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Iliad Books I-II Characters

Horizontales
Incensed at the king he swept a fatal plague through the army—men were dying … their bodies carrion, feasts for dogs and birds. (I.4-11)
“Welcome couriers, Good heralds of Zeus and men, here, come closer. You have done nothing to me. You are not to blame.” (I.394-396)
[One of] Nomion’s flamboyant sons, [he] strode into battle decked in gold like a girl, the fool! None of his trappings kept off grisly death. (II. 983-84)
“If you have any power at all protect your son! Persuade him, somehow, to help the Trojan cause, to pin the Achaeans back against their ships. trap them round the bay and mow them down.” (I.468…85)
The noble son of Anchises led the Dardanians, he whom Aphrodite bore with Anchises down in the folds of Ida, a goddess bedded with a man. (II.930-33)
She had seen how Thetis, Thetis quick on her glistening feet was hatching plans with Zeus. (I.647-49)
He pulled on a soft tunic, linen, never worn, and over it threw his flaring battle cape, under his smooth feet he fastened supple sandals, across his shoulder slung his silver studded sword. Then he seized the royal scepter…its power can never die. (II. 52-4)
“Look, I will bow my head if that will satisfy you. That, I’ll remind you, that among the immortal gods is the strongest, truest sign I can give.” (I. 626-28)
“What I really want is to keep my people safe, not see them dying. But fetch me another prize, and straight off too, else I alone … go without my honor. That would be a disgrace…look—my prize is snatched away.”(I. 130-141)
Here was the ugliest man who ever came to Troy. Bandy-legged, with one foot clubbed. (II. 250-51)
“You are both younger than I, in my time I struck up with better men than you…men like Pirithous, Dryas, that fine captain…they took to heart my councils” (I.303-04)
He dropped to a knee, let fly a shaft and a terrifying clash rang out from the great silver bow. First he went for the mules and circling dogs but then, launching a piercing shaft at the men themselves, he cut them down in droves--and the corpse-fires burned on, night and day, no end in sight (I. 55-60)
“Sing to me now, you Muses who hold the halls of Olympus! You are goddesses, you are everywhere, you know all things—all we hear is the distant ring of glory, we know nothing—who were the captains of Achaea? Who were the kings?” (II. 573-76)
“The god's enraged because Agamemnon spurned his priest, he refused to free his daughter, he refused the ransom.” (I.110-11)
Verticales
“Still asleep, Agamemnon? … Listen to me, quickly! Zeus commands you to arm your long-haired Achaeans, to attack at once, full force—now you can take the broad streets of Troy!” (II. 21-34)
“—Stop hoping to fathom my thoughts. You will find them a trial…Whatever I choose to plan apart from all the gods—probe and pry no more.” (I.656-60)
“No, don’t give up now. Range the Achaean ranks, with your winning words hold back each man you find—don’t let them haul their rolling ships to the sea!” (II.208-210)
“Old Priam, words endless words—that is your passion, always, as once in days of peace. But ceaseless war’s upon us! … I’ve never seen an army such as this.”(II. 905-910)
A far cry from the size of Telamonian Ajax—a smaller man but trim in his skintight corslet, he outthrew all the Achaeans with his spear. (II. 620-21)
“Here’s the best thing he’s done for the men—he’s put a stop to this babbling foul-mouthed fool! Never again will our gallant comrade risk his skin to attack the kings with insults.” (II.321-24)
A mastermind like Zeus, still standing fast, He had not laid a hand on his black-benched hull. (II. 197-98)
Now they might have won their journey home, fighting the will of fate, yes, of Hera had not alerted Athena. (II.181-183)
[The] Lord of the war cry led sixty ships. Amidst the [Lacedaemonian] ranks he marched, his own heart blazed the most to avenge the groans and shocks of war they’d borne for Helen. (II. 678-82)
Suddenly she rose from the churning surf like mist and settling down beside him she wept, stroked [him] gently, whispering his name, (I.424-426)
Nine days the arrows of god swept the army. On the tenth, ______________ called all the ranks to muster—the impulse seized him, sent by white-armed Hera grieving to see Achaean fighters drop and die. (I. 61-64)
“Cut and run! Sail home to the fatherland we love! We’ll never tale the broad streets of Troy.” (II.164-65)
“You remember the last time I rushed to your defense? He seized my foot, he hurled me off the tremendous threshold and all day long I dropped.” (I.711-13)
“—now bring my prayer to pass. Pay the Danaans back—your arrows for my tears” (I.48-9)
“Stop this fighting, now. Don’t lay hand to sword. One day glittering gifts will lie before you, three times over to pay for all this outrage. “ (I. 248-50)
“Oh my son, my sorrow, why did I ever near you? All I bore was doom.”(I.491-3)