All 23 Uses of
scorn
in
The Iliad by Homer - (translated by: Edward)
- Jove's and Latona's son; he, filled with wrath Against the King, with deadly pestilence The camp afflicted,—and the people died,— For Chryses' sake, his priest, whom Atreus' son With scorn dismiss'd, when to the Grecian ships He came, his captive daughter to redeem, With costly ransom charg'd; and in his hand The sacred fillet of his God he bore, And golden staff; to all he sued, but chief To Atreus' sons, twin captains of the host: "Ye sons of Atreus, and ye well-greav'd Greeks, May…†
Chpt 1.1
- Embolden'd thus, th' unerring prophet spoke: "Not for neglected hecatombs or pray'rs, But for his priest, whom Agamemnon scorn'd, Nor took his ransom, nor his child restor'd; On his account the Far-destroyer sends This scourge of pestilence, and yet will send; Nor shall we cease his heavy hand to feel, Till to her sire we give the bright-ey'd girl, Unbought, unransom'd, and to Chrysa's shore A solemn hecatomb despatch; this done, The God, appeas'd, his anger may remit."†
Chpt 1.1
- To whom Achilles thus with scornful glance; "Oh, cloth'd in shamelessness! oh, sordid soul!†
Chpt 1.1
- Who thus with prudent speech replied, and said: "O friends, the chiefs and councillors of Greece, If any other had this Vision seen, We should have deem'd it false, and laugh'd to scorn The idle tale; but now it hath appear'd, Of all our army, to the foremost man: Seek we then straight to arm the sons of Greece."†
Chpt 1.2
- I will not call you men! why go we not Home with our ships, and leave this mighty chief To gloat upon his treasures, and find out Whether in truth he need our aid, or no; Who on Achilles, his superior far, Foul scorn hath cast, and robb'd him of his prize, Which for himself he keeps?†
Chpt 1.2
- On Agamemnon, leader of the host, With words like these Thersites pour'd his hate; But straight Ulysses at his side appear'd, And spoke, with scornful glance, in stern rebuke: "Thou babbling fool, Thersites, prompt of speech, Restrain thy tongue, nor singly thus presume The Kings to slander; thou, the meanest far Of all that with the Atridae came to Troy.†
Chpt 1.2
- Who from Adraste, and Apaesus' realm, From Pityeia, and the lofty hill Tereian came, with linen corslets girt, Adrastus and Amphius led; two sons Of Merops of Percote; deeply vers'd Was he in prophecy; and from the war Would fain have kept his sons; but they, by fate, Doom'd to impending death, his caution scorn'd.†
Chpt 1.2
- Thy work undone; and with insulting scorn Some vaunting Trojan, leaping on the tomb Of noble Menelaus, thus shall say: 'On all his foes may Agamemnon so His wrath accomplish, who hath hither led Of Greeks a mighty army, all in vain; And bootless home with empty ships hath gone, And valiant Menelaus left behind;' Thus when men speak, gape, earth, and hide my shame."†
Chpt 1.4
- 'Twere foul disgrace indeed, and scorn on scorn, If Hector's challenge none of all the Greeks Should dare accept; to dust and water turn All ye who here inglorious, heartless sit!†
Chpt 1.7 *
- 'Twere foul disgrace indeed, and scorn on scorn, If Hector's challenge none of all the Greeks Should dare accept; to dust and water turn All ye who here inglorious, heartless sit!†
Chpt 1.7
- Loud shouted Hector of the glancing helm: "Tydides, heretofore the warrior Greeks Have held thee in much honour; plac'd on high At banquets, and with lib'ral portions grac'd, And flowing cups: but thou, from this day forth, Shalt be their scorn! a woman's soul is thine!†
Chpt 2.8
- Whom answer'd thus Achilles, swift of foot: "Illustrious Ajax, son of Telamon, Without offence hast thou thy message giv'n; But fury fills my soul, whene'er I think How Agamemnon, 'mid th' assembled Greeks, Insulting, held me forth to public scorn, As some dishonour'd, houseless vagabond.†
Chpt 2.9
- To whom Ulysses thus with scornful smile: "High soar'd thy hopes indeed, that thought to win The horses of Achilles; hard are they For mortal man to harness or control, Save for Achilles' self, the Goddess-born.†
Chpt 2.10
- But come, prolong we not this idle talk, Like babblers vain, who scorn might justly move: Haste to my tent, and there select thy spear.†
Chpt 2.13
- To whom, with scornful glance, Ulysses sage: "What words have pass'd the barrier of thy lips, Thou son of Atreus? counsellor of ill!†
Chpt 2.14
- Gerenian Nestor chief, the prop of Greece, Thus by their fathers singly each adjur'd: "Quit ye like men, dear friends; and think it shame To forfeit now the praise of other men; Let each man now his children and his wife, His fortunes and his parents, bear in mind; And not the living only, but the dead; For them, the absent, I, your suppliant, pray, That firm ye stand, and scorn disgraceful flight."†
Chpt 2.15
- Then Glaucus, leader of the Lycian host, To Hector thus, with scornful glance, address'd His keen reproaches: "Hector, fair of form, How art thou wanting in the fight! thy fame, Coward and runaway, thou hast belied.†
Chpt 2.17
- Full on the neck of Mars she hurl'd the mass, His limbs relaxing: o'er sev'n hundred feet Prostrate he lay, his hair defil'd with dust: Loud rang his armour; and with scornful smile Pallas address'd him thus with vaunting speech: "Fool, hast thou yet to learn how mightier far My strength than thine, that me thou dar'st to meet?†
Chpt 2.21
- He turn'd, thus saying: for he deem'd it shame His father's brother to assail in arms; But him his sister, Goddess of the chase, Rebuk'd, and thus with scornful speech address'd: "Fliest thou, Apollo? and to Neptune leav'st The easy victory and baseless fame?†
Chpt 2.21
- She said; and with the left hand both the wrists Of Dian grasping, with her ample right The bow and quiver from her shoulders tore; And with them, as she turn'd away her head, With scornful laughter buffeted her ears: The arrows keen were scatter'd on the ground: Weeping, the Goddess fled; as flies a dove The hawk's pursuit, and in a hollow rock Finds refuge, doom'd not yet to fall a prey; So, weeping, Dian fled, and left her bow.†
Chpt 2.21
- As when a snake upon the mountain side, With deadly venom charg'd, beside his hole, Awaits the traveller, and fill'd with rage, Coil'd round his hole, his baleful glances darts; So fill'd with dauntless courage Hector stood, Scorning retreat, his gleaming buckler propp'd Against the jutting tow'r; then, deeply mov'd, Thus with his warlike soul communion held: "Oh woe is me! if I should enter now The city gates, I should the just reproach Encounter of Polydamas, who first His counsel…†
Chpt 2.22
- If indeed This message had been brought by mortal man, Prophet, or seer, or sacrificing priest, I should have deem'd it false, and laugh'd to scorn The idle tale; but now (for I myself Both saw and heard the Goddess) I must go; Nor unfulfill'd shall be the words I speak: And if indeed it be my fate to die Beside the vessels of the brass-clad Greeks, I am content! by fierce Achilles' hand Let me be slain, so once more in my arms I hold my boy, and give my sorrow vent."†
Chpt 2.24
- But twenty years have pass'd since here I came, And left my native land; yet ne'er from thee I heard one scornful, one degrading word; And when from others I have borne reproach, Thy brothers, sisters, or thy brothers' wives, Or mother, (for thy sire was ever kind E'en as a father) thou hast check'd them still With tender feeling, and with gentle words.†
Chpt 2.24
Definition:
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(scorn) disrespect or reject as not good enough