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A44267 The Iliads and Odysses of Homer translated out of Greek into English by Tho. Hobbes of Malmsbury ; with a large preface concerning the vertues of an heroick poem, written by the translator.; Works. English. 1677 Homer.; Hobbes, Thomas, 1588-1679.; Wallim, J. Life of Homer. 1677 (1677) Wing H2551; ESTC R38794 429,325 732

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therefore now have felt the Heav'nly Rods And brought upon themselves untimely death But tell me Nurse-how many women be That me dishonour and do wickedness Fifty said she do serve Penelope And learn to work and wait no more nor less Of these there twelve be that are impudent And care not for me nor Penelope Telemachus was young the Government To him of Maids might not well trusted be But now I 'll to my Ladies Chamber go Where she 's asleep Some God has clos'd her eyes To tell her you are here But he said No First call those women who do me despise And have behav'd themselves dishonestly Euryclea obeys and and goes her way And call'd those women Come away said she Telemachus i' th' Hall does for you stay Mean while Ulysses call'd Telemachus Unto him and his faithful Servants two Trusty Eumaeus and Philoetius Hear me said he what I would have you do Make these lewd women carry hence the dead The Chairs and Tables in the Hall make clean And when that bus'ness they have finished Into the Court make them go forth agen Into that narrow place 'twixt th' house and hedge Till they forget the Suiters Venery Make them of your sharp Swords to feel the edge And for their stoln unclean delight to die Then came the women down into the Hall Wailing and tears abundantly they shed And presently unto their work they fall Into the Porch they carry out the dead Ulysses giving order standeth by Telemachus then and Philoetius Also Fumaeus do with shovels ply The Pavement dawb'd with blood and cleanse 〈◊〉 house Scraping together dust and blood and that The women also carry out adore But when this bus'ness now an end was at There rested for them yet one bus'ness more They brought them thence into the narrow place From whence there was no hope at all to fly You said Telemachus for the disgrace Done to me and my Mother must not die An honest death This having said he stretcht Between two Pillars high a great strong Rope That with their feet the ground could not be reacht Hung there they sprawl'd awhile but could not drop Then down they drag'd Melantheus and his Nose And Ears with cruel sleel from 's head they tear And brake his Arms and Legs with many blows And to the Dogs to eat they threw his Gear Their work now done they washt their hands feet And to Ulysses in the Hall they went Who having found the place not very sweet For Brimstone call'd to take away the scent Euryclea said he ferch Brimstone hither And Fire and also wake Penelope And bid her Maids come to me all together But hasten them to come Then answer'd she Dear Child 't is well said But first let me go And bring you better Cloaths a Coat and Vest These Rags become you not Then said he No. Bring me fire first and after do the rest Then Fire she brought and Brimstone presently Wherewith he aired both the Court and Hall The Nurse then up goes to the Rooms on high To call the Maids T' Ulysser they came all They weep and sob and all embrace Ulysses And kits his head and shoulders shake his hand And he again saluteth them with kisses Weeping for joy they all about him stand LIB XXIII TH' old woman to the upper Rooms ascended To wake Penelope and let her know Her Husband was return'd Her joy amended Much had her pace and well she ambled now And standing at her head Rise Child said she The Gods at last have granted you your wishes Come down into the Hall where you shall see The so long by you wisht-for man Ulysses The Suiters he has killed ev'ry one Who needs the Stewards of his house would be In despight of Telemachus his Son And live upon his Substance lavishly To her again Penelope thus spake The Go●● Euryclea sure have made you mad The Gods can wise men fools and fools wise make The Gods have done you hurt more Wit you had You do me wrong that know how little sleep I have enjoyed since he went to Troy I never so well slept since but still weep And now you come and wake me with a toy Be gone if 't had been any Maid but you I should have sent her not well pleas'd away But to your age some more respect is due Go down again into the House you may Dear Child said she I mock not for 't is true Ulysses is i' th' house That Stranger 's he Telemachus and no man else him knew And known to others would not let him be Till they these proud and naughty men had kill'd Penelope then starting from the bed Embrac'd the Nurse her eye with tears were fill'd And as yet doubtful still she questioned Euryclea is all this true you say Is he indeed come home Be serious How could he the proud Suiters all destroy He being but one they many in the House Nor saw nor askr I but I heard the groans Of dying men for up we were all shut Within our doors and lockt up all at once And of our lives into a fear were put Till me your Son Telemachus call'd out To come t' Ulysses In the Hall he stood And there in heaps the slain lay him about That like a Lion stood besmear'd with blood You would have joy'd to see him Now they lie I' th' Court all in one heap But busie he Is airing of the house a great fire by And for to call you hither has sent me But come that in each other you may joy For now at last your wishes granted be Ulysses come your Son is past a Boy And their revenge upon the Woo'rs they see Nurse answered she triumph not out of season For to be glad to see him in the house You know there none is that have so much reason As I have and our Son Te●emachus But 't is not truth you tell me What you say Will come at last to nothing else but this It was some God that did the Suiters slay Hating the sight of what they did amiss There never man came to them that can boast He parted from them without injuries So by their wickedness their lives they lost Ulysses may have perisht for all this Euryclea to this again repli'd Dear Chid what words are these that from you come Ulysses stands i' th' Hall at the fires side And yet you say he never will come home But well I 'll tell you now a surer signe When I was washing of his legs and feet I saw where th'wound was giv'n him by the Swine And had then told you had he thought it meet But with his hand for that cause stopt my breath Come I will lay my life on 't willingly If it be false put me to cruel death To this Penelope did then reply The purpose of the Gods wire though you be You know not Nurse But I 'll go to my Son And there upon the place with him I 'll
and Ionians Bo●otians Locrians all oppose their might To Hector's Trojans Dardans Lycians And led were by good men Th' Athenians By Mnesthius Bias Phidas Stichius Meges the leading had of th' Epians And with him Amphion and Dracius Medon and Meneptolemus brought on The Pthians Medon was Ajaxes Brother And of Oileus the natural Son Not gotten by his Wife but by another His Wife was call'd Eriopis And he For killing of her Brother forced fled To save himself to th' Town of Phylacie Where Meneptolemus was born and bred And so the Phthian Leaders were these two And ' mongst the chief of the Boeotians fought To keep the Trojans from approaching to The Argive Ships to burn them as they thought But Ajax the swift Son of Oeleus Not all this while departed from the side Of Ajax Son of Telamonius But as two Oxen which the ground divide Go tugging of the Plow with one consent Till underneath their Horns their Foreheads sweat So labouring in the field together went Yoakt both the Little Ajax and the Great But Telamonius was followed With good Companions who when there was cause His mighty Buckler for him carried The other destitute of followers was For none but Locrians to the War he led Who have no use of Bucklers when they fight Nor Spears nor Helmets that defend the Head But came to Troy with Bows and Arrows light And in a standing Fight durst not abide But from behind the Argive Ranks unseen They Hector and his Trojans terrifi'd Incessantly with showrs of Arrows keen Whilst from the Front with Spears they plagued were The Trojans courage then was so allaid That into Troy they all had run for fear But that Polydamas to Hector said Hector you are a man uncounsellable Because in deeds of Arms you so excel You think your self in Counsel too most able As if all vertues must in one man dwell The Gods to some have given well to fight And others with the Muses they have grac'd Others with Dance the people to delight And in the minds of others Wisdom plac'd The fruit whereof by many is enjoy'd It Cities saves as they that have it know VVhich quickly would without it be destroy'd But what we are to do I 'll tell you now The VVar now lyeth only on your hand For since we past the VVall some quite give ore And armed as they were do idle stand And th' Enemy than ours that fight are more Therefore retire and call the Princes hither That it may be determin'd by them all Upon mature deliberation whether Upon the Argives at their Ships to fall If so it please the Gods or otherwise Since Ajax there resolved is to stay How with most safety we may hence arise For they are in our debt for yesterday So said Polydamas and Hector thought The counsel not amiss and streight obey'd And armed from his Charriot leapt out And standing on the ground unto him said Polydamas stay you and here detain The Trojan Chiefs while to the Fight I go And give some Orders there I shall again Be with you quickly when I have done so He mist Deiphobus and Helenus And valiant Adamas Afiades And Asius the Son of Hyrtacus And went about the field to look for these Of which some wounded were retir'd to Troy And some in Battle by the Argives kill'd But found his Brother Paris in his way Encouraging his men upon the Field And spake unto him in ill Language thus Unlucky Paris fine man Lover keen Where are Deiphobus and Helenus And Adamas Where are they to be seen And what is of Othryoneus become And where is Asius Now certainly Down to the ground burnt will be Ilium And thou a miserable death wilt die So Hector said and Paris thus repli'd Hector there was for such words now no cause Sometimes perhaps you may me justly chide I do not think a Coward born I was For since unto the Ships you brought the War We with the Greeks perpetually have fought But those you miss slain by the Argives are Save that Deiphobus was carri'd out And Helenus both wounded in the hand Now lead us on to what part you think fit We ready are to do what you command As far as strength of body will permit This said his Brother reconciled was And both went to where cruelly they fought About Cebriones Polydamas Orthoeus Polyphoetes and about Phalces and Palmes and the Children two Ascanius Moris of Hippotion Who Ilium but the day before come to And now to th' Battle went by Jove set on As when a storm of wind falls on the Plain The Sea erects it self in ridges white And foaming rolls in order on the Main So to the Greeks with Helmets shining bright The Trojans one another followed In order with their Captains to the Fight And Hector like another Mars at th' Head With Buckler round and strong and Armour bright His Buckler he before him held far out That cover'd was his body with the same And peeping under it he look'd about And in that posture to the Argives came And at the foremost Ranks went here and there To try if through them he could passage make But fast they stood nor at it troubled were And Ajax seeing it unto him spake Come neerer man Why think you to affright The Greeks we are not so unus'd to War Nor are we driven hither by your might But by the hand of Jove afflicted are Hictor I know to burn our Ships you think But we have hands as good the Ships to save And Troy will first I think in t ' Ashes sink And shortly I believe you 'll wish to have And pray to Jove and all the Pow'rs on high For Horses that run faster than Hawks fly That from the Ships you may go speedily This said an Eag'e Dexter presently Flew over them And they Jove's Prodigy Received gladly with a mighty cry Then thus to Ajax Hector did reply Ajax you love to prate and brag and lye O that the Son of Jove as sure were I And had been certainly conceived by Juno Jove's Wife and as a Deity Like Pallas and Apollo ne're to die As I am sure great woe will fall this day Upon the Argives all and then be kill●d If for the coming of my Spear thou stay And Dogs and Kites shall eat thee in the Field This said he led away The Trojans shout So do the Argives and resolv'd to try The power of their Foes with courage stou● The noise on both sides went up to the sky ILIAD LIB XIV Now Nestor with Macaon drinking sat And heard the Greeks and Trojans fighting roar And to him said Macaon hear you that The noise is greater much than 't was before Let Hecamede ore the fire set water And wash away the blood from off your sore While I go hence and see what is the matter But at the Wine sit you still as before This said he took up Thrasymedes Shield And Thrasymedes his Son took up his And
hands Betimes to morrow We 'll talk of this Telemachus and I. This sa●d Asphalion came in with water They wash'd and on the meat their hands they laid But in the mean time Helena Joves Daughter An Antidote into the wine convei'd An Antidote that vertue had to keep The man that drank it mixed with his wine So as for all that day he should not weep Nor for whatever should befal him whine No though his Father or his Mother di'd Or Friend or Brother slain were in his sight By cruel Enemies that them envi'd Such was of Helens Medicine the might Which t' her in Aegypt Thon's wife given had Where many Drugs of wondrous vertue grow Some here some there and some good and some bad For all men there the Art of Physick know For why from Paean sp●ung are all those men The Antidote put in she bad the wine Be born about And then she said agen King Menelaus offspring of Gods divine Descended from the Gods are also these And Jove good fortune gives sometimes to one And sometimes to another as he please For he can do whatever can be done Feast then and merrily together sit And please your selves with stories I 'll tell one And which as to the time is not unfit Of what at Troy was by Ulysses done I will not tell you all the pranks he plaid But onely how he came into the Town With canvas Mantle o'r his shoulders laid Bloody with stripes from no hand but his own And by the name of Dectes there did pass And as a slave went freely up and down When such man in the Fleet at all none was And was to every one but me unknown I question'd him and he at first was shy But when I bath'd him and anointed had And cloth'd and tane an Oath of secresie He told me what designe the Argives had Then having gotten much Intelligence And many of the Trojan people slain He safely to the fleet departed thence Leaving their Wives lamenting there in vain But I was glad For changed was my minde And griev'd by Venus t' have been made so mad To leave my Child Hermione behind And my good Husband when no cause I had Then Menelaus said Your Story Wife Is to the purpose Countries I have seen Many and oft with Heroes in my life In Councels sitten but was never in The place where any like Ulysses sat I'th'Wooden Horse I 'll tell you what he did No man did ever such a thing as that The Princes of the Army there lay hid Death and destruction bearing into Troy Some Daemon then that was no friend to us Made you come forth our Counsel to destroy And with you also came Deiphobus And thrice about the Wooden Horse you went And called to us ev'ry man by name And our Wives voices so did represent As not to be discerned from the same I' th' midst Ulysses Diomed and I Heard well your call as we together sat And ready were to go forth or reply But by Ulysses hindred were of that But Anticlus had answered certainly Had not Ulysses when he heard her call Laid hand upon his mouth immediately And held till you were gone That sav'd us all 'T was much then said Telemachus but this Was not enough the man alive to keep Though made of steel whose end determin'd is But now O King the time is come for sleep Then Helen to her women order gave To see their Beds made ready and lay on Fair Purple Rugs and under them to have Soft Blankets and fine Coverlids upon Before the liouse in Chamber o'r the Gate But in the inmost of the Palace lay King Menelaus with his Royal Mate And rose again together with the day And when he had himself attir'd and shod And hung his trusty sword had by his side Out of his Chamber came he like a God And to Telemachus himself appli'd Telemachus said he what bringeth you To Lacedaemon o'r the Sea so wide Publick or private bus'ness Tell me true Telemachus unto him then repli'd To you King Menelaus I am come T' enquire what of my Father is betide My house is full of Enemies at home That me consume and there resolve t' abide I' th' fields they fruitless make my husbandry My stock they eat and would my Mother wed This made me come to know the certainty Whether my Father be alive or dead Whether you saw him after he left Troy Wandring abroad For he was born to woe Or of him any thing heard others say Let tenderness hide nothing that you know If in the Argive Host he useful were In Counsel or in Battle when need was Tell me the truth be 't never so severe To this much grieved answer'd Menelaus Yes yes said he there many enter'd be Into a strong mans house while he 's away And are in hope to dwell there constantly Though not so valiant as he be they As when a Stag and Hind entring the Den Of th' absent Lion lulls his whelps with tales Of Hills and Dales the Lion comes agen And tears them into pieces with his nails So shall Ulysses all those Suiters slay O that the Gods Apollo Pallas Jove Amongst the Suiters set him would one day Such as when with Philonelid he strove And threw him flat and made the Argives glad If such as then Ulysses should be there Short would their lives be and their wedding bad But to the matter whereof you would hear I can say nothing upon certainty And my own knowledge But what I was told By Proteus And tell I will no lie Nor any thing of what he said with-hold Before the Land of Aegypt Pharos lies An Island and therein a Haven good Against whatever wind shall chance to ●ise And ready to depart my ships there stood A days sail distant stands it in the Main But ' cause the Hecatomb I offer'd not The Gods a long time did me there detain For they are angry when they are forgot There twenty days together we were pent Though fain we would have put again to Sea And our Provision had quite been spent But that I then met with Idoth●ë She daughter is of Proteus And he A Herdsman old of Neptune is and has The charge his Sea-calves kept and fed to see His daughter met me when alone I was My Company their dinner to provide With Angle rods were fishing on the strand Then said she to me standing by my side Why stay you here and nothing take in hand To help your self as if a Child you were Or negligent or loved misery Suffring your self to be so long pent here Or can you no way find to be set free What God you be soever answer'd I Thus much unto you I must plainly say That in this Isle I stay unwillingly And for my freedom to the Gods I pray But tell me you for Gods know every thing What God is it that to this place me ti'd And what it is that must me from it bring
save me can Welcome you are then said Telemachus Aboard let 's go where you shall have such chear As we can make and hath contented us Then took and on the deck he laid his Spear And up into the Ship he went and at The Stern he plac'd himself and close by him The Stranger Theoclymenus down sat Then bids Telemachus the ship to trim And straight the Mast upright they set and bind And hoise their Sails with ropes of good Cow-hide And Pallas sent them a good strong forewind And swiftly did the Ship the Sea divide The Sun was down and doubtful was the light When he to Pherae came and passed by And then by Elis coasted he all night And came unto the Thoae Islands nigh And thought upon the Suiters in his way Ulysses and Eumaeus supping sat And when their hunger they had put away The Tables gone they leasure had to chat And then Ulysses had a mind to know Whether Eumaeus rather had he staid Ich ' Lodge with him or to the City go And to the Company he spake and said Hear me Eumaeus and you all his Friends I stay here helping to consume your meat My mind me to the City rather bends For Bread and Wine there begging I shall get But I must then entreat you to provide Some good man to go with me Being there Necessity it self will be my guide To find the houses where there is good chear And if I go unto Ulysses Doors Unto Penelope I can tell news And make my self well known unto the Woo'rs And they to give me meat will not resuse I can do any service that they will Thank Mercury to whom I owe that good Few be they can compare with me for skill To make a Fire or to cleave out Wood To roast and carve Meat or Wine to give out Or any thing that Great Mens Servants do Ay me Eumaeus said Poor man what thought Is this of yours D' ye long to perish so As you must do if you among them stay Their insolence is known up to the Sky You are not like their Serving men For they Are young and are apparell'd handsomely With Coat and Vest Their heads and faces shine With Unguents sweet Stay therefore here with me There 's none that at your staying doth repine Nor I nor any of my Company Telemachus when he comes home agen Shall give you Garments a fair Coat and Vest And good Shooes also to your feet and then See you convoy'd to what place you think best To this Ulysses-answered and said O that Jove lov'd you but as well as I You have me from a wre●ched wandring staid The Belly brings to men much misery Then said Ulysses Since I am to stay Say of Ulysses Parents if you know His Father and his Mother whether they Be both remaining yet alive or no. To this Eumaeus said Laertes lives But wofully and weary of his life Still for the absence of his Son he grieves But more lamenteth the death of his Wife The loss of her was that first made him old She di'd for grief thinking her Son was dead As sad a death it was as can be told May we from such death be delivered While she was living though she grieved were When cause there was I could have askt her mind Freely For why with her own Daughter dear She brought me up and never was but kind This Daughter Ctimene when come of age For she the youngest was to Same went To a rich man given in Marriage But I well clad in C●at and Vest was sent And shooe● upon my seet into the field For she a purpose had to do me good But now the time does no such kindness yield And yet the blessed Gods provide me food For they so well have multipli'd my Swine That we have still enough of meat and drink And wherewithal to make a poor man dine Although the Suiter riot make them shrink ●ot since this woe Penelope befel 'T is harsh to her to hear of business Yet Servants need her both to ask and tell All that belongeth to their Offices And also sometimes may be need they had I' th' house to eat and carry somewhat home Of that whereof Servants are most part glad And which unto their Lodges never come Ho said Ulysses since it doth appear You were a Traveller when but a Boy Tell me I pray what your Adventures were And what your sufferings were upon the way Was your Town plund'red by the Enemies And you brought hither as a part o' th' prey Or been by Thieves for you were no ill prize As you kept Sheep or Cattle brought away Then said Eumaeus Since to hear the Story Of how I h●ther came it is your pleasure Sit patiently the Wine there stands before ye For sleep and joy the long nights give us leasure It is not good too soon to go to bed For too much sleep is but a weariness The rest that will may go and morning spread Drive forth the Swine which is their business Mean while let us sit here and drink and chat And Stories of our sad Adventures tell For much contentment there is ev'n in that To them that suffer'd have and come off well But to my Story now An Isle there is Under the Tropique of the Sun not great Call'd Syria but very fertile 't is Well stor'd with Kine and Sheep and Wine and Wheat Where Famine never enter'd nor Disease Amongst the people When a man was aged Dian ' and Phoebus made him die with ease And gentle shafts the pain of death asswaged Two Towns it had Their Laws were not the same But of them both my Father was the King Phoenician Merchants Rats then thither came And in their Ships did many Baubles bring There then was in my Fathers house a Maid Phoenician born that well could sowe and spin As washing Clothes she at the Seas side staid One of these Merchants sooth'd her into fin For good Work women may be made do that If fl●tter'd well And then he askt her name And whence she was And truth she told the Rat. From Sidon said she a rich Town I came And Daughter am of wealthy Arybas But Taphian Th●eves took me by force away As homewards from the field I going was And sold me to this man with whom I stay Then said the Merchant man that did her wi●e Will you to Sidon home return with me And see your Parents They are still alive And rich as heretofore I will said she If you and all your company will swear At Sidon you will set me safe ashore And when all sworn and agreed on it were The woman spake again and this said more If any of you see me in the stree● Or at the Well speak not at all to me Lest any of the house should chance to see 't And tell my Master Jealous he will be Put me in Bonds and seek you to destroy Buy quickly what you buy and ready be And