The poetical works of Robert Browning
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 edition. Excerpt: ...not any god hears prayer; While him who brought about such evils there, That unjust man, the god in grapple throws. Such an one, Paris goes Within the Atreidai's house--Shamed the gu...
MoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 edition. Excerpt: ...not any god hears prayer; While him who brought about such evils there, That unjust man, the god in grapple throws. Such an one, Paris goes Within the Atreidai's house--Shamed the guest's board by robbery of the spouse. And, leaving to her townsmen throngs a-spread With shields, and spear-thrusts of sea-armament, And bringing Ilion, in a dowry's stead, Destruction--swiftly through the gates she went, Daring the undareable. But many a groan outbroke From prophets of the House as thus they spoke. " Woe, woe the House, the House and Rulers,--woe The marriage-bed and dints A husband's love imprints! There she stands silent! meets no honour--no Shame--sweetest still to see of things gone long ago! And, through desire of one across the main, A ghost will seem within the house to reign. And hateful to the husband is the grace Of well-shaped statues: from--in place of eyes Those blanks--all Aphrodite dies. " But dream-appearing mournful fantasies--There they stand, bringing grace that's vain. For vain 't is, when brave things one seems to view; The fantasy has floated off, hands through; Gone, that appearance,--nowise left to creep,--On wings, the servants in the paths of sleep! " Woes, then, in household and on hearth, are such As these--and woes surpassing these by much. But not these only: everywhere--For those who from the land Of Hellas issued in a band, Sorrow, the heart must bear, Sits in the home of each, conspicuous there. Many a circumstance, at least, Touches the very breast. For those Whom any sent away,--he knows: And in the live man's stead, Armour and ashes reach The house of each. For Ares, gold-exchanger for the dead, And balance-holder in the fight o' the spear, Due-weight from Ilion sends--What moves the tear on tear--A charred scrap...
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