Early morning splendour. Who can resist running barefoot along this shore on a day like this, enjoying, with Christopher Robin and Kim, the sand or mud between the toes, taking a refreshing dip? And yet I had the whole beach to myself. See also here.
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Prayers are Jove’s daughters
| Christopher Robin saying his prayers |
"One of the finest thoughts in the Iliad of Homer concerns prayer; I shall transcribe a principal part of this incomparable passage - incomparable when we consider its origin:
Prayers are Jove’s daughters; wrinkled, lame, slant-eyed,
Which, though far distant, yet with constant pace
Follow offense. Offence, robust of limb,
And treading firm the ground, outstrips them all,
And over all the earth, before them runs
Hurtful to man: they, following, heal the hurt.
Received respectfully when they approach,
They yield us aid, and listen when we pray.
But if we slight, and with obdurate heart
Resist them, to Saturnian Jove they cry.
Against, us supplicating, that offense
May cleave to us for vengeance of the wrong.
Thou, therefore, O Achilles! honor yield
To Jove‘s own daughters, vanquished as the brave
Have ofttimes been, by honor paid to thee.
"On this allegory the translator William Cowper makes the following remarks: “Wrinkled, because the countenance of a man, driven to prayer by a consciousness of guilt, is sorrowful and dejected. Lame, because it is a remedy to which men recur late, and with reluctance. Slant-eyed, either because in that state of humiliation they fear to lift up their eyes to heaven, or are employed in taking a retrospect of their past misconduct. The whole allegory, considering when and where it was composed, forms a very striking passage.” Prayer to God for mercy must have the qualifications marked above.
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Adam Clark,
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Iliad,
Psalm 88,
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