Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 edition. Excerpt: ... BOOK XXIV Ended, now, were the games; and the people repaired to the galleys, Scattering each to his own, and when they had taken their supper Turned to the comfort of slumber; but, all unlike them, Achilles Yearned for Patroklos, the friend who was gone, and sleep that subdueth All men came not, and this way and that he turned on his pillow, Thinking of all they had done and hardships encountered together Cleaving the battles of men and the sea's tempestuous billows. Many a bitter tear poured forth at such fond recollections, Much he in restlessness tumbled and tossed, then suddenly starting Up from his couch he would stalk from his camp, and along by the sea-shore l 1 Here, as in other passages, Achilles when in trouble resorted to the sea for consolation -- perhaps being so represented because son of a sea-nymph. Aimlessly wander; and never, when night was spent, did the morning Find him asleep when the sea and the shores grew bright at her dawning; Nay, it was then he would yoke to his car his swiftflying horses, Tying Hector behind to be trailed in the dust and dishonored. Thrice would he drag the corse round the grave of fallen Patroklos, Then turn in at the camp; but Hector always he left there Stretched in the dust face down; but Apollo every defacement Kept from the body for all that, for he for the man felt compassion Even when dead, and the aegis of gold spread over him wholly So that the body was torn not, tho' dragged with fury exceeding. Glorious Hector, thus, did he foully entreat in his madness, But, from Olympos, the gods looked on with displeasure, and counselled Stealing the body by Hermes, the far-sighted Slayerof-Argus. This scheme pleased all the rest, but never was pleasing to Hera, No, nor Poseidon, nor yet to the...