Frasi di Omero

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“Come lieta appare la terra a chi nuota
se Poseidone infranta gli abbia la nave
urtata dal vento e dall'onde furiose, e pochi
sfuggirono al mare nuotando e toccaron la riva,
e molta e densa salsedine incrosta la pelle,
e scampati da morte a terra vengon allegri:
similmente apparve alla donna caro il marito.”

“Mescola un po' d'insania alla tua saggezza: è dolce dimenticare nel luogo giusto.”

“Cresceva, dentro al cortile, un tronco d’olivo dalle foglie sottili, rigoglioso, fiorente, largo come una colonna. Intorno a questo io eressi il talamo, che feci con pietre fittamente connesse e ricoprii con il tetto ben fatto; e la porta applicai, solida e salda. Poi recisi la chioma dell’olivo dalle foglie sottili, il tronco sgrossai dalla radice, lo piallai tutt’intorno con l’ascia di bronzo, abilmente, lo livellai a filo di squadra e ricavai una base che lavorai tutta a traforo. Cominciando da questa levigavo anche il letto, ornandolo d’oro, d’argento, d’avorio.”

“[Sulle citazioni] Parole alate.”

“Afrodita, amante de la risa”

“Tutti gli uomini hanno bisogno degli dèi.”

“Anche uno sciocco impara qualcosa quando lo colpisce.”

“… like that star of the waning summer who beyond all stars rises bathed in the ocean stream to glitter in brilliance.”

“No man or woman born, coward or brave, can shun his destiny.”

“Youth is quick in feeling but weak in judgement.”

“His descent was like nightfall.”

“Why cover the same ground again?… It goes against my grain to repeat a tale told once, and told so clearly.”

“Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.”

“out of sight, out of mind”

“Beauty! Terrible Beauty!
A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!”

“Immortals are never alien to one another.”

“Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.”

“Wine can of their wits the wise beguile, Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile”

“Still, we will let all this be a thing of the past, though it hurts us, and beat down by constraint the anger that rises inside us.
Now I am making an end of my anger. It does not become me, unrelentingly to rage on”

“Here, therefore, huge and mighty warrior though you be, here shall you die.”

“Yea, and if some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep,
even so I will endure…
For already have I suffered full much,
and much have I toiled in perils of waves and war.
Let this be added to the tale of those.”

“The roaring seas and many a dark range of mountains lie between us.”

“Even his griefs are a joy long after to one that remembers all that he wrought and endured.”

“Why have you come to me here, dear heart, with all these instructions? I promise you I will do everything just as you ask. But come closer. Let us give in to grief, however briefly, in each other's arms.”

“…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.”

“Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over the heads of men to trap us all. She entangles one man, now another.”

“Aries in his many fits knows no favorites.”

“Come then, put away your sword in its sheath, and let us two go up into my bed so that, lying together in the bed of love, we may then have faith and trust in each other.”

“down from his brow
she ran his curls
like thick hyacinth clusters
full of blooms”

“As is the generation of leaves, so is that of humanity.
The wind scatters the leaves on the ground, but the live timber
Burgeons with leaves again in the season of spring returning.
So one generation of men will grow while another dies.”

“A small rock holds back a great wave.”

“I have no interest at all in food and drink, but only in slaughter and blood and the agonized groans of mangled men”

“Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story
of that man skilled in all ways of contending,
the wanderer, harried for years on end”

“You wine sack, with a dog's eyes, with a deer's heart.”

“May you be turned every man of you into earth and water as you sit spiritless and inglorious in your places.”

“He lacks the sense to see a day behind, a day ahead.”