I lag not idly at the ships; yet ne'er

Have my eyes
Some god, no doubt, has given them, for to Jove,
The God of storms, and Pallas, blue-eyed child

looked on coursers like to these.

Of ægis-bearing Jove, ye both are dear."

Then sage Ulysses answered: "Pride of Greece! Neleian Nestor, truly might a god

Have given us nobler steeds than even these.

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All power is with the gods. But these of which
Thou askest, aged man, are brought from Thrace,
And newly come. Brave Diomed hath slain
Their lord, and twelve companions by his side, -
All princes. Yet another victim fell,

A spy whom, near our ships, we put to death,-
A man whom Hector and his brother chiefs
Sent forth by midnight to explore our camp."
He spake, and gayly caused the firm-paced steeds
Το pass
the trench; the other Greeks, well pleased,

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Of Diomed, they led the coursers on

To stalls where Diomed's fleet horses stood

Champing the wholesome corn, and bound them there

With halters neatly shaped. Ulysses placed

Upon his galley's stern the bloody spoil

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Of Dolon, to be made an offering

To Pallas. Then, descending to the sea,

They washed from knees and neck and thighs the grime
Of sweat; and when in the salt wave their limbs.
Were cleansed, and all the frame refreshed, they stepped
Into the polished basins of the bath,

And, having bathed and rubbed with fragrant oil
Their limbs, they sat them down to a repast,
And from a brimming jar beside them drew,
And poured to Pallas first, the pleasant wine.

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BOOK XI.

OW did the Morning from her couch beside

Now

Renowned Tithonus rise, that she might bring

The light to gods and men, when Jupiter

To the swift galleys of the Grecian host

Sent baleful Strife, who bore in hand aloft

War's ensigns. On the huge black ship that brought
Ulysses, in the centre of the fleet,

She stood, where she might shout to either side,

To Telamonian Ajax in his tents

And to Achilles, who had ranged their ships

At each extreme of the Achaian camp,
Relying on their valor and strong arms.
Loud was the voice, and terrible, in which
She shouted from her station to the Greeks,
And into every heart it carried strength
And the resolve to combat manfully

And never yield. The battle now to them

Seemed more to be desired than the return

To their dear country in their roomy ships.

Atrides called aloud, exhorting them

To gird themselves for battle.

Then he clad

Himself in glittering brass. First to his thighs
He bound the beautiful greaves with silver clasps,
Then fitted to his chest the breastplate given
By Cinyras, a pledge of kind intent; -

For, when he heard in Cyprus that the Greeks
Were bound for Ilium in their ships, he sent
This gift, a homage to the king of men;-
Ten were its bars of tawny bronze, and twelve
Were gold, and twenty tin; and on each side

Were three bronze serpents stretching toward the neck,
Curved like the colored bow which Saturn's son

Sets in the clouds, a sign to men.

He hung

His sword, all glittering with its golden studs,
About his shoulders. In a silver sheath
It nestled, which was slung on golden rings.
And then he took his shield, a mighty orb,
And nobly wrought and strong and beautiful,
Bound with ten brazen circles. On its disk
Were twenty bosses of white tin, and one

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Of tawny bronze just in the midst, where glared

A Gorgon's-head with angry eyes, round which

Were sculptured Fear and Flight. Along its band

Of silver twined a serpent wrought in bronze,

With three heads springing from one neck and formed 45
Into an orb. Upon his head he placed

A helmet rough with studs on every side,
And with four bosses, and a horse-hair plume
That nodded fearfully on high. He took

In hand two massive spears, brass-tipped and sharp,
That shone afar and sent their light to heaven,

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Where Juno and Minerva made a sound
Like thunder in mid-sky, as honoring
The sovereign of Mycena rich in gold.
Each chief gave orders to his charioteer
To stay his horses firmly by the trench,
While they rushed forth in arms.

At once arose,

Ere yet the sun was up, a mighty din.
They marshalled by the trench the men on foot;
The horse came after, with short space between.
The son of Saturn sent among their ranks
Confusion, and dropped down upon the host
Dews tinged with blood, in sign that he that day
Would send to Hades many a valiant chief.

The Trojans, on their side, in the mid-plain
up
their squadrons on a hill, around

Drew

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