Frases de Homero

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“La juventud tiene el genio vivo y el juicio débil.”

“El pueblo me silba, pero yo me aplaudo en mi casa mientras contemplo cariñosamente las monedas en mi caja fuerte.”

“El genio se descubre en la fortuna adversa; en la prosperidad se oculta.”

“En la juventud y en la belleza la sabiduría es escasa.”

“Todo hombre sabio ama a la esposa que ha elegido.”

“Nace una fuerza de la unión de los hombres, aunque sean débiles; y nosotros somos capaces de luchar con los valientes.”

“El vino aumenta mucho el vigor del hombre fatigado”

“Igual que bajo la tormenta la oscura tierra se empapa entera el día otoñal en que con insuperable violencia vierte el agua Zeus para manifestar su ira, rencoroso contra los hombres que en la plaza dictan sentencias torcidas abusando de su poder y destierran la justicia sin ningún miramiento por los dioses; los cauces de todos sus ríos se desbordan, los torrentes hienden entonces barrancos en muchas colinas y en la ondulante costa se precipitan con grandes clamores desde la cima de los montes, anegando las labores de las gentes;
tan grandes eran los clamores de las yeguas troyanas al correr.”

“Ojalá os volvierais agua y tierra ahí mismo donde estáis sentados, hombres sin corazón y sin honor.”

“La relación que existe entre los autores mediocres y la crítica mediocre es más o menos ésta: ninguno se fía del otro.”

“De los que sienten este temor, son más los que se salvan que los que mueren; los que huyen, ni alcanzan gloria, ni entre sí se ayudan.”

“El esclavo pierde la mitad de su alma cuando entra en servidumbre.”

“… y, avanzando, era como una noche sombría”

“Por espacio de nueve días acarrearon abundante leña; y, cuando por décima vez apuntó la aurora, que trae la luz a los mortales, sacaron llorando el cadáver del audaz Héctor, lo pusieron en lo alto de la pira y le prendieron fuego.”

“Pero aquel que se siente tocado por mi lanza no tarda en expirar. Su esposa se desgarra las mejillas, quedan sus hijos huérfanos y enrojece él la tierra con su sangre, y se corrompe, y hay en torno suyo más aves de rapiña que hembras gemebundas”

“La fortuna es como un vestido: muy holgado nos embaraza, y muy estrecho nos oprime.”

“«Combatieron con roedor encono, y se separaron unidos por la amistad.»”

“Tú, ¿por qué tienes tanto miedo a la guerra y la matanza? Incluso si el resto de nosotros caemos y morimos a tu alrededor, luchando por las naves, no correrás el riesgo de morir: te falta el corazón para aguantar en combate, ¡cobarde!”

“… Como esa estrella del verano menguante que más allá de todas las estrellas se eleva bañada en la corriente del océano para brillar con fulgor.”

“I hate saying the same thing over and over again.”

“These things surely lie on the knees of the gods.”

“His cold remains all naked to the sky,
On distant shores unwept, unburied lie.”

“Easily seen is the strength that is given from Zeus to mortals.”

“Then Ulysses rejoiced at finding himself again in his own land, and kissed the bounteous soil.”

“With many a weary step, and many a groan,
Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone;
The huge round stone, resulting with a bound,
Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.”

“I’d rather die at sea, with one deep gulp of death,
than die by inches on this desolate island here!”

“Then looking at him darkly resourceful Odysseus spoke to him:
"What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?"”

“But when he let loose that great voice from his chest
and the words came piling on like a driving winter blizzard —
then no man alive could rival Odysseus! Odysseus…
we no longer gazed in wonder at his looks.”

“Shameless they give, who give what's not their own.”

“All ways of dying are hateful to us poor mortals,
true, but to die of hunger, starve to death—
that's the worst of all.”

“I am foremost of all the Trojan warriors to stave the day of bondage from off them; as for you, vultures shall devour you here.”

“He bent drooping his head to one side, as a garden poppy
bends beneath the weight of its yield and the rains of springtime;
so his head bent slack to one side beneath the helm's weight.”

“But the will of Zeus will always overpower the will of men.”

“So they spoke, and both springing down from behind their horses
gripped each other's hands and exchanged the promise of friendship;
but Zeus the son of Kronos stole away the wits of Glaukos
who exchanged with Diomedes the son of Tydeus armour
of gold for bronze, for nine oxen's worth the worth of a hundred.”

“The chief indignant grins a ghastly smile.”

“By god, I'd rather slave on earth for another man—
some dirt-poor tenant farmer who scrapes to keep alive—
than rule down here over all the breathless dead.”

“The woodcutter is far better for skill than he is for brute strength.
It is by skill that the sea captain holds his rapid ship
on its course, though torn by winds, over the wine-blue water.
By skill charioteer outpasses charioteer.”

“The Fates have given mortals hearts that can endure.”

“Worthless is as worthless does.”

“Bad herdsmen waste the flocks which thou hast left behind.”

“For a man will not have strength to fight his way forward all day
long until the sun goes down if he is starved for food.”

“Not that I'd grudge a tear
for any man gone down to meet his fate.
What other tribute can we pay to wretched men
than to cut a lock, let tears roll down our cheeks?”

“Servants, when their lords no longer sway,
Their minds no more to righteous courses bend.
Half that man's virtue doth Zeus take away,
Whom he surrenders to the servile day.”

“Lordship for many is no good thing. Let there be one ruler,
one king.”

“Grey-eyed Athene sent them a favourable gale, a fresh West Wind, singing over the wine-dark sea.”

“From whose lips the streams of words ran sweeter than honey.”

“I say further, and lay my saying to your heart, you too shall live but for a little season; death and the day of your doom are close upon you, and they will lay you low by the hand of Achilles son of Aiakos.”

“Cursed is the man, and void of law and right,
Unworthy property, unworthy light,
Unfit for public rule, or private care,
That wretch, that monster, that delights in war:
Whose lust is murder, and whose horrid joy
To tear his country, and his kind destroy!”