All 18 Uses
filial
in
The Odyssey, by Homer - (translated by: Pope)
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- There, warm with filial love, the cause inquire That from his realm retards his god-like sire; Delivering early to the voice of fame The promise of a green immortal name.†
Book 1 *
- Nor for a dear lost father only flow The filial tears, but woe succeeds to woe To tempt the spouseless queen with amorous wiles Resort the nobles from the neighbouring isles; From Samos, circled with the Ionian main, Dulichium, and Zacynthas' sylvan reign; Ev'n with presumptuous hope her bed to ascend, The lords of Ithaca their right pretend.†
Book 1
- Your patrimonial stores in peace possess; Undoubted, all your filial claim confess: Your private right should impious power invade, The peers of Ithaca would arm in aid.†
Book 1
- From where high Ithaca o'erlooks the floods, Brown with o'er-arching shades and pendent woods Us to these shores our filial duty draws, A private sorrow, not a public cause.†
Book 3
- The conscious monarch pierced the coy disguise, And view'd his filial love with vast surprise: Dubious to press the tender theme, or wait To hear the youth inquire his father's fate.†
Book 4
- Just is thy thought, (the king assenting cries,) Methinks Ulysses strikes my wondering eyes; Full shines the father in the filial frame, His port, his features, and his shape the same; Such quick regards his sparkling eyes bestow; Such wavy ringlets o'er his shoulders flow And when he heard the long disastrous store Of cares, which in my cause Ulysses bore; Dismay'd, heart-wounded with paternal woes, Above restraint the tide of sorrow rose; Cautious to let the gushing grief appear, His purple garment veil'd the falling tear.†
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
- (Replies the prince) inflamed with filial love, And anxious hope, to hear my parent's doom, A suppliant to your royal court I come: Our sovereign seat a lewd usurping race With lawless riot and misrule disgrace; To pamper'd insolence devoted fall Prime of the flock, and choicest of the stall: For wild ambition wings their bold desire, And all to mount the imperial bed aspire†
Book 4
- Recite them; nor in erring pity fear To wound with storied grief the filial ear.†
Book 4
- To Fate's supreme dispose the dead resign, That care be Fate's, a speedy passage thine Still lives the wretch who wrought the death deplored, But lives a victim for thy vengeful sword; Unless with filial rage Orestes glow, And swift prevent the meditated blow: You timely will return a welcome guest, With him to share the sad funereal feast.†
Book 4
- Tis not (replied the sage) to Medon given To know, if some inhabitant of heaven In his young breast the daring thought inspired Or if, alone with filial duty fired, The winds end waves he tempts in early bloom, Studious to learn his absent father's doom.†
Book 4
- Meanwhile Phaeacia's peers in council sate; From his high dome the king descends in state; Then with a filial awe the royal maid Approach'd him passing, and submissive said: "Will my dread sire his ear regardful deign, And may his child the royal car obtain?†
Book 6
- Struck at the sight I melt with filial woe, And down my cheek the pious sorrows flow, Yet as I shook my falchion o'er the blood, Regardless of her son the parent stood.†
Book 11
- Whose fate inquiring through the world we rove; The last, the wretched proof of filial love.†
Book 15
- To whom, with filial awe, the prince returns: "That generous soul with just resentment burns; Yet, taught by time, my heart has learn'd to glow For others' good, and melt at others' woe; But, impotent those riots to repel, I bear their outrage, though my soul rebel; Helpless amid the snares of death I tread, And numbers leagued in impious union dread; But now no crime is theirs: this wrong proceeds From Irus, and the guilty Irus bleeds.†
Book 18
- My anxious parents urge a speedy choice, And to their suffrage gain the filial voice.†
Book 19
- And when with filial love the youth shall come To view his mother's soil, my Delphic dome With gifts of price shall send him joyous home.†
Book 19
- —The father with a sigh Then ceased; the filial virtue made reply; "Falsehood is folly, and 'tis just to own The fault committed: this was mine alone; My haste neglected yonder door to bar, And hence the villain has supplied their war.†
Book 22
Definitions:
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(1)
(filial) relating to the relationship of children to their parents
- (2) (meaning too rare to warrant focus)