The Iliad

The Iliad

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Genre:Poetry
Language : English
Published: February 29, 1992
Edition:14th

Hardcover

ISBN13:9781857150605
ISBN10:1857150600
Pages:594
Dimensions:5.2 x 8.27 x 1.3 inches
Weight:644.1 g

About the Book

An Iliad for the twenty-first century, this magnificent new translation by Stephen Mitchell sets the highest standards for beauty, accuracy, and aliveness. The power and the beauty of The Iliad resound again across 2,700 years in Stephen Mitchell's exciting new translation, as if the life blood of its heroes Achilles and Patroclus, Hector and Priam flowed in every word. And we are there with them amid the horror and ecstasy of war, carried along by a poetry that lifts even the most devastating human events into the realm of the beautiful.

Based on the recent, superb M.L. West edition of the Greek, this Iliad is more readable and moving than any previous version. Whether it is his exciting recent version of Gilgamesh, with more than 150,000 copies sold, or his unmatched translation of the poet Rilke, still the standard after twenty-nine years, or his Tao Te Ching, which has sold more than 900,000 copies and itself been translated into six languages, Stephen Mitchell's books are international sensations. Now, thanks to his scholarship and poetic power, which re-creates the energy and simplicity, the speed, grace, and continual thrust and pull of the original, The Iliad 's ancient story bursts vividly into new life and will reach an even larger audience of readers.

So, with elated hearts, they sat up all night

on the battlefield, and their watchfires blazed all around them.

As, in the night sky, around the light of the moon,

the stars emerge, when the air is serene and windless,

and the stars shine bright, and the heart of the shepherd rejoices:

just so, before Ilion, the watchfires the Trojans had set

blazed midway between the ships and the river Xanthus.

A thousand watchfires were burning upon the plain,

and around each, fifty men sat in the glow of the firelight,

and the horses stood alongside the chariots, munching

white barley and oats, and waited for dawn to arise.