Fragment of Homer's Iliad [5]
the words of Achilles to Priam, a suppliant before him. Take that incomparable line and a half of Dante, Ugolino's tremendous words—
'Io no piangeva; sì dentro impietrai.
Piangevan elli . . .' [6]
take the lovely words of Beatrice to Virgil—
'Io son fatta da Dio, sua mercè, tale,
Che la vostra miseria non mi tange,
Nè fiamma d'esto incendio non m'assale . . .' [7]
take the simple, but perfect, single line—
'In la sua volontade è nostra pace.' [8]
Take of Shakespeare a line or two of Henry the Fourth's expostulation with sleep—
'Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast
Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains
In cradle of the rude imperious surge . . .'