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BOOK II.

(10 all else-gods, and charioted chiefsSlept the night through. But sweet sleep bound

not Zeus; Pondering what way Achilles to exalt, And by the Achaian ships make many fall.

This to his soul the fairest counsel seemed; 5 To send to Atreus' son an evil Dream : And to the Dream he spake with winged words.

“Go, evil Dream, to yon Greek war-ships; seek The tent of Agamemnon Atreus' son; And tell him, truly, all I tell to thee. 10 Say, ‘Arm right speedily thy unshorn Greeks ; This hour is Ilion and her broad streets thine. For lo! no longer are the immortals—they Whose home is heaven-divided. Here's prayer Hath bent them all; and woes are nigh to Troy.'” 15 He spake. The Dream, obedient, went his way; Came swiftly to the war-ships of the Greeks, And sought out Atreus son:-(at rest he lay, Divine sleep floating o’er him, in his tent:)And stood above his head; in form most like 20 To Nestor, Neleus' son: of all who sat In council Agamemnon ranked him first. In such shape spake to him the heaven-sent Dream.

“Sleep'st thou, O son of Atreus? son of one At heart a warrior, tamer of the steed? 25 Not all night long a counsellor should sleep, A people's guard, whose cares are manifold. Now hear me. Zeus's messenger am I; Who, though far off, yet cares, yet grieves for

thee.. He bids thee arm in haste the unshorn Greeks; 30 Saying, “Now is Ilion and her broad streets thine. For lo! no longer are the immortals, they Whose home is heaven—divided. Here's prayer Hath bent them all; and woes are nigh to Troy,' Woes which Zeus sends. This ponder in thy

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Nor be the captive of forgetfulness,
So soon as thou shalt wake from honeyed sleep."

He spake: and parting left him there, to muse In secret on the thing that might not be. For in that day he thought to scale Priam's walls,

40 And knew not, simple one, the wiles of Zeus; How he would bring more woes, more groanings

yet,
On Trojan and on Greek in hard-fought fields.
He woke: and sate erect—the heavenly voice
Still floating o'er him: donned his tunic soft 45
And fair and new : flung o'er him his great robe,
Harnessed fair sandals to his shining feet,
And o'er his shoulder swung his silver-studded

sword.
And took his fathers' sceptre in his hand,
Imperishable aye: and sought therewith
The vessels of the brazen-coated Greeks,

At broad Olympus' gate stood sacred Dawn, To Zeus and all the gods proclaiming light,

Then the king bade his shrill-tongued heralds go And summon council-ward the unshorn Greeks; 55 Who came all swiftly at their heralding.

But first a council of high elders sat At Nestor's ship, the Pylos-nurtured 'king. Thither he called them: there framed shrewd

advice.

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“Hear, friends! In holy night a heaven-sent

Dream Came near me while I slept: in face, and form, And bulk, it seemed great Nestor's counterpart. Above my head it stood, and spake to me. * Sleep'st thou, O son of Atreus? son of one At heart a warrior, tamer of the steed? 65 Not all night long a counsellor should sleep, A people's guard, whose cares are manifold. Now hear me. Zeus's messenger am I; Who, though far off, yet cares, yet grieves for

thee. He bids thee arm in haste thy unshorn Greeks; 70 Saying, Now is Ilion and her broad streets thine.

For lo! no longer are the immortals—they
Whose home is heaven-divided. Here's prayer
Hath bent them all; and woes are nigh to Troy,
Woes which Zeus sends. This ponder in thy
: mind!

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So spake the Dream; and spread his wings, and fled.
And sweet sleep gat from me. But up and look
How we may arm for war Achaia's sons.
And first I will prove them, as is meet, with

words, And bid them deck for flight their oared ships. 80 Ye, wending separate ways, forbid their flight.”

He spake, and sate him down. Then Nestor

rose, That Nestor who in sandy Pylos reigned. Who friendly-minded rose and spake in the midst.

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“Friends! lords and captains of the Argive

hosts! Now had another Greek this vision told, We had said, “Thou liest;' and put us far from i him.

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