a reading of life-第9节

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cloud；

Up　off　the　plain；　raised　up　cloud…thick　by　the　thundering　horse…

hooves）

Hewed　with　the　sword's　sharp　edge；　and　so　meanwhile　Lord　Agamemnon

Followed；　chasing　and　slaughtering　aye；　on…urgeing　the　Argives。



Now；　as　when　fire　voracious　catches　the　unclipped　wood…land；

This　way　bears　it　and　that　the　great　whirl　of　the　wind；　and　the

scrubwood

Stretches　uptorn；　flung　forward　alength　by　the　fire's　fury　rageing；

So　beneath　Atreides　Agamemnon　heads　of　the　scattered

Trojans　fell；　and　in　numbers　amany　the　horses；　neck…stiffened；

Rattled　their　vacant　cars　down　the　roadway　gaps　of　the　war…field；

Missing　the　blameless　charioteers；　but；　for　these；　they　were

outstretched

Flat　upon　earth；　far　dearer　to　vultures　than　to　their　home…mates。







Poem：　Paris　And　Diomedes







＇Iliad；　B。　XI　V。　378＇



So　he；　with　a　clear　shout　of　laughter；

Forth　of　his　ambush　leapt；　and　he　vaunted　him；　uttering　thiswise：

〃Hit　thou　art！　not　in　vain　flew　the　shaft；　how　by　rights　it　had

pierced　thee

Into　the　undermost　gut；　therewith　to　have　rived　thee　of　life…

breath！

Following　that　had　the　Trojans　plucked　a　new　breath　from　their

direst；

They　all　frighted　of　thee；　as　the　goats　bleat　in　flight　from　a

lion。〃

Then　unto　him　untroubled　made　answer　stout　Diomedes：

〃Bow…puller；　jiber；　thy　bow　for　thy　glorying；　spyer　at　virgins！

If　that　thou　dared'st　face　me　here　out　in　the　open　with　weapons；

Nothing　then　would　avail　thee　thy　bow　and　thy　thick　shot　of　arrows。

Now　thou　plumest　thee　vainly　because　of　a　graze　of　my　footsole；

Reck　I　as　were　that　stroke　from　a　woman　or　some　pettish　infant。

Aye　flies　blunted　the　dart　of　the　man　that's　emasculate；

noughtworth！

Otherwise　hits；　forth　flying　from　me；　and　but　strikes　it　the

slightest；

My　keen　shaft；　and　it　numbers　a　man　of　the　dead　fallen　straightway。

Torn；　troth；　then　are　the　cheeks　of　the　wife　of　that　man　fallen

slaughtered；

Orphans　his　babes；　full　surely　he　reddens　the　earth　with　his　blood…

drops；

Rotting；　round　him　the　birds；　more　numerous　they　than　the　women。〃







Poem：　Hypnos　On　Ida







＇Iliad；　B。　XIV。　V。　283＇



They　then　to　fountain…abundant　Ida；　mother　of　wild　beasts；

Came；　and　they　first　left　ocean　to　fare　over　mainland　at　Lektos；

Where　underneath　of　their　feet　waved　loftiest　growths　of　the

woodland。

There　hung　Hypnos　fast；　ere　the　vision　of　Zeus　was　observant；

Mounted　upon　a　tall　pine…tree；　tallest　of　pines　that　on　Ida

Lustily　spring　off　soil　for　the　shoot　up　aloft　into　aether。

There　did　he　sit　well…cloaked　by　the　wide…branched　pine　for

concealment；

That　loud　bird；　in　his　form　like；　that　perched　high　up　in　the

mountains；

Chalkis　is　named　by　the　Gods；　but　of　mortals　known　as　Kymindis。







Poem：　Clash　In　Arms　Of　The　Achaians　And　Trojans







＇Iliad；　B。　XIV。　　V。　394＇



Not　the　sea…wave　so　bellows　abroad　when　it　bursts　upon　shingle；

Whipped　from　the　sea's　deeps　up　by　the　terrible　blast　of　the

Northwind；

Nay；　nor　is　ever　the　roar　of　the　fierce　fire's　rush　so　arousing；

Down　along　mountain…glades；　when　it　surges　to　kindle　a　woodland；

Nay；　nor　so　tonant　thunders　the　stress　of　the　gale　in　the　oak…

trees'

Foliage…tresses　high；　when　it　rages　to　raveing　its　utmost；

As　rose　then　stupendous　the　Trojan's　cry　and　Achaians'；

Dread　upshouting　as　one　when　together　they　clashed　in　the　conflict。







Poem：　The　Horses　Of　Achilles







＇Iliad；　B。　XVII。　V。　426＇



So　now　the　horses　of　Aiakides；　off　wide　of　the　war…ground；

Wept；　since　first　they　were　ware　of　their　charioteer　overthrown

there；

Cast　down　low　in　the　whirl　of　the　dust　under　man…slaying　Hector。

Sooth；　meanwhile；　then　did　Automedon；　brave　son　of　Diores；

Oft；　on　the　one　hand；　urge　them　with　flicks　of　the　swift　whip；　and

oft；　too；

Coax　entreatingly；　hurriedly；　whiles　did　he　angrily　threaten。

Vainly；　for　these　would　not　to　the　ships；　to　the　Hellespont

spacious；

Backward　turn；　nor　be　whipped　to　the　battle　among　the　Achaians。

Nay；　as　a　pillar　remains　immovable；　fixed　on　the　tombstone；

Haply；　of　some　dead　man　or　it　may　be　a　woman　there…under；

Even　like　hard　stood　they　there　attached　to　the　glorious　war…car；

Earthward　bowed　with　their　heads；　and　of　them　so　lamenting

incessant

Ran　the　hot　teardrops　downward　on　to　the　earth　from　their　eyelids；

Mourning　their　charioteer；　all　their　lustrous　manes　dusty…clotted；

Right　side　and　left　of　the　yoke…ring　tossed；　to　the　breadth　of　the

yoke…bow。

Now　when　the　issue　of　Kronos　beheld　that　sorrow；　his　head　shook

Pitying　them　for　their　grief；　these　words　then　he　spake　in　his

bosom；

〃Why；　ye　hapless；　gave　we　to　Peleus　you；　to　a　mortal

Master；　ye　that　are　ageless　both；　ye　both　of　you　deathless！

Was　it　that　ye　among　men　most　wretched　should　come　to　have　heart…

grief？

'Tis　most　true；　than　the　race　of　these　men　is　there　wretcheder

nowhere

Aught　over　earth's　range　found　that　is　gifted　with　breath　and　has

movement。〃







Poem：　The　Mares　Of　The　Camargue







＇From　the　MIREIO　of　Mistral＇



A　hundred　mares；　all　white！　their　manes

Like　mace…reed　of　the　marshy　plains

Thick…tufted；　wavy；　free　o'　the　shears：

And　when　the　fiery　squadron　rears

Bursting　at　speed；　each　mane　appears

Even　as　the　white　scarf　of　a　fay

Floating　upon　their　necks　along　the　heavens　away。



O　race　of　humankind；　take　shame！

For　never　yet　a　hand　could　tame；

Nor　bitter　spur　that　rips　the　flanks　subdue

The　mares　of　the　Camargue。　　I　have　known；

By　treason　snared；　some　captives　shown；

Expatriate　from　their　native　Rhone；

Led　off；　their　saline　pastures　far　from　view：



And　on　a　day；　with　prompt　rebound；

They　have　flung　their　riders　to　the　ground；

And　at　a　single　gallop；　scouring　free；

Wide…nostril'd　to　the　wind；　twice　ten

Of　long　marsh…leagues　devour'd；　and　then；

Back　to　the　Vacares　again；

After　ten　years　of　slavery　just　to　breathe　salt　sea



For　of　this　savage　race　unbent；

The　ocean　is　the　element。

Of　old　escaped　from　Neptune's　car；　full　sure；

Still　with　the　white　foam　fleck'd　are　they；

And　when　the　sea　puffs　black　from　grey；

And　ships　part　cables；　loudly　neigh

The　stallions　of　Camargue；　all　joyful　in　the　roar；



And　keen　as　a　whip　they　lash　and　crack

Their　tails　that　drag　the　dust；　and　back

Scratch　up　the　earth；　and　feel；　entering　their　flesh；　where　he；

The　God；　drives　deep　his　trident　teeth；

Who　in　one　horror；　above；　beneath；

Bids　storm　and　watery　deluge　seethe；

And　shatters　to　their　depths　the　abysses　of　the　sea。



Cant。　iv。











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