Phoebus : Apollo as Sun-god. He took on many aspects of the older sun-god Helios.
... was the mighty uproar When god clashed with god in strife. For against lord Poseidon Stood Phoebus Apollo, god of the winged shafts, And opposite Ares stood bright-eyed Athena. Opposing _______________ * Moldering: crumbling to dust; decaying. Page 49 Hera was Phoebus' sister, the archer Artemis, Goddess of golden shafts and the echoing shouts Of the chase, while... son of Peleus. Calling her friends about her, The goddess spoke thus: "Poseidon, Athena, you two Consider what we should do now. Here comes Aeneas, Flaming in bronze, set on by Phoebus Apollo To face Achilles in fight. But come, let us Turn him back at once, or else let one of us stand By the side of Achilles and give him great power too. Nor should we allow his spirit... hate, and anyway we Are much too strong for those others. Rather, let us Go apart from the battle to where we can sit down and watch, And war shall be for mortals. However, if Ares Or Phoebus Apollo should start anything, or should they Hold back Achilles and keep him from fighting, then quickly Fierce war shall come from us too. And very soon then, I believe, those others shall ...
... Silence, O reason of man! for a voice from the gods has been uttered! Dardanans, hearken the sound divine that comes to you mounting Out of the solemn ravines from the mystic seat on the tripod! Phoebus, the master of Truth, has promised the earth to our peoples. Children of Zeus, rejoice! for the Olympian brows have nodded Regal over the world. In earth's rhythm of shadow and sunlight Storm is... the worm is a god and it writhes for a form and an outlet. Workings immortal obscurely struggling, hints of a godhead Labour to form in this clay a divinity. Hera widens, Pallas aspires in me, Phoebus in flames goes battling and singing, Ares and Artemis chase through the fields of my soul in their hunting. Last in some hour of the Fates a Birth stands released and triumphant; Poured by its deeds... vision Sole with the shafts hissing round thee and say to my quivering spirit, Now he is striking at Ajax, now he has met Diomedes.' Such are the mighty twain who are ever near to protect thee, Phoebus, the Thunderer's son, and thy mother, gold Aphrodite; Such are the Fates that demand thee, O destined head of the future. But though my thoughts for their own are not troubled, always, Aeneas, Sore ...
... Chryseis, daughter of Apollo’s priest, as a price of honor, and when her father came, offering him great treasures for her release, he had refused. The priest then prayed to Phoebus Apollo, the mighty 'god he served, and Phoebus Apollo heard him. From his sun-chariot he sent fiery arrows and men and animals perished of a pestilence, in great numbers. Achilles then conveyed an assembly of the ...
... son Aeneas and the Trojans. Apollo: Greek god of music, poetry, archery and prophecy, son of Zeus and Latona; originally a god of the sun and mystic illumination (see also his epithets Phoebus and Loxias); sometimes identified with Helios. His chief oracle was at Delphi. With Poseidon he built the walls of Troy for Laomedon. He was on the side of the Trojans in the war despite... under the name of Kore, (The Maiden) she took the name Persphone after her abduction by Hades. As goddess of the underworld her attributes were the bat, the narcissus and the pomegranate. Phoebus: Titan. Poseidon: Greek god of the sea, also of earthquakes and horses; brother of Zeus and wielder of the trident. With Apollo, he built the walls of Troy for Laomedon, whose failure to ...
... between my fingers! Who freed you? TYRNAUS A god as radiant as thyself, Thou merciful sweetness. ANDROMEDA Had he not a look Like the Olympian's? Was he not bright like Hermes Or Phoebus? TYRNAUS He was indeed. Thou knowst him then? ANDROMEDA In dreams I have met him. He was here but now? Page 417 TYRNAUS He has withdrawn into the shadow, virgin. SMERDAS ...
... stranger feeling shakes and rings. The best of love, the highest ecstasy Lies in the intimate touch of you and me. I do not know whether you intended me to comment on the sonnet of Shanks—Phoebus, what a name!! I am not in love with it, though it is smoothly and musically rhythmed. The sentiment is rather namby-pamby, some of the lines weak, others too emphatic, e.g. the twelfth. It just misses ...
... Seated in an abysmal, pitch-dark cave, tightly closing your eyes in addition, you cry out in a fit of restive passion and with a stupendous laugh of disdain "Where is the Sun, where is the lamp of Phoebus? No Sun, none." No question of freedom for one who is subdued and trampled under the feet of others. If one really wants to have a glimpse of freedom, it is not possible through mere ire, spite ...
... Upendra (Baal) the Crab, Varuna (Poseidon) the Lion, Aditi, called also Savitri or Sita (Astarte, Aphrodite) the Girl, Yama (Hades) the Balance, Aryama (Ares) the Scorpion, Mitra or Bhava (Apollo Phoebus) the Archer, Saraswati called also Ganga (Nais) the Crocodile, Parjanya (Apis) the Jar, Nara (Nereus) the Fish. All these gods have their own character and tend to imprint it on their protégé. Or it ...
... a god and it writhes for a form and an outlet. Workings immortal obscurely struggling, hints of a godhead Labour to form in this clay a divinity. Hera widens, Pallas aspires in me, Phoebus in flames goes battling and singing, Ares and Artemis chase through the fields of my soul in their hunting. Last in some hour of the fates a Birth stands released and triumphant... ...
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