{"id":14877,"date":"2022-07-20T05:35:48","date_gmt":"2022-07-20T05:35:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.booksofall.com\/ja\/?post_type=product&p=14877"},"modified":"2022-07-20T05:36:00","modified_gmt":"2022-07-20T05:36:00","slug":"the-illiad-homer","status":"publish","type":"product","link":"https:\/\/www.booksofall.com\/ja\/the-illiad-homer\/","title":{"rendered":"The Illiad (Homer)"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Iliad is an ancient Greek<\/a> epic poem in dactylic hexameter<\/a>, traditionally attributed to Homer. Set during the Trojan War, the tenyear siege of the city of Troy by a coalition of Greek states, it tells of the battles and events during the weeks of a quarrel between King Agamemnon<\/a> and the warrior Achilles<\/a>.<\/p>\n

The quarrel between Agamemnon<\/a> and Achilles<\/a>\u2014Achilles withdraws from the war, and sends his mother Thetis to ask Jove to help the Trojans\u2014Scene between Jove and Juno on Olympus. Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first fell out with one another.<\/p>\n

And which of the gods was it that set them on to quarrel? It was the son of Jove and Leto; for he was angry with the king and sent a pestilence upon the host to plague the people, because the son of Atreus had dishonoured Chryses his priest. Now Chryses had come to the ships of the Achaeans to free his daughter, and had brought with him a great ransom: moreover he bore in his hand the sceptre of Apollo wreathed with a suppliant\u2019s wreath, and he besought the Achaeans, but most of all the two sons of Atreus, who were their chiefs.<\/p>\n

\u201cSons of Atreus,\u201d he cried, \u201cand all other Achaeans, may the gods who dwell in Olympus grant you to sack the city of Priam, and to reach your homes in safety; but free my daughter, and accept a ransom for her, in reverence to Apollo, son of Jove.\u201d<\/p>\n

On this the rest of the Achaeans with one voice were for respecting the priest and taking the ransom that he offered; but not so Agamemnon, who spoke fiercely to him and sent him roughly away. \u201cOld man,\u201d said he, \u201clet me not find you tarrying about our ships, nor yet coming hereafter. Your sceptre of the god and your wreath shall profit you nothing. I will not free her. She shall grow old in my house at Argos far from her own home, busying herself with her loom and visiting my couch; so go, and do not provoke me or it shall be the worse for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

The old man feared him and obeyed. Not a word he spoke, but went by the shore of the sounding sea and prayed apart to King Apollo whom lovely Leto had borne. \u201cHear me,\u201d he cried, \u201cO god of the silver bow, that protectest Chryse and holy Cilla and rulest Tenedos with thy might, hear me oh thou of Sminthe. If I have ever decked your temple with garlands, or burned your thigh-bones in fat of bulls or goats, grant my prayer, and let your arrows avenge these my tears upon the Danaans.\u201d<\/p>\n

Thus did he pray, and Apollo heard his prayer. He came down furious from the summits of Olympus, with his bow and his quiver upon his shoulder, and the arrows rattled on his back with the rage that trembled within him. He sat himself down away from the ships with a face as dark as night, and his silver bow rang death as he shot his arrow in the midst of them. First he smote their mules and their hounds, but presently he aimed his shafts at the people themselves, and all day long the pyres of the dead were burning.<\/p>\n

For nine whole days he shot his arrows among the people, but upon the tenth day Achilles called them in assembly\u2014moved thereto by Juno, who saw the Achaeans in their death-throes and had compassion upon them. Then, when they were got together, he rose and spoke among them.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"