“And Athena, daughter of Zeus who wields the aegis,
let fall her rippling robe upon her father's floor,
elaborate with embroidery, which she herself had made and labored on with her own hands,
and putting on the cloak of Zeus who gathers clouds,
she armed herself for tearful war.
Around her shoulders she flung the tasseled aegis
a thing of dread, crowned on every side with Panic all around,
and Strife was on it, and Battle Spirit and chilling Flight,
and on it too the terrible monstrous Gorgon head,
a thing of awe and terror, portent of Zeus who wields the aegis;
and on her head Athena placed her helmet, ridged on both sides,
with four golden bosses, adorned with fighters of a hundred cities;
she made her way on foot toward the flame-bright chariot, and seized her spear
heavy, massive, powerful, with which she beats down the ranks of warrior
men, with whom she, born of the mighty Father, might be angered.”
― The Iliad
let fall her rippling robe upon her father's floor,
elaborate with embroidery, which she herself had made and labored on with her own hands,
and putting on the cloak of Zeus who gathers clouds,
she armed herself for tearful war.
Around her shoulders she flung the tasseled aegis
a thing of dread, crowned on every side with Panic all around,
and Strife was on it, and Battle Spirit and chilling Flight,
and on it too the terrible monstrous Gorgon head,
a thing of awe and terror, portent of Zeus who wields the aegis;
and on her head Athena placed her helmet, ridged on both sides,
with four golden bosses, adorned with fighters of a hundred cities;
she made her way on foot toward the flame-bright chariot, and seized her spear
heavy, massive, powerful, with which she beats down the ranks of warrior
men, with whom she, born of the mighty Father, might be angered.”
― The Iliad
“The thicket about me became altered to my imagination. Every shadow became something more than a shadow, became an ambush; every rustle became a threat. Invisible things seemed watching me.”
― The Island of Dr. Moreau Annotated
― The Island of Dr. Moreau Annotated
“I desire no man's regard, Mr. Rashleigh, on such terms as must sink me in my own.”
― Rob Roy
― Rob Roy
“The Front is a cage in which we must await fearfully whatever may happen. We lie under the network of arching shells and live in a suspense of uncertainty.”
― All Quiet on the Western Front
― All Quiet on the Western Front
“People were rubbing their eyes, and opening windows to stare out and ask aimless questions, dressing hastily as the first breath of the coming storm of Fear blew through the streets. It was the dawn of the great panic. London, which had gone to bed on Sunday night oblivious and inert, was awakened, in the small hours of Monday morning, to a vivid sense of danger”
― The War of the Worlds
― The War of the Worlds
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