"Homer is no favorite of mine," answered Pococurante, coolly, "I was made to believe once that I took a pleasure in reading him; but his continual repetitions of battles have all such a resemblance with each other; his gods that are forever in haste and bustle, without ever doing anything; his Helen, who is the cause of the war, and yet hardly acts in the whole performance; his Troy, that holds out so long, without being taken: in short, all these things together make the poem very insipid to me.
Pues no es las mias, dixo con mucha frialdad Pococurante: en otro tiempo me habían hecho creer que tenia mucho gusto en leerle; pero la repeticion no interrumpida de batallas que todas son parecidas, aquellos Dioses siempre en accion, y que nunca hacen cosa ninguna decisiva; aquella Helena, causa de la guerra, y que apénas tiene accion en el poema; aquella Troya siempre sitiada, y nunca tomada: todo esto me causaba un fastidio mortal.