All 50 Uses of
cease
in
The Odyssey by Homer - (translated by: Pope)
- Him young Thousa bore (the bright increase Of Phorcys, dreaded in the sounds and seas); Whom Neptune eyed with bloom of beauty bless'd, And in his cave the yielding nymph compress'd For this the god constrains the Greek to roam, A hopeless exile from his native home, From death alone exempt—but cease to mourn; Let all combine to achieve his wish'd return; Neptune atoned, his wrath shall now refrain, Or thwart the synod of the gods in vain."†
Book 1
- Let not your soul be sunk in sad despair; He lives, he breathes this heavenly vital air, Among a savage race, whose shelfy bounds With ceaseless roar the foaming deep surrounds.†
Book 1
- Appear'd he now with such heroic port, As then conspicuous at the Taphian court; Soon should you boasters cease their haughty strife, Or each atone his guilty love with life.†
Book 1
- While she, laborious in delusion, spread The spacious loom, and mix'd the various thread: Where as to life the wondrous figures rise, Thus spoke the inventive queen, with artful sighs: "Though cold in death Ulysses breathes no more, Cease yet awhile to urge the bridal hour: Cease, till to great Laertes I bequeath A task of grief, his ornaments of death.†
Book 2
- While she, laborious in delusion, spread The spacious loom, and mix'd the various thread: Where as to life the wondrous figures rise, Thus spoke the inventive queen, with artful sighs: "Though cold in death Ulysses breathes no more, Cease yet awhile to urge the bridal hour: Cease, till to great Laertes I bequeath A task of grief, his ornaments of death.†
Book 2
- Why cease we then the wrath of heaven to stay?†
Book 2
- True, Greece affords a train of lovely dames, In wealth and beauty worthy of our flames: But never from this nobler suit we cease; For wealth and beauty less than virtue please.†
Book 2
- He ceased; and while abash'd the peers attend, Mentor arose, Ulysses' faithful friend: (When fierce in arms he sought the scenes of war, "My friend (he cried), my palace be thy care; Years roll'd on years my godlike sire decay, Guard thou his age, and his behests obey.†
Book 2
- That day, ere yet the bloody triumphs cease, Return'd Atrides to the coast of Greece, And safe to Argos port his navy brought, With gifts of price and ponderous treasure fraught.†
Book 3
- Ceasing, benevolent he straight assigns The royal portion of the choicest chines To each accepted friend; with grateful haste They share the honours of the rich repast.†
Book 4
- No peril in my cause he ceased to prove, His labours equall'd only by my love: And both alike to bitter fortune born, For him to suffer, and for me to mourn!†
Book 4
- He ceased; a gush of grief began to rise: Fast streams a tide from beauteous Helen's eyes; Fast for the sire the filial sorrows flow; The weeping monarch swells the mighty woe; Thy cheeks, Pisistratus, the tears bedew, While pictured so thy mind appear'd in view, Thy martial brother; on the Phrygian plain Extended pale, by swarthy Memnon slain!†
Book 4
- He ceased; the menial fair that round her wait, At Helen's beck prepare the room of state; Beneath an ample portico they spread The downy fleece to form the slumberous bed; And o'er soft palls of purple grain unfold Rich tapestry, stiff with interwoven gold: Then, through the illumined dome, to balmy rest The obsequious herald guides each princely guest; While to his regal bower the king ascends, And beauteous Helen on her lord attends.†
Book 4
- "I ceased, when affable the goddess cried: 'Observe, and in the truths I speak confide; The oracular seer frequents the Pharian coast, From whose high bed my birth divine I boast; Proteus, a name tremendous o'er the main, The delegate of Neptune's watery reign.†
Book 4
- "She ceased; and suppliant thus I made reply: 'O goddess I on thy aid my hopes rely; Dictate propitious to my duteous ear, What arts can captivate the changeful seer; For perilous the assay, unheard the toil, To elude the prescience of a god by guile.'†
Book 4
- She ceased, and bounding from the shelfy shore, Round the descending nymph the waves resounding roar.†
Book 4
- "He ceased: heart wounded with afflictive pain, (Doom'd to repeat the perils of the main, A shelfy track and long!†
Book 4
- " 'Press not too far,' replied the god: 'but cease To know what, known, will violate thy peace; Too curious of their doom! with friendly woe Thy breast will heave, and tears eternal flow.†
Book 4
- But when, superior to the rage of woe, I stood restored and tears had ceased to flow, Lenient of grief the pitying god began: 'Forget the brother, and resume the man.†
Book 4
- He ceased, and plunging in the vast profound, Beneath the god and whirling billows bound.†
Book 4
- With him, the peerage next in power to you; And Mentor, captain of the lordly crew, Or some celestial in his reverend form, Safe from the secret rock and adverse storm, Pilot's the course; for when the glimmering ray Of yester dawn disclosed the tender day, Mentor himself I saw, and much admired," Then ceased the youth, and from the court retired.†
Book 4
- She ceased; shrill ecstasies of joy declare The favouring goddess present to the prayer; The suitors heard, and deem'd the mirthful voice A signal of her hymeneal choice; Whilst one most jovial thus accosts the board: "Too late the queen selects a second lord; In evil hour the nuptial rite intends, When o'er her son disastrous death impends."†
Book 4
- Thy son the gods propitious will restore, And bid thee cease his absence to deplore.†
Book 4
- How in a realm so distant should you know From what deep source ceaseless sorrows flow?†
Book 4
- The voice of nymphs that haunt the sylvan bowers, The fair-hair'd Dryads of the shady wood; Or azure daughters of the silver flood; Or human voice? but issuing from the shades, Why cease I straight to learn what sound invades?"†
Book 6
- To whom the nymph: "O stranger, cease thy care; Wise is thy soul, but man is bore to bear; Jove weighs affairs of earth in dubious scales, And the good suffers, while the bad prevails.†
Book 6
- Before his eyes the purple vest he drew, Industrious to conceal the falling dew; But when the music paused, he ceased to shed The flowing tear, and raised his drooping head; And, lifting to the gods a goblet crown'd, He pour'd a pure libation to the ground.†
Book 8
- Again unmann'd, a shower of sorrows shed; Conceal'd he wept; the king observed alone The silent tear, and heard the secret groan; Then to the bard aloud—"O cease to sing, Dumb be thy voice and mute the harmonious string; Enough the feast has pleased, enough the power Of heavenly song has crown'd the genial hour!†
Book 8
- Thence to the queen: "O partner of our reign, O sole beloved! command thy menial train A polish'd chest and stately robes to bear, And healing waters for the bath prepare; That, bathed, our guest may bid his sorrows cease, Hear the sweet song, and taste the feast in peace.†
Book 8
- So from the sluices of Ulysses' eyes Fast fell the tears, and sighs succeeded sighs: Conceal'd he grieved: the king observed alone The silent tear, and heard the secret groan; Then to the bard aloud: "O cease to sing, Dumb be thy voice, and mute the tuneful string; To every note his tears responsive flow, And his great heart heaves with tumultuous woe; Thy lay too deeply moves: then cease the lay, And o'er the banquet every heart be gay: This social right demands: for him the sails,…†
Book 8
- …The silent tear, and heard the secret groan; Then to the bard aloud: "O cease to sing, Dumb be thy voice, and mute the tuneful string; To every note his tears responsive flow, And his great heart heaves with tumultuous woe; Thy lay too deeply moves: then cease the lay, And o'er the banquet every heart be gay: This social right demands: for him the sails, Floating in air, invite the impelling gales: His are the gifts of love: the wise and good Receive the stranger as a brother's blood.†
Book 8
- Oh! thy threatening fury cease; Sheathe thy bright sword, and join our hands in peace!†
Book 10
- The phantom-prophet ceased, and sunk from sight, To the black palace of eternal night.†
Book 11
- He ceased; but left so charming on their ear His voice, that listening still they seem'd to hear, Till, rising up, Arete silence broke, Stretch'd out her snowy hand, and thus she spoke: "What wondrous man heaven sends us in our guest; Through all his woes the hero shines confess'd; His comely port, his ample frame express A manly air, majestic in distress.†
Book 11
- But in thy consort cease to fear a foe, For thee she feels sincerity of woe; When Troy first bled beneath the Grecian arms, She shone unrivall'd with a blaze of charms; Thy infant son her fragrant bosom press'd, Hung at her knee, or wanton'd at her breast; But now the years a numerous train have ran; The blooming boy is ripen'd into man; Thy eyes shall see him burn with noble fire, The sire shall bless his son, the son his sire; But my Orestes never met these eyes, Without one look the…†
Book 11
- She ceased: and now arose the morning ray; Swift to her dome the goddess held her way.†
Book 12
- Oh cease thy course, and listen to our lay!†
Book 12
- 'Thus I: and while to shore the vessel flies, With hands uplifted they attest the skies: Then, where a fountain's gurgling waters play, They rush to land, and end in feasts the day: They feed; they quaff; and now (their hunger fled) Sigh for their friends devour'd, and mourn the dead; Nor cease the tears' till each in slumber shares A sweet forgetfulness of human cares.†
Book 12
- Why cease ye then to implore the powers above, And offer hecatombs to thundering Jove?†
Book 12
- He ceased; but left so pleasing on their ear His voice, that listening still they seem'd to hear.†
Book 13
- So may I find, when all my wanderings cease, My consort blameless, and my friends in peace.†
Book 13
- Whilst Eteoneus portions out the shares Atrides' son the purple draught prepares, And now (each sated with the genial feast, And the short rage of thirst and hunger ceased) Ulysses' son, with his illustrious friend, The horses join, the polish'd car ascend, Along the court the fiery steeds rebound, And the wide portal echoes to the sound.†
Book 15
- (with tears the prince returns) Yet cease to go—what man so blest but mourns?†
Book 16
- If outraged, cease that outrage to repel; Bear it, my son! howe'er thy heart rebel.†
Book 16
- —but cease, 'tis I command.†
Book 16
- Thus smooth he ended, yet his death conspired: Then sorrowing, with sad step the queen retired, With streaming eyes, all comfortless deplored, Touch'd with the dear remembrance of her lord: Nor ceased till Pallas bids her sorrows fly, And in soft slumber seal'd her flowing eye.†
Book 16
- Cease with those tears to melt a manly mind (Replied the prince); nor be our fates deplored, From death and treason to thy arms restored.†
Book 17
- The prince and stranger shared the genial feast, Till now the rage of thirst and hunger ceased.†
Book 17
- He ceased; nor made the pensive queen reply, But droop'd her head, and drew a secret sigh.†
Book 17
- Long has the minstrel swept the sounding wire, He fed, and ceased when silence held the lyre.†
Book 17
Definition:
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(cease) to stop or discontinue