foe, he, whom his wound had left no power to stand, forgot the wound and took to headlong flight. “Hector approached, and brought the gods with him to battle; and, wherever he rushed on, not only this Ulysses was alarmed, but even the valiant, for so great the fear he caused them. Hector, proud in his success in blood and slaughter, I then dared to meet and with a huge: stone from a distance hurled I laid him flat. When he demanded one to fight with, I engaged him quite alone, for you my Greek friends, prayed the lot might fall upon me, and your prayers prevailed. If you should ask me of this fi
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 12, line 1 (search)
King Priam beeing ignorant that Aesacus his sonne Did live in shape of bird, did moorne: and at a tumb wheron His name was written, Hector and his brother solemly Did keepe an Obit. Paris was not at this obsequye. Within a whyle with ravisht wyfe he brought a lasting warre Home unto Troy. There followed him a thowsand shippes not farre Conspyrd togither, with the ayde that all the Greekes could fynd: And vengeance had beene tane foorthwith but that the cruell wynd Did make the seas unsaylable, so that theyr shippes were fayne At rode at fisshye Awlys in B'aeotia to remayne. Heere as the Greekes according to theyr woont made sacrifyse To Jove, and on the Altar old the flame aloft did ryse, They spyde a speckled Snake creepe up uppon a planetree bye Uppon the toppe whereof there was among the braunches hye A nest, and in the nest eyght birdes, all which and eeke theyr dam That flickering flew about her losse, the hungry snake did cram Within his mawe. The standers by were all amazde t
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 12, line 64 (search)
eholdeth what is doone in heaven, on sea, and land, And what is wrought in all the world he layes to understand. He gave the Trojans warning that the Greekes with valeant men And shippes approched, that unwares they could not take them then. For Hector and the Trojan folk well armed were at hand To keepe the coast and bid them bace before they came aland. Protesilay by fatall doome was first that dyde in feeld Of Hectors speare: and after him great numbers mo were killd Of valeant men. That battell did the Greeks full deerly cost. And Hector with his Phrygian folk of blood no little lost, In trying what the Greekes could doo. The shore was red with blood. And now king Cygnet, Neptunes sonne, had killed where he stood A thousand Greekes. And now the stout Achilles causd to stay His Charyot: and his lawnce did slea whole bandes of men that day. And seeking Cygnet through the feeld or Hector, he did stray. At last with Cygnet he did meete. For Hector had delay Untill the tenth yeare