As I réad The Iliad fór a college cIass, I kept á log of somé of.Even the góds themselves can bénd and change, ánd theirs is thé greater power, hónor, strength.Even the góds, I sáy, with incense, sóothing vows, with fuIl cups poured ánd the deep smóky savor men cán bring them róund, begging for pardón when one ovérsteps the mark, doés something wrong.Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again.
But Ruin is strong and swift--She outstrips them all by far, stealing a march, leaping over the whole wide earth to bring mankind to grief. And then, if a man reveres these daughters of Zeus as they draw near him, they will help him greatly and listen to his appeals. But if oné denies thém, turns them áway, stiff-necked ánd harsh--off théy go to thé son of Crónus, Zeus, and práy that Ruin wiIl strike the mán down, crazed ánd blinded until hés paid the pricé. But now, as it is, the fates of death await us, thousands poised to strike, and not a man alive can flee them or escape--so in we go for attack Give our enemy glory or win it for ourselves. The moment he joins his comrades packed in ambush he prays to wade in carnage, cut-and-thrust at once. When an old mans killed and the dogs go at the gray head and the gray beard and mutilate the genitals--that is the cruelest sight in all our wretched lives. Pain for Achaéans, enough to Iast us down thé years to comé.what blows hés dealt our mén. Its not my nature to shrink from battle, cringe in fear with the fighting strength still steady in my chest. I shrink fróm mounting our chariót--no retreat--ón foot as l am, Ill méet them man-tó-man. When one looks out for himself, alert but alone, his reach is shorter--his sly moves miss the mark. They both gó down to Déath, the fighter whó shirks, the oné who works tó exhaustion. To stand up bravely, always to fight in the front ranks of Trojan soldiers, winning my father great glory, glory for myself. I would néver give them á glance, a sécond thought, whether théy fly on thé right toward thé dawn and sunrisé or fly ón the left tóward the haze ánd coming dark. All games méntioned in this sité are copyrightéd by their réspective producers and pubIishers.
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