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THE FALL OF TROY

WITH AN ENGLISH TRANSLATION BY ARTHUR 5. WAY, D.Lir.

LONDON : WILLIAM HEINEMANN NEW YORK : THE MACMILLAN CO. ΜΟΜΧΠῚ

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INTRODUCTION

Homer’s Πα begins towards the close οὐ the last of the ten years of the Trojan War: its incidents extend over some fifty days only, and it ends with the burial of Hector. The things which came before and after were told by other bards, who between them narrated the whole “cycle” of the events of the war, and so were called the Cyclic Poets. Of their works none have survived; but the story of what befell between Hector’s funeral and the taking of Troy is told in detail, and well told, in a poem about half as long as the Iliad. Some four hundred years after Christ there lived at Smyrna a poet of whom we know scarce anything, save that his first name was Quintus. He had saturated himself with the spirit of Homer, he had caught the ring of his music, and he perhaps had before him the works of those Cyclic Poets whose stars had paled before the sun.

We have practically no external evidence as to the date or place of birth of Quintus of Smyrna, or for the sources whence he drew his materials. His date is approximately settled by two passages in

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the poem, viz. vi. 531 sqq., in which occurs an illustration drawn from the man-and-beast fights of the amphitheatre, which were suppressed by Theo- dosius I. (879-395 a.p.); and xiii. 335 sqq., which contains a prophecy, the special particularity of which, it is maintained by Koechly, limits its applic- ability to the middle of the fourth century a.p.

His place of birth, and the precise locality, is given by himself in xii. 308-313, and confirmatory evidence is afforded by his familiarity, of which he gives numerous instances, with many natural features of the western part of Asia Minor.

With respect to his authorities, and the use he made of their writings, there has been more differ- ence of opinion. Since his narrative covers the same ground as the Aethiopis (Coming of Memnon) and the Idupersis (Destruction of Troy) of Arctinus (cerc. 776 B.c.), and the Little Iad of Lesches (circ. 700 B.c.), it has been assumed that the work of Quintus “is little more than an amplification or re- modelling of the works of these two Cyclic Poets.” This, however, must needs be pure conjecture, as the only remains of these poets consist of frag- ments amounting to no more than a very few lines from each, and of the “summaries of contents” made by the grammarian Proclus (circ. 140 a.p.), which, again, we but get at second-hand through the Bibhotheca of Photius (ninth century). Now, not merely do the only descriptions of incident that are found in the fragments differ essentially from the corresponding incidents as described by Quintus, but

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even in the summaries, meagre as they are, we find, as German critics have shown by exhaustive investiga- tion, serious discrepancies enough to justify us in the conclusion that, even if Quintus had the works of the Cyclic poets before him, which is far from certain, his poem was no mere remodelling of theirs, but an independent and practically original work. Not that this conclusion disposes by any means of all difficulties. If Quintus did not follow the Cyclic poets, from what source did he draw his materials? The German critic unhesitatingly answers, “from Homer.” As regards language, versification, and general spirit, the matter is beyond controversy ; but when we come to consider the incidents of the story, we- find deviations from Homer even more serious than any of those from the Cyclic poets. And the strange thing is, that each of these de- viations is a manifest detriment to the perfection of his poem; in each of them the writer has missed, or has rejected, a magnificent opportunity. With regard to the slaying of Achilles by the hand of Apollo only, and not by those of Apollo and Paris, he might have pleaded that Homer himself here speaks with an uncertain voice (cf. 14. xv. 416-17, xxii. 355-60, and xxi. 277-78). But, in describing the fight for the body of Achilles (Od. xxiv. 36 sqq.),

Homer makes Agamemnon say

‘¢ So we grappled the hivelong day, and we had not refrained

us then, But Zeus sent a hurricane, stilling the storm of the battle of men.”

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Now, it is just in describing such natural phenomena, and in blending them with the turmoil of battle, that Quintus is in his element; yet for such a scene he substitutes what is, by comparison, a lame and impotent conclusion. Of that awful cry that rang over the sea heralding the coming of Thetis and the Nymphs to the deathsrites of her son, and the panic with which it filled the host, Quintus is silent. Again, Homer (Od. iv. 274-89) describes how Helen came in the night with Deiphobus, and stood by the Wooden Horse, and called to each of the hidden warriors with the voice of his own wife. This thriling scene Quintus omits, and substitutes nothing of his own. Later on, he makes Menelaus slay Deiphobus unresisting, “heavy with wine,” whereas Homer (Od. viii. 517-20) makes him offer such a magnificent resistance, that Odysseus and Menelaus together could not kill him without the help of Athena. In fact, we may say that, though there are echoes of the Iliad all through the poem, yet, wherever Homer has, in the Odyssey, given the out- line-sketch of an effective scene, Quintus has uni- formly neglected to develop it, has sometimes substituted something much weaker—as though he had not the Odyssey before him !

For this we have no satisfactory explanation to offer. He may have set his own judgment above Homer—a most unlikely hypothesis: he may have been consistently following, in the framework of his story, some original now lost to us: there may be more, and longer, dacunae in the text than any

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editors lave ventured to indicate: but, whatever theory we adopt, it must be based on mere con- jecture. : The Greek text here given is that of Koechly (1850) with many of Zimmermann’s emendations, which are acknowledged in the notes. Passages enclosed in square brackets are suggestions of Koechly for supplying the general sense of lacunae. Where he has made no such suggestion, or none that seemed to the editors to be adequate, the lacuna has been indicated by asterisks, though here too a few words have been added in the translation, sufficient to connect the sense.

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BIBLLOGRAPHY

TuE first MS. (Codex Hydruntinus) of the Posthomerica ever discovered was found in the fifteenth century by Cardimal Bessarion in a convent at Otranto in Calabria, from which circumstance the poet has been named Quintus Calaber. This MS. has been lost, but many hasty and imperfect copies were early made of it.

The most ancient, and also the best, of the extant MSS. are the Codex Parrhasianus, which is complete, and the a Monacensts, which contains I -ITI., IV. 1-10, and

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Next in value is the Codex Venetus, which is extant in a copy that belonged to Cardinal Bessarion. This MS. con- tains the Iliad, Posthomerica, Odyssey, Hymns, and Batra- chomyomachia.

PRINCIPAL TEXTS AND COMMENTARIES.

The first printed edition was that of Aldus (Venice, 1504), compiled from various imperfect transcripts of the Codex Hydruntinus. A carefully collated edition was, after thirty years’ critical study, produced by Rhodomann (Hanover, 1604). Tychsen’s great revision appeared in 1807 (Deux Ponts); that of Lehrs (Babhothéque Diderot, Paris) in 1839 ; that of Koechly, with prolegomena and commentary (Leipsic) in 1850; that of Zimmermann, with full apparatus eriticus, in 1891 (Leubner, Lewpsic).

MONOGRAPHS, BIC.

Sainte-Beuve, Quente Smyrne τὰ Etudes sur Virgile (Paris, 1871). Kemptgow, De Quinti Smyrnaei fontibus (Kiel, 1891).

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How died for Troy the Queen of the Amazons, Penthestleva

Wuen godlike Hector by Peleides slain Passed, and the pyre had ravined up his flesh, And earth had veiled his bones, the Trojans then Tarried in Priam’s city, sore afraid Before the might of stout-heart Aeacus’ son: As kine they were, that midst the copses shrink From faring forth to meet a lion grim, But in dense thickets terror-huddled cower ; So in their fortress shivered these to see That mighty man. Of those already dead They thought—of all whose lives he reft away As by Scamander's outfall on he rushed, And all that in mid-flight to that high wall He slew, how he quelled Hector, how he haled His corse round Troy ;—yea, and of all beside Laid low by him since that first day whereon O’er restless seas he brought the Trojans doom. Ay, all these they remembered, while they stayed Thus in their town, and o’er them anguished grief Hovered dark-winged, as though that very day All Troy with shrieks were crumbling down in fire.

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Then from Thermodon, from broad - sweeping streams, Came, clothed upon with beauty of Goddesses, Penthesileia—came athirst indeed For groan-resounding battle, but yet more Fleeing abhorred reproach and evil fame, Lest they of her own folk should rail on her Because of her own sister’s death, for whom Ever her sorrows waxed, Hippolyte, Whom she had struck dead with her mighty spear, Not of her will—’twas at a stag she hurled. So came she to the far-famed land of Troy. Yea, and her warrior spirit pricked her on, Of murder’s dread pollution thus to cleanse Her soul, and with such sacrifice to appease The Awful Ones, the Erinnyes, who in wrath For her slain sister straightway haunted her Unseen: for ever round the sinner’s steps They hover; none may ‘scape those Goddesses. And with her followed twelve beside, each one A princess, hot for war and battle grim, Far-famous each, yet handmaids unto her: Penthesileia far outshone them all. As when in the broad sky amidst the stars The moon rides over all pre-eminent, When through the thunderclouds the cleaving heavens Open, when sleep the fury-breathing winds ; So peerless was she mid that charging host. Clonié was there, Polemusa, Derinoé, Evandré, and Antandré, and Bremusa, Hippothoé, dark-eyed Harmothoé, Alcibié, Derimacheia, Antibroté, And Thermodosa glorying with the spear. All these to battle fared with warrior-souled Penthesileia: even as when descends

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Dawn from Olympus’ crest of adamant,

Dawn, heart-exultant in her radiant steeds Amidst the bright-haired Hours ; and o’er them all, How flawless-fair soever these may be,

Her splendour of beauty glows pre-eminent ;

So peerless amid all the Amazons

Unto Troy-town Penthesileia came.

To right, to left, from all sides hurrying thronged The Trojans, greatly marvelling, when they saw The tireless War-god’s child, the mailéd maid, Like to the Blesséd Gods; for in her face Glowed beauty glorious’and terrible.

Her smile was ravishing : beneath her brows Her love-enkindling eyes shone like to stars, And with the crimson rose of shamefastness Bright were her cheeks, and mantled over them Unearthly grace with battle-prowess clad.

Then joyed Troy’s folk, despite past agonies, As when, far-gazing from a height, the hinds Behold a rainbow spanning the wide sea,

When they be yearning for the heaven-sent shower, When the parched fields be craving for the rain ; Then the great sky at last is overgloomed,

And men see that fair sign of coming wind

And imminent rain, and seeing, they are glad, Who for their corn-fields’ plight sore sighed before ; Even so the sons of Troy when they beheld

There in their land Penthesileia dread

Afire for battle, were exceeding glad ;

For when the heart is thrilled with hope of good, All smart of evils past is wiped away :

So, after all his sighing and his pain,

Gladdened a little while was Priam’s soul.

As when a man who hath suffered many a pang From blinded eyes, sore longing to behold

The light, and, if he may not, fain would die,

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Then at the last, by a cunning leech’s skill,

Or by a God’s grace, sees the dawn-rose flush, Sees the mist rolled back from before his eyes,— Yea, though clear vision come not as of old, Yet, after all his anguish, joys to have

Some small relief, albeit the stings of pain “Prick sharply yet beneath his eyelids ;—so Joyed the old king to see that terrible queen— The shadowy joy of one in anguish whelmed For slain sons. Into his halls he led the Maid, And with glad welcome honoured her, as one Who greets a daughter to her home returned From a far country in the twentieth year ;

And set a feast before her, sumptuous

As battle-glorious kings, who have brought low Nations of foes, array in splendour of pomp, With hearts in pride of victory triumphing.

And gifts he gave her costly and fair to see, And pledged him to give many more, so she Would save the Trojans from the imminent doom. And she—such deeds she promised as no man Had hoped for, even to lay Achilles low,

To smite the wide host of the Argive men,

And cast the brands red-flaming on the ships. Ah fool !—but little knew she him, the lord

Of ashen spears, how far Achilles’ might

In warrior-wasting strife o’erpassed her own !

But when Andromache, the stately child

Of king Eetion, heard the wild queen’s vaunt, Low to her own soul bitterly murmured she:

* Ah hapless ! why with arrogant heart dost thou Speak such great swelling words? No strength is thine To grapple in fight with Peleus’ aweless son. Nay, doom and swift death shall he deal to thee. Alas for thee! What madness thrills thy soul ? Fate and the end of death stand hard by thee !

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“Extwp yap σέο πολλὸν ὑπέρτερος ἔπλετο δουρί" 105 ἀλλ᾽ ἐδάμη κρατερός περ ἐών, péya δ᾽ ἤκαχε Τρῶας, οἵ ἑ θεὸν ὃς πάντες ἀνὰ πτόλιν εἰσορόωντο" καί μοι ἔην μέγα κῦδος ἰδ᾽ ἀντιθέοις τοκέεσσι ζωὸς ἐών' ὡς εἴ με χυτὴ κατὰ γαῖα κεκεύθει, πρίν ἑ dv ἀνθερεῶνος ὑπ᾽ ἔγχεϊ θυμὸν ὀλέσσαι. 110 νῦν δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἀάσπετον ἄλγος ὀιζυρῶς ἐσάθρησα, κεῖνον ὅτ᾽ ἀμφὶ πόληα ποδώκεες εἴρυον ἵπιτοι ἀργαλέως ᾿Αχιλῆος, ὅ μ᾽ ἀνέρος εὖνιν ἔθηκε κουριδίου, τό μοι αἰνὸν ἄχος πέλει ἤματα πάντα." “Os φάθ᾽ ἑὸν κατὰ θυμὸν ἐΐσφυρος "Hetidvn 11 μνησαμένη πόσιος" μάλα γὰρ μέγα πένθος ἀέξει ἀνδρὸς ἀποφθιμένοιο σαόφροσι θηλυτέρῃσιν. Ἠέλιος δὲ θοῇσιν ἑλισσόμενος περὶ δίνῃς δύσατ᾽ ἐς ὠκεανοῖο βαθὺν ῥόον, ἤνυτο δ᾽ ἠώς. οἱ & ὅτε δὴ παύσαντο ποτοῦ δαιτός τ᾽ ἐρατεινῆς, 120 δὴ τότε που Su@al στόρεσαν θυμήρεα λέκτρα ἐν ἸΙΤριάμοιο δόμοισι θρασύφρονι ἸΤενθεσιλείῃ" ἡ δὲ κιοῦσ᾽ εὕδεσκεν' ὕπνος δέ οἱ ὄσσε κάλυψε νήδυμος ἀμφιπεσών' μόλε δ᾽ αἰθέρος ἐξ ὑπάτοιο Παλλάδος ἐννεσίῃσι μένος δολόεντος "Ovetpov, 126 ὅππως μιν λεύσσουσα κακὸν Τρώεσσι γένηται οἵ T αὐτῇ, μεμαυῖα ποτὶ πτολέμου στροφάλιυγγα.1 καὶ τὰ μὲν ὃς ὥρμαινε δαίφρων Τριτογένεια: τῇ δ᾽ ἄρα χυγρὸς "Overpos ἐφίστατο πατρὶ ἐοικώς, καί μιν ἐποτρύνεσκε ποδάρκεος ἄντ᾽ ’AxtAHos 130 1 Zimmermann, for πτολέμοιο φάλαγγας of v. TO

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Hector was mightier far to wield the spear Than thou, yet was for all his prowess slain, Slain for the bitter grief of Troy, whose folk The city through looked on him as a God. My glory and his noble parents’ glory Was he while yet he lived—O that the earth Over my dead face had been mounded high, Or ever through his throat the breath of life Followed the cleaving spear! But now have I Looked—woe is me !—on grief unutterable, When round the city those fleet-footed steeds Haled him, steeds of Achilles, who had made Me widowed of mine hero-husband, made My portion bitterness through all my days.”’

So spake Eetion’s lovely-ankled child Low to her own soul, thinking on her lord. So evermore the faithful-hearted wife Nurseth for her lost love undying grief.

Then in swift revolution sweeping round Into the Ocean’s deep stream sank the sun, And daylight died. So when the banqueters Ceased from the wine-cup and the goodly feast, Then did the handmaids spread in Priam’s halls For Penthesileia dauntless-souled the couch Heart-cheering, and she laid her down to rest ; And slumber mist-like overveiled her eyes [depths Like sweet dew dropping round. From heavens’ blue Slid down the might of a deceitful dream At Pallas’ hest, that so the warrior-maid Might see it, and become a curse to Troy And to herself, when strained her soul to meet The whirlwind of the battle. In this wise The Trito-born, the subtle-souled, contrived : Stood o’er the maiden’s head that baleful dream In likeness of her father, kindling her Fearlessly front to front to meet in fight

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θαρσαλέως μάρνασθαι ἐναντίον' ἡ δ᾽ alovea γήθεεν ἐν φρεσὶ πάμπαν' ὀΐσσατο γὰρ μέγα ἔργον ἐκτελέσειν αὐτῆμαρ ἀνὰ μόθον ὀκρυόεντα" νηπίη" ἣ ῥ᾽ ἐπίθησεν ὀϊξυρῷ wep Ovetpw ἑσπερίῳ, ὃς φῦλα πολυτλήτων ἀνθρώπων 180 θέλγει ἐνὶ λεχέεσσιν ἄδην ἐπικέρτομα βάξων, ὅς μιν ἄρ᾽ ἐξαπάφησεν ἐποτρύνων πονέεσθαι.

᾿Αλλ᾽ ὅτε δή ῥ᾽ ἐπόρουσε ῥοδόσφυρος ἠριγένεια, δὴ τότε Πενθεσίλεια μέγ᾽ ἐνθεμένη φρεσὶ κάρτος ἐξ εὐνῆς ἀνέπαλτο καὶ ἀμφ᾽ ὦμοισιν ἔδυνε 140 τεύχεα δαιδαλόεντα, τά οἱ θεὸς ὥπασεν "Ἀρης. πρῶτα μὲν ἂρ κνήμῃσιν ἐπ᾽ ἀργυφέῃσιν ἔθηκε κνημῖδας χρυσέας, αἵ οἱ ἔσαν εὖ ἀραρυϊαι" ἕσσατο δ᾽ αὖ θώρηκα παναίολον' ἀμφὶ δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ὦμοις θήκατο κυδιόωσα μέγα ξίφος, ᾧ πέρι πάντη 145 κουλεὸς εὖ ἤσκητο dt ἀργύρου ἠδ᾽ ἐλέφαντος" ἂν δ᾽ ἕλετ᾽ ἀσπίδα Stay ἀλίγκιον ἄντυγι μήνης, 4 θ᾽ ὑπὲρ ὠκεανοῖο βαθυρρόου ἀντέλλῃσιν ἥμισυ πεπληθυΐα περὶ γναμπτῇσε κεραίῃς' τοίη μαρμαίρεσκεν ἀάσπετον' ἀμφὶ δὲ κρατὶ 160 θῆκε κόρυν κομόωσαν ἐθείρῃσι χρυσέῃσιν' ὡς ἡ μὲν μορόεντα περὶ χροὶ θήκατο τεύχη. ἀστεροπῇ δ᾽ ἀτάλαντος ἐείδετο, τὴν ἀπ’ Ὀλύμπου ἐς γαῖαν προΐησι Διὸς μένος ἀκαμάτοιο δεικνὺς ἀνθρώποισι μένος βαρνηχέος ὄμβρου 155 née πολυρροίζων ἀνέμων ἄλληκτον ἰωήν. 12

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Fleetfoot Achilles. And she heard the voice, And all her heart exulted, for she weened That she should on that dawning day achieve A mighty deed in battle’s deadly toil—

Ah, fool, who trusted for her sorrow a dream Out of the sunless land, such as beguiles

Full oft the travail-burdened tribes of men, Whispering mocking lies in sleeping ears, And to the battle’s travail lured her then !

But when the Dawn, the rosy-ankled, leapt Up from her bed, then, clad in mighty strength Of spirit, suddenly from her couch uprose Penthesileia. Then did she array Her shoulders in those wondrous-fashioned arms Given her of the War-god. First she laid Beneath her silver-gleaming knees the greaves Fashioned of gold, close-clipping the strong limbs. Her rainbow-radiant corslet clasped she then About her, and around her shoulders slung,

With glory in her heart, the massy brand

Whose shining length was in a scabbard sheathed Of ivory and silver. Next, her shield

Unearthly splendid, caught she up, whose rim Swelled like the young moon’s arching chariot-rail When high o’er Ocean’s fathomless-flowing stream She rises, with the space half filled with light Betwixt her bowing horns. So did it shine Unutterably fair. Then on her head

She settled the bright helmet overstreamed

With a wild mane of golden-glistering hairs.

So stood she, lapped about with flaming mail,

In semblance like the lightning, which the might, The never-wearied might of Zeus, to earth Hurleth, what time he showeth forth to men Fury of thunderous-roaring rain, or swoop Resistless of his shouting host of winds.

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αὐτίκα δ᾽ ἐγκονέουσα διὲκ μεγάροιο νέεσθαι

δοιοὺς εἵλετ᾽ ἄκοντας ὑπ᾽ ἀσπίδα, δεξιτερῇ δὲ βουπλῆγ᾽ ἀμφίτυπον, τόν οἱ "Epis drrace δεινὴ θυμοβόρου πολέμοιο πελώριον ἔμμεναι ἄλκαρ. 160

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τῷ ἐπικαγχαλόωσα τάχ᾽ ἤλυθεν ἔκτοθι πύργων

Τρῶας ἐποτρύνουσα μάχην ἐς κυδιάνειραν

ἐλθέμεναι": τοὶ δ᾽ ὦκα συναγρόμενοι πεπίθοντο

ἄνδρες ἀριστῆες, καίπερ πάρος οὐκ ἐθέλοντες

στήμεναι ἄντ᾽ ᾿Αχιλῆος: ὁ γὰρ περιδάμνατο πάντας. 16ὅ

ἡ δ᾽ ἄρα κυδιάασκεν ἀάσχετον' Kero δ᾽ ἵππῳ

καλῷ, ὠκυτάτῳ, τόν οἱ ἄλοχος Βορέαο

ὦὥπασεν ᾿Ωρείθυια πάρος Θρήκηνδε κιούσῃ

ξείνιον, ὅς τε θοῆσι μετέπρεπεν ᾿Αρπυίῃσι.

τῷ pa τόθ᾽ ἑζομένη λίπεν ἄστεος αἰπὰ μέλαθρα 170

ἐσθλὴ ἸΠενθεσίλεια" λυγραὶ δέ μιν ὀτρύνεσκον

Κῆρες ὁμῶς πρώτην τε καὶ ὑστατίην ἐπὶ δῆριν

ἐλθέμεν: ἀμφὶ δὲ Τρῶες ἀνοστήτοισι πόδεσσι

πολλοὶ ἕποντ᾽ ἐπὶ δῆριν ἀναιδέα τλήμονι κούρῃ

ἰλαδόν, ἠὕτε μῆλα μετὰ κτίλον, ὅς θ᾽ ἅμα πάντων 175

νισσομένων προθέῃσι δαημοσύνῃσι νομῆος Ὁ

ὡς ἄρα τῇ γ᾽ ἐφέποντο βίῃ μέγα μαιμώωντες

Τρῶες ἐὐσθενέες καὶ ᾿Αμαζόνες ὀβριμόθυμοι.

ἡ δ᾽ οἵη Τριτωνίς, ὅτ᾽ ἤλυθεν ἄντα Γιγάντων,

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Then in hot haste forth of her bower to pass

Caught she two javelins in the hand that grasped

Her shield-band; but her strong right hand laid hold

On a huge halberd, sharp of either blade,

Which terrible Eris gave to Ares’ child

To be her Titan weapon in the strife

That raveneth souls of men. Laughing for glee

Thereover, swiftly flashed she forth the ring

Of towers. Her coming kindled all the sons

Of Troy to rush into the battle forth

Which crowneth men with glory. Swiftly all

Hearkened her gathering-cry, and thronging came,

Champions, yea, even such as theretofore

Shrank back from standing in the ranks of war

Against Achilles the all-ravager.

But she—in pride of triumph on she rode

Throned on a goodly steed and fleet, the gift

Of Oreithyia, the wild North-wind’s bride,

Given to her guest the warrior-maid, what time

She came to Thrace, a steed whose flying feet

Could match the Harpies’ wings. Riding thereon

Penthesileia in her goodlihead

Left the tall palaces of Troy behind.

And ever were the ghastly-visaged Fates

Thrusting her on into the battle, doomed

To be her first against the Greeks—and last !

To right, to left, with unreturning feet

The Trojan thousands followed to the fray,

The pitiless fray, that death-doomed warrior-maid,

Followed in throngs, as follow sheep the ram

That by the shepherd’s art strides before all.

So followed they, with battle-fury filled,

Strong Trojans and wild-hearted Amazons.

And like Tritonis seemed she, as she went

To meet the Giants, or as flasheth far

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ἢ "Ἔρις ἐγρεκύδοιμος ava στρατὸν ἀΐσσουσα, 180 τοίη ἐνὶ Τρώεσσι Jon πέλε ἸΠενθεσίλεια.

Καὶ τότε δὴ Κρονίωνι πολυτλήτους ἀναείρας χεῖρας Λαομέδοντος ἐὺς γόνος ἀφνειοῖο εὔχετ᾽ ἐς ἱερὸν αἰπὺ τετραμμένος ᾿Ἰδαίοιο Ζηνός, ὃς Ἴλιον αἰὲν éots ἐπιδέρκεται ὄσσοις" 185 “κλῦθι, πάτερ, Kal λαὸν ᾿Αχαιικὸν ἤματι τῷδε δὸς πεσέειν ὑπὸ χερσὶν ᾿Αρηιάδος βασιλείης, καὶ δ᾽ αὖ μιν παλίνορσον ἐμὸν ποτὶ δῶμα σάωσον ἁζόμενος τεὸν υἷα πελώριον ὄβριμον "A pyy, αὐτήν θ᾽, οὕνεκ᾽ ἔοικεν ἐπουρανίῃσι θεῆσιν - 190 ἐκπάγλως, καὶ σεῖο θεοῦ γένος ἐστὶ γενέθλης. αἴδεσσαι δ᾽ ἐμὸν ἦτορ, ἐπεὶ κακὰ πολλὰ τέτληκα παΐδων ὀλλυμένων, οὕς μοι περὶ Κῆρες ἔμαρψαν ᾿Αργείων παλάμῃσι κατὰ στόμα δηιοτῆτος" αἴδεο δ᾽, ἕως ἔτι παῦροι ἀφ᾽ αἵματός εἰμεν ἀγαυοῦ 195 Δαρδάνου, ἕως ἀδάϊκτος ἔτι πτόλις, ὄφρα καὶ ἡμεῖς ἐκ φόνου ἀργαλέοιο καὶ ἴΑρεος ἀμπνεύσωμεν.᾽

Ἦ ῥα μέγ᾽ εὐχόμενος" τῷ δ᾽ αἰετὸς ὀξὺ κεκληγὼς ἤδη ἀποπνείουσαν ἔχων ὀνύχεσσι πέλειαν ἐσσυμένως οἴμησεν ἀριστερός: ἀμφὶ δὲ θυμῷ 200 τάρβησε ἸΠριάμοιο νόος, φάτο δ᾽ οὐκέτ᾽ ἀθρήσειν Conv ἸΠενθεσίλειαν ἀπὸ πτολέμοιο κιοῦσαν' καὶ τὸ μὲν ὡς ἤμελλον ἐτήτυμον ἤματι κείνῳ

Kijpes ὑπεκτελέειν' ὁ δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἄὄχνυτο θυμὸν ἐαγώς. 16

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Through war-hosts Eris, waker of onset-shouts. So mighty in the Trojans’ midst she seemed, Penthesileia of the flying feet.

Then unto Cronos’ Son Laomedon’s child Upraised his hands, his sorrow-burdened hands, Turning him toward the sky-encountering fane Of Zeus of Ida, who with sleepless eyes Looks ever down on Ilium; and he prayed : “Father, give ear! Vouchsafe that on this day Achaea’s host may fall before the harids Of this our warrior-queen, the War-god’s child ; And do thou bring her back unscathed again Unto mine halls: we pray thee by the love Thou bear’st to Ares of the fiery heart Thy son, yea, to her also !—is she not Most wondrous like the heavenly Goddesses? And is she not the child of thine own seed? Pity my stricken heart withal! Thou know’st All agonies I have suffered in the deaths Of dear sons whom the Fates have torn from me By Argive hands in the devouring fight. Compassionate us, while a remnant yet Remains of noble Dardanus’ blood, while yet This city stands unwasted! Let us know From ghastly slaughter and strife one breathing-

space !”

In passionate prayer he spake :—lo, with shrill

scream Swiftly to left an eagle darted by And in his talons bare a gasping dove. Then round the heart of Priam all the blood Was chilled with fear. Low to his soul he said: “ Never shall I see return alive from war Penthesileia!’’ On that selfsame day The Fates prepared his boding to fulfil ; And his heart brake with anguish of despair.

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Marvelled the Argives, far across the plain Seeing the hosts of Troy charge down on them, And midst them Penthesileia, Ares’ child.

These seemed like ravening beasts that mid the hills

Bring grimly slaughter to the fleecy flocks ;

And she, as a rushing blast of flame she seemed

That maddeneth through the copses summer- scorched,

When the wind drives it on ; and in this wise

Spake one to other in their mustering host :

“Who shall this be who thus can rouse to war

The Trojans, now that Hector hath been slain—

These who, we said, would never more find heart

To stand against us? Lo now, suddenly

Forth are they rushing, ‘madly afire for fight !

Sure, in their midst some great one kindleth them

To battle’s toil! Thou verily wouldst say

This were a God, of such great deeds he dreams!

Go to, with aweless courage let us arm

Our own breasts: let us summon up our might

In battle-fury. We shall lack not help

Of Gods this day to close in fight with Troy.”

So cried they ; and their flashing battle-gear Cast they about them : forth the ships they poured Clad in the rage of fight as with a cloak.

Then front to front their battles closed, like beasts

Of ravin, locked in tangle of gory strife.

Clanged their bright mail together, clashed the spears,

The corslets, and the stubborn-welded shields

And adamant helms. Each stabbed at other’s flesh

With the fierce brass: was neither ruth nor rest,

And all the Trojan soil was crimson-red.

Then first Penthesileia smote and slew Molion ; now Persinous falls, and now Kilissus ; reeled Antitheus ‘neath her spear :

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The pride of Lernus quelled she: down she bore Hippalmus ’neath her horse-hoofs ; Haemon’s son Died; withered stalwart Elasippus’ strength.

And Derimoé laid low Laogonus,

And Clonié Menippus, him who sailed

Long since from Phylace, led by his lord Protesilaus to the war with Troy.

Then was Podarces, son of Iphiclus,

Heart-wrung with ruth and wrath to see him lie Dead, of all battle-comrades best-beloved.

Swiftly at Clonié he hurled, the maid

Fair as a Goddess: plunged the unswerving lance ’Twixt hip and hip, and rushed the dark blood forth After the spear, and all her bowels gushed out. Then wroth was Penthesileia; through the brawn Of his right arm she drave the long spear's point, She shore atwain the great blood-brimming veins, And through the wide gash of the wound the gore Spirted, a crimson fountain. With a groan Backward he sprang, his courage wholly quelled By bitter pain; and sorrow and dismay

Thrilled, as he fled, his men of Phylace.

A short way from the fight he reeled aside,

And in his friends’ arms died in little space.

Then with his lance Idomeneus thrust out,

And by the right breast stabbed Bremusa. Stilled For ever was the beating of her heart.

She fell, as falls a graceful-shafted pine

Hewn mid the hills by woodmen: heavily, Sighing through all its boughs, it crashes down. So with a wailing shriek she fell, and death Unstrung her every limb: her breathing soul Mingled with multitudinous-sighing winds.

Then, as Evandré through the murderous fray With Thermodosa rushed, stood Meriones,

A lion in the path, and slew: his spear

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Right to the heart of one he drave, and one

Stabbed with a lightning sword-thrust ’twixt the hips :

Leapt ens the wounds the life, and fled away.

Ouleus’ fiery son smote Derinoé

’Twixt throat and shoulder with his ruthless spear ;

And on Alcibié Tydeus’ terrible son

Swooped, and on Derimacheia : head with neck

Clean from the shoulders of these twain he shore

With ruin-wreaking brand. Together down

Fell they, as young calves by the massy axe

Of brawny flesher felled, that, shearing through

The sinews of the neck, lops life away.

So, by the hands of Tydeus’ son laid low

Upon the Trojan plain, far, far away

From their own highland-home, they fell. Nor these

Alone died; for the might of Sthenelus

Down on them hurled Cabeirus’ corse, who came

From Sestos, keen to fight the Argive foe,

But never saw his fatherland again.

Then was the heart of Paris filled with wrath

For a friend slain. Full upon Sthenelus

Aimed he a shaft death-winged, yet touched him not,

Despite his thirst for vengeance: otherwhere

The arrow glanced aside, and carried death

Whither the stern Fates guided its fierce wing,

And slew Evenor brazen-tasleted,

Who from Dulichium came to war with Troy.

For his death fury-kindled was the son

Of haughty Phyleus: as a lion leaps

Upon the flock, so swiftly rushed he: all

Shrank huddling back before that terrible man.

Itymoneus he slew, and Hippasus’ son

Agelaus: from Miletus brought they war

Against the Danaan men by Nastes led,

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The god-like, and Amphimachus mighty-souled.

On Mycale they dwelt ; beside their home

Rose Latmus’ snowy crests, stretched the long glens

Of Branchus, and Panormus’ water-meads.

Maeander’s flood deep-rolling swept thereby,

Which from the Phrygian uplands, pastured o’er

By myriad flocks, around a thousand forelands

Curls, swirls, and drives his hurrying ripples on

Down to the vine-clad land of Carian men.

These mid the storm of battle Meges slew,

Nor these alone, but whomsoe’er his lance

Black-shafted touched, were dead men; for his breast

The glorious Trito-born with courage thrilled

To bring to all his foes the day of doom.

And Polypoetes, dear to Ares, slew

Dresaeus, whom the Nymph Neaera bare

To passing-wise Theiodamas: for these

Spread was the bed of love beside the foot

Of Sipylus the Mountain, where the Gods

Made Niobe a stony rock, wherefrom

Tears ever stream : high up, the rugged crag

Bows as one weeping, weeping: waterfalls

Cry from far-echoing Hermus, wailing moan,

Of sympathy: the sky-encountering crests

Of Sipylus, where alway floats a mist

Hated of shepherds, echo back the cry.

Weird marvel seems that Rock of Niobe

To men that pass with feet fear-goaded : there

They see the likeness of a woman bowed,

In depths of anguish sobbing, and her tears

Drop, as she mourns grief-stricken, endlessly.

Yea, thou wouldst say that verily so it was,

Viewing it from afar; but when hard by

Thou standest, all the illusion vanishes :

And lo, a steep-browed reck, a fragment rent

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THE FALL OF TROY, BOOK I

From Sipylus—yet Niobe is there, Dreeing her weird, the debt of wrath divine, A broken heart in guise of shattered stone.

All through the tangle of that desperate fray Stalked slaughter and doom. The incarnate Onset-

shout Raved through the rolling battle ; at her side Paced Death the ruthless, and the Fearful Faces, The Fates, beside them strode, and in red hands Bare murder and the groans of dying men. That day the beating of full many a heart, Trojan and Argive, was for ever stilled, While roared the battle round them, while the fury Of Penthesileia fainted not nor failed ; But as amid Jong ridges of lone hills A lioness, stealing down a deep ravine, Springs on the kine with lightning leap, athirst For blood wherein her fierce heart revelleth ; So on the Danaans leapt that warrior-maid. And they, their souls were cowed: backward they shrank,

And fast she followed, as a towering surge Chases across the thunder-booming sea A flying bark, whose white sails strain beneath The wind’s wild buffeting, and all the air Maddens with roaring, as the rollers crash On a black foreland looming on the lee Where long reefs fringe the surf-tormented shores. So chased she, and so dashed the ranks asunder Triumphant-souled, and hurled fierce threats before: “Ye dogs, this day for evil outrage done To Priam shall ye pay! No man of you Shall from mine hands deliver his own life, And win back home, to gladden parents’ eyes, Or comfort wife or children. Ye shall lie Dead, ravined on by vultures and by wolves,

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And none shall heap the earth-mound o’er your clay.

Where skulketh now the strength of Tydeus’ son,

And where the might of Aeacus’ scion? Where

Is Aias’ bulk? Ye vaunt them mightiest men

Of all your rabble. Ha! they will not dare

With me to close in battle, lest I drag

Forth from their fainting frames their craven souls

Then heart-uplifted leapt she on the foe,

Resistless as a tigress, crashing through

Ranks upon ranks of Argives, smiting now

With that huge halberd massy-headed, now

Hurling the keen dart, while her battle-horse

Flashed through the fight, and on his shoulder bare

Quiver and bow death-speeding, close to her hand,

If mid that revel of blood she willed to speed

The bitter-biting shaft. Behind her swept

The charging lines of men fleet-footed, friends

And brethren of the man who never flinched

From close death-grapple, Hector, panting all

The hot breath of the War-god from their breasts,

All slaying Danaans with the ashen spear,

Who fell as frost-touched leaves in autumn fall

One after other, or as drops of rain.

And aye went up a moaning from earth’s breast

All blood-bedrenched, and heaped with corse on corse.

Horses pierced through with arrows, or impaled

On spears, were snorting forth their last of strength

With screaming neighings. Men, with gnashing teeth

Biting the dust, lay gasping, while the steeds

Of Trojan charioteers stormed in pursuit,

Trampling the dying mingled with the dead

As oxen trample corn in threshing-floors.

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Then one exulting boasted mid the host Of Troy, beholding Penthesileia rush

On through the foes’ array, like the black storm

That maddens o’er the sea, what time the sun

Allies his might with winter’s Goat-horned Star ; And thus, puffed up with vain hope, shouted he :

“QO friends, in manifest presence down from heaven

One of the deathless Gods this day hath come

To fight the Argives, all of love for us,

Yea, and with sanction of almighty Zeus,

He whose compassion now remembereth

Haply strong-hearted Priam, who may boast

For his a lineage of immortal blood.

For this, I trow, no mortal woman seems,

Who is so aweless-daring, who is clad

In splendour-flashing arms: nay, surely she

Shall be Athene, or the mighty-souled

Enyo—haply Eris, or the Child

Of Leto world-renowned. O yea, I look

To see her hurl amid yon Argive men

Mad-shrieking slaughter, see her set aflame

Yon ships wherein they came long years agone

Bringing us many sorrows, yea, they came

Bringing us woes of war intolerable.

Ha! to the home-land Hellas ne’er shall these

With joy return, since Gods on our side fight.” In overweening exultation so

Vaunted a Trojan. Fool !—he had no vision

Of ruin onward rushing upon himself

And Troy, and Penthesileia’s self withal.

For not as yet had any tidings come

Of that wild fray to Aias stormy-souled,

Nor to Achilles, waster of tower and town.

But on the grave-mound of Menoetius’ son

They twain were lying, with sad memories

Of a dear comrade crushed, and echoing

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7 2 / 7 Ψ 7 ποίης ἐλδομένη θυμηδέος εἴαρι πόρτις ἀνέρος οὐ παρεόντος ἐπέσσυται ἄλλοθεν ἄλλῃ 7 Ν 7 7 / / σινομένη φυτὰ πάντα νέον μάλα τηλεθόωντα, καὶ τὰ μὲν ἂρ κατέδαψε, τὰ δ᾽ ἐν ποσὶν ἠἡμάλ- δυνεν" 400

1 Zimmermann, for MS. οὕνεκα μοῖρα ποτὶ κλεινὸν ὀτρύνουσ᾽ ἀχιλῆα. 22

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Each one the other’s groaning. One it was

Of the Blest Gods who still was holding back

These from the battle-tumult far away, ;

Till many Greeks should fill the measure up

Of woeful havoc, slain by Trojan foes

And glorious Penthesileia, who pursued

With murderous intent their mfted ranks,

While ever waxed her valour more and more,

And waxed her might within her: never in vain

She aimed the unswerving spear-thrust: aye she pierced

The backs of them that fied, the breasts of such

As charged to meet her. All the long shaft dripped

With steaming blood. Swift were her feet as wind

As down she swooped. Her aweless spirit failed

For weariness nor fainted, but her might

Was adamantine. The impending Doom,

Which roused unto the terrible strife not yet

Achilles, clothed her still with glory ; still

Aloof the dread Power stood, and still would shed

Splendour of triumph o’er the death-ordained

But for a little space, ere it should quell

That Maiden ‘neath the hands of Aeacus’ son.

In darkness ambushed, with invisible hand

Ever it thrust her on, and drew her feet

Destruction-ward, and lit her path to death

With glory, while she slew foe after foe.

As when within a dewy garden-close,

Longing for its greerr springtide freshness, leaps

A heifer, and there rangeth to and fro,

When none is by to stay her, treading down

All its green herbs, and all its wealth of bloom,

Devouring greedily this, and marring that

With trampling feet ; so ranged she, Ares’ child,

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ὡς dp ᾿Αχαιῶν vias ἐπεσσυμένη καθ᾽ ὅμιλον / κούρη ᾿Ενυαλίη τοὺς μὲν κτάνε, τοὺς δ᾽ ἐφόβησε. Τρωιάδες δ᾽ ἀπάνευθεν ἀρήια ἔργα γυναικὸς θαύμαξον, πολέμοιο δ᾽ ἔρως λάβεν ἱπποδάμοιο 9 Αντιμάχοιο θύγατρα Μενεπτολέμοιο δ᾽ ἄκοιτιν 405 7 A “ Τισιφόνην" κρατερῇσι δ᾽ ὑπὸ φρεσὶν éupepwavia θαρσαλέον φάτο μῦθον ὁμήλικας ὀτρύνουσα δῇ 2 ON 7 . 2 δέ δ θ ᾽ὔ > 7 Hp ἐπὶ στονόεσσαν" ἔγείρε OE οἱ θράσος ἁλκὴν" “ ᾧ φίλαι, ἄλκιμον ἦτορ ἐνὶ στέρνοισι λαβοῦσαι ἀνδράσιν ἡμετέροισιν ὁμοίμον, οἱ περὶ πάτρης 410 δυσμενέσιν μάρνανταιν ὑπὲρ τεκέων τε καὶ ἡμέων, 5 > 2 / Ide 7 2 \ \ 5 \ οὔποτ᾽ ἀναπνείοντες ὀϊζύος--- ἀλλὰ καὶ αὐταὶ παρθέμεναι φρεσὶ θυμὸν ἴσης μνησώμεθα χάρμης" > Ν 3 7 “ > 3.» 7 ἢ Ἂ οὐ yap ἀπόπροθέν εἰμεν ἐὐσθενέων αἰξηῶν, ἀλλ᾽ οἷον κείνοισι πέλει μένος ἔστι καὶ ἡμῖν" 415 icot © ὀφθαλμοὶ καὶ γούνατα, πάντα δ᾽ ὁμοῖα, \ δ᾽ iy 4 / ὶ / > ἡ ξυνὸν δ᾽ ab πάντεσσι φάος καὶ νήχυτος ἀήρ, φορβὴ δ᾽ οὐχ ἑτέρη" τί δ᾽ ἐπ᾽ ἀνδράσι λώιον ἄλλο θῆκε θεός; τῷ μή τι φεβώμεθα δηιοτῆτα. N 3 ¢ ? a P39 2 A 7 ἢ οὐχ ὁράατε γυναῖκα μέγ᾽ αἰζηῶν προφέρουσαν 420 ἀγχεμάχων; τῆς & οὔτι πέλει σχεδὸν οὔτε γενέθλη οὔτ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἑὸν πτολίεθρον, ὑπὲρ ξείνοιο δ᾽ ἄνακτος μάρναται ἐκ θυμοῖο καὶ οὐκ ἐμπάζεται ἀνδρῶν ἐνθεμένη φρεσὶ θάρσος ἀταρτηρόν τε νόημα" ἡμῖν δ᾽ ἄλλοθεν ἄλλα παραὶ ποσὶν ἄλγεα κεῖται 425 a \ \ , 2 2. f 2 \ / τῆς μὲν yap φίλα τέκνα καὶ ἀνέρες ἀμφὶ πόλην 34

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Through reeling squadrons of Achaea’s sons,

Slew these, and hunted those in panic rout. From Troy afar the women marvelling gazed

At the Maid’s battle-prowess. Suddenly

A fiery passion for the fray hath seized

Antimachus’ daughter, Meneptolemus’ wife,

Tisiphone. Her heart waxed strong, and filled

With lust of fight she cried to her fellows all,

With desperate-daring words, to spur them on

To woeful war, by recklessness made strong:

* Friends, let a heart of valour in our breasts

Awake! Let us be like our lords, who fight

With foes for fatherland, for babes, for us,

And never pause for breath in that stern strife !

Let us too throne war’s spirit in our hearts!

Let us too face the fight which favoureth none !

For we, we women, be not creatures cast

In diverse mould from men: to us is given

Such energy of life as stirs in them.

Eyes have we like to theirs, and limbs: throughout

Fashioned we are alike : one common light

We look on, and one common air we breathe:

With like food are we nourished :—nay, wherein

Have we been dowered of God more niggardly

Than men? Then let us shrink not from the fray!

See ye not yonder a woman far excelling

Men in the grapple of fight? Yet is her blood

Nowise akin to ours, nor fighteth she

For her own city. For an alien king

She warreth of her own heart’s prompting, fears

The face of no man; for her soul is thrilled

With valour and with spirit invincible.

But we —to right, to left, lie woes on woes

About our feet: this mourns beloved sons,

And that a husband who for hearth and home

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ὦλλυνθ᾽, at δὲ τοκῆας ὀδυρόμεθ᾽ οὐκέτ᾽ ἐόντας" ἄλλαι δ᾽ αὖτ᾽ ἀκάχηνται ἀδελφειῶν ἐπ᾽ ὀλέθρῳ καὶ πηῶν: οὐ γάρ τις ὀϊζυρῆς κακότητος ἄμμορος" ἐλπωρὴ δὲ πέλει καὶ δούλιον ἦμαρ 430 εἰσιδέειν: τῷ μή τις ἔτ᾽ ἀμβολίη πολέμοιο εἴη τειρομένῃσιν' ἔοικε γὰρ ἐν δαὶ μᾶλλον τεθνάμεν ἢ μετόπισθεν ὑπ᾽ ἀλλοδαποῖσιν ἄγεσθαι νηπιάχοις ἅμα παισὶν ἀνιηρῇ ὑπ᾽ ἀνάγκῃ ἄστεος αἰθομένοιο καὶ ἀνδρῶν οὐκέτ᾽ ἐόντων." 435

‘Os ἄρ᾽ ἔφη: πάσῃσι δ᾽ ἔρως στυγεροῖο μόθοιο ἔμπεσεν: ἐσσυμένως δὲ πρὸ τείχεος ὁρμαίνεσκον βήμεναι ἐν τεύχεσσιν ἀρηγέμεναι μεμαυῖΐαι ἄστεϊ καὶ λαοῖσιν: ὀρίνετο δέ σφισι θυμός. ὡς δ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἔσω σίμβλοιο μέγ᾽ ἰύζωσι μέλισσαι 440 χείματος οὐκέτ᾽ ἐόντος, ὅτ᾽ ἐς νομὸν ἐντύνονται ἐλθέμεν, οὐδ᾽ ἄρα τῇσι φίλον πέλει ἔνδοθι μίμνειν, ἄλλη δ᾽ αὖθ᾽ ἑτέρην προκαλίζεται ἐκτὸς ἄγεσθαι" ὡς ἄρα Τρωιάδες ποτὶ φύλοπιν ἐγκονέουσαι ἀλλήλας ὥτρυνον: ἀπόπροθι δ᾽ εἴρια θέντο 445 καὶ Tardpous, ἀλεγεινὰ δ᾽ ἐπ᾽ ἔντεα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.

Καί νύ κεν ἄστεος ἐκτὸς ἅμα σφετέροισιν ὄλοντο ἀνδράσι καὶ σθεναρῇσιν ᾿Αμαζόσιν ἐν δαὶ κείνῃ, εἰ μή σφεας κατέρυξε πύκα φροπέουσα Θεανὼ ἐσσυμένας πινυτοῖσι παραυδήσασ᾽ ἐπέεσσι" 450 “ τίπτε ποτὶ κλόνον αἰνὸν ἐελδόμεναι πονέεσθαι, σχέτλιαι, οὔτε πάροιθε πονησάμεναι περὶ χάρμης, ἀλλ᾽ ἄρα νηΐδες ἔργον ἐπ᾽ ἄτλητον μεμαυῖα! 36

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Hath died ; some wail for fathers now no more; Some grieve for brethren and for kinsmen lost. Not one but hath some share in sorrow’s cup, Behind all this a fearful shadow looms,

The day of bondage! Therefore flinch not ye From war, O sorrow-laden! Better far

To die in battle now, than afterwards

Hence to be haled into captivity

To alien folk, we and our little ones,

In the stern grip of fate leaving behind

A burning city, and our husbands’ graves.”

So cried she, and with passion for stern war Thrilled all those women; and with eager speed They hasted to go forth without the wall Mail-clad, afire to battle for their town And people : all their spirit was aflame.

As when within a hive, when winter-tide

Is over and gone, loud hum the swarming bees What time they make them ready forth to fare

To bright flower-pastures, and no more endure

To linger therewithin, but each to other

Crieth the challenge-cry to sally forth ;

Even so bestirred themselves the women of Troy, And kindled each her sister to the fray.

The weaving-wool, the distaff far they flung,

And to grim weapons stretched their eager hands.

And now without the city these had died In that wild battle, as their husbands died And the strong Amazons died, had not one voice Of wisdom cried to stay their maddened feet, When with dissuading words Theano spake :

“ Wherefore, ah wherefore for the toil and strain Of battle’s fearful tumult do ye yearn,

Infatuate ones? Never your limbs have toiled In conflict yet. In utter ignorance

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ὄρνυσθ᾽ ἀφραδέως; οὐ yap σθένος ἔσσεται ἴσον ἡμῖν καὶ Δαναοῖσιν ἐπισταμένοισε μάχεσθαι. 455 αὐτὰρ ᾿Αμαζόσι δῆρις ἀμείλιχος ἱπτπασίαι τε εὔαδον ἐξ ἀρχῆς καὶ ὅσ᾽ ἀνέρες ἔργα μέλονται" bd > » ? Ν > / ὟΝ » τοὔνεκ᾽ ἄρα σφίσι θυμὸς ἀρήιος αὐὲν ὄρωρεν, 5.3. 9 n 7 ? \ I ? f 4 οὐδ᾽ ἀνδρῶν δεύονται, ἐπεὶ ππόνος ἐς μέγα κάρτος θυμὸν ἀνηέξησε καὶ ἄτρομα γούνατ᾽ ἔθηκε. 460 τὴν δὲ φάτις καὶ "Άρηος ἔμεν κρατεροῖο θύγατρα" ~ € / > 9 f 5 3 τῷ οἱ θηλυτέρην τιν᾽ ἐριξέμεν οὔτι ἔοικεν" -N\ f 3 3 7 “3 3 , ἠὲ τάχ᾽ ἀθανάτων τις ἐπήλυθεν εὐχομένοισιν. πᾶσι δ᾽ ap ἀνθρώποισιν ὁμὸν γένος, ἀλλ᾽ ἐπὶ ἔργα στρωφῶντ᾽ ἄλλος ἐπ’ ἄλλα" ᾿πέλει δ᾽ ἄρα κεῖνο φέριστον 4θ γ᾽ ev \.. 2 2 t f . ἔργον, 6 Te φρεσὶν How ἐπιστάμενος ππονέηται τοὔνεκα δηιοτῆτος ἀποσχόμεναι κελαδεινῆς ἱστὸν ἐπεντύνεσθε φίλων ἔντοσθε μελάθρων. ἀνδράσι δ᾽ ἡμετέροισι περὶ πτολέμοιο μελήσει. ἐλπωρὴ δ᾽ ἀγαθοῖο τάχ᾽ ἔσσεται, οὕνεκ᾽ ᾿Αχαιοὺς 470 δερκόμεθ᾽ ὀλλυμένους, μέγα δὲ κράτος ὄρνυται ἀνδρῶν a“ \ ἡμετέρων: οὐδ᾽ ἔστι’ κακοῦ δέος" οὔτι yap ἄστυ δήιοι ἀμφὶς ἔχουσιν ἀνηλέες, οὔτ᾽ ἀλεγεινὴ / 5 t \ 7} f 25 γίνετ᾽ ἀναγκαίη καὶ θηλυτέρῃσι μάχεσθαι. ὰ 4 Ὡς φάτο: ταὶ δ᾽ ἐπίθοντο παλαιοτέρῃ περ ἐούσῃ, 475 7 f \ ὑσμίνην δ᾽ ἀπάνευθεν ἐσέδρακον. ἡ δ᾽ ἔτει λαοὺς δάμνατο ἸΤενθεσίλεια, περιτρομέοντο δ᾽ ᾿Αχαιοΐ, 38

THE FALL OF TROY, BOOK I

Panting for labour unendurable,

Ye rush on all-unthinking; for your strength Can never be as that of Danaan men,

Men trained in daily battle. Amazons

Have joyed in ruthless fight, in charging steeds, From the beginning : all the toil of men

Do they endure ; and therefore evermore

The spirit of the War-god thrills them through. They fall not short of men in anything:

Their labour-hardened frames make great their hearts For all achievement: never faint their knees Nor tremble. Rumour speaks their queen to be A daughter of the mighty Lord of War. Therefore no woman may compare with her

In prowess—if she be a woman, not

A God come down in answer to our prayers. Yea, of one blood be all the race of men,

Yet unto diverse labours still they turn ;

And that for each is evermore the best

Whereto he bringeth skill of use and wont. Therefore do ye from tumult of the fray

Hold you aloof, and in your women’s bowers Before the loom still pace ye to and fro;

And war shall be the business of our lords.

Lo, of fair issue is there hope: we see

The Achaeans falling fast : we see the might Of our men waxing ever: fear is none

Of evil issue now : the pitiless foe

Beleaguer not the town : no desperate need There is that women should go forth to war.”

So cried she, and they hearkened to the words Of her who had garnered wisdom from the years ; So from afar they watched the fight. But still Penthesileia brake the ranks, and still Before her quailed the Achaeans : still they found

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οὐδέ σφιν θανάτοιο πέλε στονόεντος aduUELS ἀλλ᾽ ἅτε μηκάδες αἶγες ὑπὸ βλοσυρῇσι γένυσσι ὃ / 7 40} δ᾽ “7 3 { / πορδάλιος κτείνοντο, TOOH δ᾽ ἔχεν οὐκέτι χάρμης 480 ἀνέρας ἀλλὰ φόβοιο, καὶ ἄλλυδις ἤιον ἄλλοι ες Ν 3 / 1. ΑΝ f / > 9 5 + οἱ μὲν ἀπορρίψαντες ἐπὶ χθόνα tevye ἀπ᾽ ὥμων, eo? ΚΝ ‘\ / νι ¢ 7 3 / οἱ δ᾽ ἄρα σὺν τεύχεσσι, Kal ἡνιόχων ἀπάνευθεν Φ » 7 > 7 > >» f ἵπποι ἴσαν φεύγοντες" ἐπεσσυμένοις δ᾽ ἄρα χάρμα ἔπλετ᾽, ἀπολλυμένων δὲ πολὺς στόνος" οὐδέ τις ἀλκὴ 485᾽ ia / / \ / γίνετο τειρομένοισι" μινυνθάδιοι δὲ πέλοντο πάντες, ὅσους ἐκίχανεν ἀνὰ κρυερὸν στόμα χάρμης. ὡς δ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἐπιβρίσασα μέγα στονόεσσα θύελλα ἄλλα μὲν ἐκ ῥιζέων χαμάδις βάλε δένδρεα μακρὰ ἄνθεσι τηλεθόωντα, τὰ δ᾽ ἐκ πρέμνοιο κέδασσεν 490 ὑψόθεν, ἀλλήλοισι δ᾽ ἐπὶ κλασθέντα κέχυνται: “a a / \ \ > f ws Δαναῶν κέκλιντο πολὺς στρατὸς ἐν κονίῃσι Μοιράων ἰότητι καὶ ἔγχεϊ Ἰ]ενθεσιλείης.

Αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ καὶ νῆες ἐνυπρήσεσθαι ἔμελλον χερσὶν ὕπο Γρώων, τότε που μενεδήιος Αἴας 495 οἰμωγῆς ἐσάκουσε καὶ Αἰακίδην προσέειπεν"

“ ὦ ᾿Αχιλεῦ, περὶ δή μοι ἀπείριτος ἤλυθεν αὐδὴ

οὔασιν ὡς πολέμοιο συνεσταότος μεγάλοιο'

ἀλλ᾽ ἴομεν, μὴ Τρῶες ὑποφθάμενοι παρὰ νηυσὶν

᾿Αργείους ὀλέσωσι, καταφλέξωσι δὲ νῆας" 500 “ 7 9 4 3 / 3 Ἁ

vow & ἀμφοτέροισιν ἐλεγχείη ἀλεγεινὴ

ἔσσεται: οὐ γὰρ ἔοικε Διὸς μεγάλοιο γεγῶτας

αἰσχύνει" TaTépwv ἱερὸν γένος, οἵ pa καὶ αὐτοὶ

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Nor screen nor hiding-place from imminent death. As bleating goats are by the blood-stained jaws Of a grim panther torn, so slain were they. In each man’s heart all lust of battle died, And fear alone lived. This way, that way fled The panic-stricken : some to earth had flung The armour from their shoulders ; some in dust Grovelled in terror ‘neath their shields: the steeds Fled through the rout unreined of charioteers. In rapture of triumph charged the Amazons, With groan and scream of agony died the Greeks. Withered their manhood was in that sore strait ; Brief was the span of all whom that fierce maid ᾿ Mid the grim jaws of battle overtook. As when with mighty roaring bursteth down A storm upon the forest-trees, and some Uprendeth by the roots, and on the earth Dashes them down, the tall stems blossom-crowned, And snappeth some athwart the trunk, and high Whirls them through air, till all confused they lie A ruin of splintered stems and shattered sprays; So the great Danaan host lay, dashed to dust By doom of Fate, by Penthesileia’s spear.

But when the very ships were now at point To be by hands of Trojans set aflame, Then battle-bider Aias heard afar The panic-cries, and spake to Aeacus’ son: “ Achilles, all the air about mine ears Is full of multitudinous cries, is full Of thunder of battle rolling nearer aye. Let us go forth then, ere the Trojans win Unto the ships, and make great slaughter there Of Argive men, and set the ships aflame. Foulest reproach such thing on thee and me Should bring ; for it beseems not that the seed Of mighty Zeus should shame the sacred blood

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τὸ πρὶν ἅμ᾽ “Ἥρακλῆι δαΐφρονι Λαομέδοντος

Τροίην, ἀγλαὸν ἄστυ, διέπραθον ἐγχείησι" 505

ὡς καὶ νῦν τελέεσθαι ὑφ᾽ ἡμετέρῃσιν ὀέω

χερσίν, ἐπεὶ μέγα κάρτος ἀέξεται ἀμφοτέροισιν."

‘Os φάτο' τῷ δ᾽ ἐπίθησε θρασὺ σθένος Αἰακίδαο"

κλαγγὴν γὰρ στονόεσσαν ὑπέκλυεν οὔασιν οἷσιν.

ἄμφω δ᾽ ὡρμήθησαν ἐπ᾽ ἔντεα μαρμαίροντα" 510

καὶ τὰ μὲν ἑσσάμενοι κατεναντίον ἔσταν ὁμίλου"

τῶν δ᾽ ἄρα τεύχεα καλὰ μέγ᾽ ἔβραχε' μαΐνετο δέ σφιν

ἶσον θυμὸς "Apyt: τόσον σθένος ἀμφοτέροισι

δῶκεν ἐπειγομένοισι σακέσπαλος ᾿Ατρυτώνη.

᾿Αργεῖοι δ᾽ ἐχάρησαν, ἐπεὶ ἴδον ἄνδρε κραταιὶὼ δΙ1ὅ

εἰδομένω παίδεσσιν ᾿Αλωῆος μεγάλοιο,

οἵ ποτ᾽ ἐπ᾽ εὐρὺν ᾽ὌΟλυμπον ἔφαν θέμεν οὔρεα μακρὰ

Ὄσσαν T αἰπεινὴν καὶ Πήλιον ὑψικάρηνον,

ὅππως δὴ μεμαῶτε καὶ οὐρανὸν εἰσαφίκωνται"

τοῖοι ἄρ᾽ ἀντέστησαν ἀταρτηροῦ πολέμοιο 520

Αἰακίδαι, μέγα χάρμα λιλαιομένοισιν ᾿Αχαιοῖς,

ἄμφω ἐπειγόμενοι δηίων ἀπὸ λαὸν ὀλέσσαι.

πολλοὺς δ᾽ ἐγχείῃησιν ἀμαιμακέτῃσι δάμασσαν'

ὡς δ᾽ ὅτε πίονα μῆλα βοοδμητῆρε λέοντε

εὑρόντ᾽ ἐν ξυλόχοισι φίλων ἀπάνευθε νομήων 525

1 Zimmermann (for MS. Τροίης), whose arrangement of lines is adopted.

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Of hero-fathers, who themselves of old With Hercules the battle-eager sailed To Troy, and smote her even at her height Of glory, when Laomedon was king. Ay, and I ween that our hands even now Shall do the like: we too are mighty men.”

He spake: the aweless strength of Aeacus’ son Hearkened thereto, for also to his ears By this the roar of bitter battle came. Then hasted both, and donned their warrior-gear All splendour-gleaming : now, in these arrayed Facing that stormy-tossing rout they stand. Loud clashed their glorious armour: in their souls A battle-fury like the War-god’s wrath Maddened; such might was breathed into these

twain ;

By Atrytoné, Shaker of the Shield, As on they pressed. With joy the Argives saw The coming of that mighty twain: they seemed In semblance like Aléeus’ giant sons Who in the old time made that haughty vaunt Of piling on Olympus’ brow the height Of Ossa steeply-towering, and the crest Of sky-encountering Pelion, so to rear A mountain-stair for their rebellious rage To scale the highest heaven. Huge as these The sons of Aeacus seemed, as forth they strode To stem the tide of war. A gladsome sight To friends who have fainted for their coming, now Onward they press to crush triumphant foes. Many they slew with their resistless spears ; As when two herd-destroying lions come On sheep amid the copses feeding, far From help of shepherds, and in heaps on heaps

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/ ? 2 , @ , πανσυδίῃ κτείνωσιν, ἄχρις μέλαν αἷμα πιόντες σπλάγχνων ἐμπλήσωνται ἐὴν πολυχανδέα νηδύν' ὡς οἵ γ᾽ ἄμφω ὄλεσσαν ἀπειρέσιον στρατὸν ἀνδρῶν.

/

"Ev? Αἴας ἕλε Anioyov καὶ ἀρήιον “ὕλλον, Εὐρύνομόν τε φιλοπτόλεμον καὶ ᾿Ε;νυέα δῖον. 530 ᾿Αντάνδρην δ᾽ dpa ἸΤηλείδης ἕλε καὶ ἸΤολεμοῦσαν ἠδὲ καὶ ᾿Αντιβρότην, μετὰ δ᾽ Ἵπποθόην ἐρίθυμον, τῇσι δ᾽ ἔφ᾽ ᾿Αρμοθόην' ἐπὶ δ᾽ ᾧχετο λαὸν ἅπαντα σὺν Τελαμωνιάδῃ μεγαλήτορι: τῶν δ᾽ ὑπὸ χερσὶ πυκναί τε σθεναραΐί τε κατηρείποντο φάλαγγες 535 ῥεῖα καὶ ὀτραλέως, ὡσεὶ πυρὶ δάσκιος ὕλη οὔρεος ἐν ξυνοχῆσιν ἐπισπέρχοντος ἀήτεω.

Τοὺς δ᾽ ὁπότ᾽ εἰσενόησε δαΐφρων ἸΠενθεσίλεια θῆρας ὅπως θύνοντας ἀνὰ μόθον ὀκρυόεντα, ἀμφοτέρων ὥρμησε καταντίον, ἠὕτε λυγρὴ 540

f 3 7 2 la ey 4 πόρδαλις ἐν ξυλόχοισιν ὀλέθριον ἦτορ ἔχουσα αἰνὰ περισσαίνουσα θόρῃ κατέναντ᾽ ἐπιόντων ἀγρευτέων, οἵπερ μιν ἐν ἔντεσι θωρηχθέντες ἐσσυμένην μίμνουσι πεποιθότες ἐγχείῃσιν' ὡς ἄρα ΤΙενθεσίλειαν ἀρήιοι ἄνδρες ἔμιμνον 545 ὃ ‘4 > »% 2 Ἁ δέ \ > oh

OUpaT ἀειράμενοι" “περὶ ὃὲ σφισι χαλκὸς ἀὔτει κινυμένων" πρώτη δ᾽ ἔβαλεν περιμήκετον ἔγχος ἐσθχλὴ ἸΠενθεσίλεια" τὸ δ᾽ ἐς σάκος Αἰακίδαο ἷξεν, ἀπεπλάγχθη δὲ διατρυφὲν εὖτ᾽ ἀπὸ πέτρης"

Ἂϑ of ς ᾿ ’, of mn tot ἔσαν Ἡφαίστοιο περίφρονος ἄμβροτα δῶρα. 550

3 a ἡ δ᾽ ἕτερον μετὰ χερσὶ τιτύσκετο θοῦρον ἄκοντα

y 7 \ Σ f 3 [ὠ Αἴαντος κατέναντα καὶ ἀμφοτέροισιν ἀπείλει"

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Slay them, till they have drunken to the full Of blood, and filled their maws insatiate With flesh, so those destroyers twain slew on, Spreading wide havoc through the hosts of Troy.

There Déiochus and gallant Hyllus fell By Aias slain, and fell Kurynomus Lover of war, and goodly Enyeus died. But Peleus’ son burst on the Amazons Smiting Antandré, Polemusa then, Antibroté, fierce-souled Hippothoé, Hurling Harmothoé down on sisters slain. Then hard on all their reeling ranks he pressed With Telamon’s mighty-hearted son ; and now Before their hands battalions dense and strong Crumbled as weakly and as suddenly As when in mountain-folds the forest-brakes Shrivel before a tempest-driven fire.

When battle-eager Penthesileia saw These twain, as through the scourging storm of war Like ravening beasts they rushed, to meet them there She sped, as when a leopard grim, whose mood ~ Is deadly, leaps from forest-coverts forth, Lashing her tail, on hunters closing round, While these, in armour clad, and putting trust In their long spears, await her lightning leap ; So did those warriors twain with spears upswung Wait Penthesileia. Clanged the brazen plates About their shoulders as they moved. And first Leapt the long-shafted lance sped from the hand Of goodly Penthesileia. Straight it flew To the shield of Aeacus’ son, but glancing thence This way and that the shivered fragments sprang As from a rock-face : of such temper were The cunning-hearted Fire-god’s gifts divine. Then in her hand the warrior-maid swung up A second javelin fury-winged, against

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-ς . δ Lo mA. oN κ᾿, 1... 4 » νῦν μὲν ἐμῆς ἀπὸ χειρὸς ἐτώσιον ἔκθορεν ἔγχος" ἀλλ᾽ ὀΐω τάχα τῷδε μένος καὶ θυμὸν ὀλέσσειν ὑμέων ἀμφοτέρων, οἵ 7 ἄλκιμοι εὐχετάασθε 555 “᾿ / ἔμμεναι ἐν Δαναοῖσιν' ἐλαφροτέρη δὲ μόθοιο ἔσσεται ἱπποδάμοισι τότε Τρώεσσιν ὀϊζύς. ἀλλά μοι ἄσσον ἵκεσθε κατὰ κλόνον, ὄφρ᾽ ἐσί- δησθε, Ψ 2 7 , 3 v4 la ὅσσον ᾿Αμαζόσι κάρτος ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν bpwpev \ 7 : 7 > \ 3 / 5 Ν καὶ γάρ μεὺ γένος ἐστὶν ᾿Αρήιον: οὐδέ με θνητὸς 560 / > 39. ¢ 2 3 2 Χ ΓΜ > ἢ ς A γείνατ᾽ ἀνήρ, ἀλλ᾽ αὐτὸς "Αρης ἀκόρητος ομοκλῆς" τοὔνεκά μοι μένος ἐστὶ πολὺ προφερέστατον

ἀνδρῶν."

ἢ, μέγα [καγχαλόωσα κατὰ φρένας: ἧκε δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἔγχος

δεύτερον"] οἱ δ᾽ ἐγέλασσαν, ἄφαρ δέ οἱ ἤλασεν αἰχμὴ

Αἴαντος κνημῖδα πανάργυρον. οὐδέ οἱ εἴσω

ἤλυθεν ἐς χρόα καλὸν ἐπειγομένη περ ἱκέσθαι' 565

οὐ γὰρ δὴ πέπρωτο μιγήμεναι αἵματι κείνου δυσμενέων στονόεσσαν ἐπὶ πτολέμοισιν ἀκωκήν. Αἴας δ᾽ οὐκ ἀλέγιζεν ᾿Αμαζόνος, ἀλλ᾽ ἄρα Τρώων ἐς πληθὺν ἀνόρουσε' λίπεν δ᾽ ἄρα ἸΤηλείωνι οἴῳ Πενθεσίλειαν, ἐπεί ῥά οἱ ἐν φρεσὶ θυμὸς 570 ἤδεεν, ὡς ᾿Αχιλῆι καὶ ἰφθέμη περ ἐοῦσα [2 (ὃ 7 ΕΜ θ᾽ e of / βηϊδιίος πόνος ἐσσεθ᾽ ὅπως ipnke πέλεια.

ἫἋ δὲ 7 7 ΕῚ fa A n

é μέγα στονάχησεν ἐτώσια δοῦρα Barovca:

᾿ καί, μιν κερτομέων προσεφώνεε Ἰ]ηλέος υἱός" “ ᾧ γύναι, ὡς ἁλίοισιν ἀγωλλομένη ἐπέεσσιν 575 46

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Aias, and with fierce words defied the twain: « Ha, from mine hand in vain one lance hath leapt! But with this second look I suddenly To quell the strength and courage of two foes,— Ay, though ye vaunt you mighty men of war Amid your Danaans! Die ye shall, and so Lighter shall be the load of war's affliction That lies upon the Trojan chariot-lords. Draw nigh, come through the press to grips with me, So shall ye learn what might wells up in breasts Of Amazons. With my blood is mingled war ! No mortal man begat me, but the Lord Of War, insatiate of the battle-cry. Therefore my might is more than any man’s.” With scornful laughter spake she: then she hurled Her second lance; but they in utter scorn Laughed now, as swiftly flew the shaft, and smote The silver greave of Aias, and was foiled Thereby, and all its fury could not scar The flesh within; for fate had ordered not That any blade of foes should taste the blood Of Aias in the bitter war. But he Recked of the Amazon naught, but turned him thence To rush upon the Trojan host, and left Penthesileia unto Peleus’ son Alone, for well he knew his heart within That she, for all her prowess, none the less Would cost Achilles battle-toil as light, As effortless, as doth the dove the hawk. Then groaned she an angry groan that she had sped Her shafts in vain; and now with scoffing speech To her in turn the son of Peleus spake : ἐς Woman, with what vain vauntings triumphing

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ἡμέων ἤλυθες ἄντα λιλαιομένη πολεμίξειν, “A f 7 i 2 3 , e f ot μέγα φέρτατοί εἰμεν ἐπιχθονίων ἡρώων' ἐκ γὰρ δὴ Κρονίωνος ἐριγδούποιο γενέθλης εὐχόμεθ᾽ ἐκγεγάμεν: τρομέεσκε δὲ καὶ θοὸς “Ἑϊκτωρ ἡμέας, εἰ καὶ ἄπωθεν ἐσέδρακεν ἀΐσσοντας δῆριν ἐπὶ στονόεσσαν" ἐμὴ δέ μιν ἔκτανεν αἰχμὴ 580 καὶ κρατερόν περ ἐόντα' σὺ δ᾽ ἐν φρεσὶ πάγχυ μέμηνας, ἢ μέγ᾽ ἔτλης καὶ νῶιν ἐπηπείλησας ὄλεθρον σήμερον: ἀλλὰ σοὶ εἶθαρ ἐλεύσεται ὕστατον ἣμαρ' οὐδὲ γὰρ οὐδ᾽ αὐτός σε πατὴρ ἔτι ῥύσεται "Ἄρης 585 3 » 7 , \ Ν / 9 > 2 Yd ἐξ ἐμέθεν: τίσεις δὲ κακὸν μόρον, εὖτ᾽ ἐν ὄρεσσι κεμμὰς ὁμαρτήσασα βοοδμητῆρι λέοντι. ἢ οὔπω τόδ᾽ ἄκουσας, ὅσων ὑποκάππεσε γυῖα ἘΠ / θ \ lal ¢ 73 ¢ 7 7 ἐπ άνθον πὰρ προχοῆῇσιν up ἡμετέρῃς παλάμῃσιν; ἤ σευ πευθομένης μάκαρες φρένας ἐξείλοντο 590 \ , v fo! > / > 2 ” καὶ νόον, ὄφρα σε Ἰζῆρες ἀμείλυιχοι ἀμφιχάνωσιν; ‘Os εἰπὼν οἴμησε κραταιῇ χειρὶ τιταίνων λαοφόνον δόρυ μακρὸν ὑπαὶ Χείρωνι πονηθέν' αἶψα δ᾽ ὑπὲρ μαξοῖο δαΐφρονα ]ενθεσίλειαν οὔτασε δεξιτεροῖο: μέλαν δέ οἱ ἔρρεεν αἷμα 595 3 f € 3 3 ¢ “ / ἐσσυμένως" ἡ δ᾽ εἶθαρ ὑπεκλάσθη μελέεσσιν" ἐκ δ᾽ ἔβαλεν χειρὸς πέλεκυν μέγαν: ἀμφὶ δέ οἱ νὺξ ὀφθαλμοὺς ἤχλυσε καὶ ἐς φρένα δῦσαν ἀνῖαι. ἀλλὰ καὶ ὃς ἄμπνυς καὶ εἴσιδε δήιον ἄνδρα ἤδη μιν μέλλοντα καθελκέμεν ὠκέος ἵππου" 600 ὥρμηνεν δ᾽ ἢ χειρὶ μέγα ξίφος εἰρύσσασα 48

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Hast thou come forth against us, all athirst

To battle with us, who be mightier far

Than earthborn heroes? We from Cronos’ Son,

The Thunder-roller, boast our high descent.

Ay, even Hector quailed, the battle-swift,

Before us, e’en though far away he saw

Our onrush to grim battle. Yea, my spear

Slew him, for all his might. But thou—thine heart

Is utterly mad, that thou hast greatly dared

To threaten us with death this day! On thee

Thy latest hour shall swiftly come—is come!

Thee not thy sire the War-god now shall pluck

Out of mine hand, but thou the debt shalt pay

Of a dark doom, as when mid mountain-folds

A pricket meets a lion, waster of herds.

What, woman, hast thou heard not of the heaps

Of slain, that into Xanthus’ rushing stream

Were thrust by these mine hands?—or hast thou

heard

In vain, because the Blesséd Ones have stol’n

Wit and discretion from thee, to the end

That Doom’s relentless gulf might gape for thee?” He spake; he swung up in his mighty hand

And sped the long spear warrior-slaying, wrought

By Chiron, and above the right breast pierced

The battle-eager maid. The red blood leapt

Forth, as a fountain wells, and all at once

Fainted the strength of Penthesileia’s limbs ;

Dropped the great battle-axe from her nerveless

hand ;

A mist of darkness overveiled her eyes,

And anguish thrilled her soul. Yet even so

Still drew she difficult breath, still dimly saw

The hero, even now in act to dra

Her from the swift steed’s back. Confusedly

She thought: “ Or shall I draw my mighty sword,

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n > 7 A 3 mn > f μεῖναι ἐπεσσυμένοιο Good ᾿Αχίλῆος épany, ἢ κραιπνῶς ἵπποιο κατ᾽ ὠκυτάτοιο θοροῦσα λίσσεσθ᾽ ἀνέρα δῖον, ὑποσχέσθαι δέ οἱ ὦκα χαλκὸν ἅλις καὶ χρυσόν, ἅ τε φρένας ἔνδον taiver 605 θνητῶν ἀνθρώπων, εἰ καὶ μάλα τις θρασὺς εἴη, τοῖς ἤν πως πεπίθοιτ᾽ ὀλοὸν σθένος Αἰακίδαο"

Ἂν \ ¢ , > 7 \ \ ἢ καὶ ὁμηλικίην αἰδεσσάμενος κατὰ θυμὸν δῴη νόστιμον ἦμαρ ἐελδομένῃ περ ἀλύξαι.

Kal τὸ μὲν ὡς ὥρμαινε" θεοὶ δ᾽ ἑτέρωσε βάλοντο. 610

an \ 2 ΄ 7 39 3 , 7) ch TH yap ἐπεσσύμενος μέγ᾽ ἐχώσατο Πηλέος vids, καί οἱ ἄφαρ συνέπειρεν ἀελλόποδος δέμας ἵππου" εὗτέ τις ἀμφ᾽ ὀβελοῖσιν ὑπὲρ πυρὸς αἰθαλόεντος σπλάγχνα διωμπείρῃσιν ἐπειγόμενος ποτὶ δόρπον, NOt ‘4 \ ? ν᾽ 5, ἢ ὡς τις στονόεντα βαλὼν ἐν ὄρεσσιν ἄκοντα 61ὅ

Ἁ > 4 , \ 7 f Onpyrnp ἐλάφοιο μέσην διὰ νηδύα κέρσῃ 2 f la \ \ 5 3 \ ἐσσυμένως, πταμένη δὲ διαμπερὲς ὄβριμος αἰχμὴ πρέμνον ἐς ὑψικόμοιο πάγη Spuds ἠένυ πεύκης" ὡς ἄρα Ἰ]ενθεσΐλειαν ὁμῶς περικαλλέι ἵππῳ ἀντικρὺ διάμησεν ὑπ᾽ ἔγχεϊ μαιμώωντι 620 i 7 as + 4% “ / \ 3 f

Πηλείδης" ἡ δ᾽ ὦκα μίγη Kovin Kal ὀλέθρῳ

3 , > a“ ? 2) 3 7 ON εὐσταλέως ἐρεποῦσα Kat οὔδεος" οὐδέ οἱ αἰδὼς v7 7 >? με / 7 9 \ 7 ΖΝ ἤσχυνεν δέμας ἠῦ" τάθη δ᾽ ἐπὶ νηδύα μακρῷ δουρὶ περισπαίρουσα, θοῷ δ᾽ ἐπεκέκλιτο ἵππῳ" . εὖτ᾽ ἐλάτη κλασθεῖσα Bin κρυεροῦ Βορέαο, 625 ἥν τέ που αἰπυτάτην avd τ᾽ ἄγκεα μακρὰ Kal

ὕλην,

eS , a of αὐτῇ μέγ᾽ ἄγαλμα, τρέφει παρὰ πίδακι γαῖα: 50

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And bide Achilles’ fiery onrush, or Hastily cast me from my fleet horse down To earth, and kneel unto this godlike man, And with wild breath promise for ransoming Great heaps of brass and gold, which pacify The hearts of victors never so athirst For blood, if haply so the murderous might Of Aeacus’ son may hearken and may spare, Or peradventure may compassionate My youth, and so vouchsafe me to behold Mine home again ?—for O, I long to live!” So surged the wild thoughts in her ; but the Gods Ordained it otherwise. Even now rushed on In terrible anger Peleus’ son: he thrust With sudden spear, and on its shaft impaled The body of her tempest-footed steed, Even as a man in haste to sup might pierce Flesh with the spit, above the glowing hearth To roast it, or as in a mountain-glade A hunter sends the shaft of death clear through The body of a stag with.such winged speed That the fierce dart leaps forth beyond, to plunge Into the tall stem of an oak or pine. So that death-ravening spear of Peleus’ son Clear through the goodly steed rushed on, and pierced Penthesileia. Straightway fell she down Into the dust of earth, the arms of death, In grace and comeliness fell, for naught of shame Dishonoured her fair form. Face down she lay On the long spear outgasping her last breath, Stretched upon that fleet horse as on a couch ; Like some tall pine snapped by the icy mace Of Boreas, earth’s forest-fosterling Reared by a spring to stately height, amidst Long mountain-glens, a glory of mother earth ;

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τοίη ἸΤενθεσίλεια κατ᾽ ὠκέος ἤριπεν ἵππου θηητή περ ἐοῦσα: κατεκλάσθη δέ οἱ ἀλκή. n 3 > ἢ “ / 2 N / Τρῶες δ᾽ ὡς ἐσίδοντο δαϊκταμένην évi χάρμῃ, 680 , 2 2 ΘΝ / 3 ΄ πανσυδίῃ τρομέοντες ἐπὶ πτόλιν ἐσσεύοντο ἄσπετ᾽ ἀκηχέμενοι μεγάλῳ περὶ πένθεϊ θυμόν. ς ϑω 3 3 9 5 f I > ’ὔ "3 ὡς δ᾽ ὅτ᾽ av εὐρέα πόντον ἐπιβρίσαντος ἀήτεω ναῦται νῆ ὀλέσαντες ὑπεκπροφύγωσιν ὄλεθρον, παῦροι πολλὰ καμόντες ὀϊζυρῆς ἁλὸς εἴσω, 635 ὀψὲ δ᾽ dpa σφίσι γαῖα φάνη σχεδὸν ἠδὲ καὶ ἄστυ, \ δὲ ’ , 4 e / τοὶ δὲ μόγῳ στονόεντι τετρυμένοι ἅψεα πάντᾳ ἐξ ἁλὸς ἀΐσσουσι μέγ᾽ ἀχνύμενοι περὶ νηὸς ἠδ᾽ ἑτάρων, οὺς αἰνὸν ὑπὸ ζόφον ἤλασε κῦμα' ὡς Τρῶες ποτὶ ἄστυ πεφυξότες ἐκ πολέμοιο 640 αὶ ΄ ΡΨ 2 / / κλαῖον πάντες ᾿"Άρηος ἀμαιμακέτοιο θύγατρα καὶ λαούς, of δῆριν ἀνὰ στονόεσσαν ὄλοντο. Τῇδ᾽ ἐπικαγχαλόων μεγάλ᾽ εὔχετο ἸΤηλέος υἱός" εἰ mf 3 7 la f PENS 3 a κεῖσὸ νυν ἐν κονίῃσι κυνῶν Boots ἠδ᾽ οἰωνῶν, dethain: τίς γάρ σε παρήπαφεν ἀντί ἐμεῖο 645 > f/f & 3 / la / ἐλθέμεν; ἢ πον ἔφησθα μάχης ἄπο νοστήσασα οἰσέμεν ἄσπετα δῶρα παρὰ ἹΤριάμοιο γέροντος / κτείνασ᾽ ᾿Αργείους: ἀλλ᾽ οὐ τόδε σοίγε νόημα ἀθάνατοι ἐτέλεσσαν, ἐπεὶ μέγα φέρτατοί εἰμεν f » al ἡρώων, Δαναοῖσι φάος μέγα, Τρωσὶ δὲ πῆμα 650 *O\ ΜᾺ ἠδὲ σοὶ αἰνομόρῳ, ἐπειή νύ σε Κῆρες ἐρεμναὶ 52

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So from the once fleet steed low fallen lay Penthesileia, all her shattered strength Brought down to this, and all her loveliness.

Now when the Trojans saw the Warrior-queen Struck down in battle, ran through all their lines A shiver of panic. Straightway to their walls Turned they in flight, heart-agonized with grief. As when on the wide sea, ’neath buffetings Of storm-blasts, castaways whose ship is wrecked Escape, a remnant of a crew, forspent With desperate conflict with the cruel sea :

Late and at last appears the land hard by,

Appears a city: faint and weary-limbed

With that grim struggle, through the surf they strain

To land, sore grieving for the good ship lost,

And shipmates whom the terrible surge dragged down

To nether gloom ; so, Troyward as they fled

From battle, all those Trojans wept for her,

The Child of the resistless War-god, wept

For friends who died in groan-resounding fight.

Then over her with scornful laugh the son Of Peleus vaunted: “In the dust lie there A prey to teeth of dogs, to ravens’ beaks,

Thou wretched thing! Who cozened thee to come Forth against me? And thoughtest thou to fare Home from the war alive, to bear with thee

Right royal gifts from Priam the old king,

Thy guerdon for slain Argives? Ha, ’twas not The Immortals who inspired thee with this thought, Who know that 1 of heroes mightiest am,

The Danaans’ light of safety, but a woe

To Trojans and to thee, O evil-starred !

Nay, but it was the darkness-shrouded Fates

And thine own folly of soul that pricked thee on

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Kat νόος ἐξορόθυνε γυναικῶν ἔργα λιποῦσαν / 7 7 βήμεναι ἐς πόλεμον, τόν περ τρομέουσι καὶ ἄνδρες." “Os εὐπὼν μελίην ἐξείρυσε Πηλέος vids ὠκέος ἐξ ἵπποιο καὶ αἰνῆς ἸΤενθεσιλείης" 655 ἄμφω δ᾽ ἀσπαίρεσκον ὑφ᾽ ἕν δόρυ δῃωθέντες. 3 \ ? e Ν “ C 7 ἀμφὶ δέ οἱ κρατὸς κόρυν εἵλετο μαρμαΐρουσαν ἠελίου ἀκτῖσιν ἀλέγκιον ἢ Διὸς αἴγλῃ" al \ \ 3 / \ Ψ / τῆς δὲ Kal ἐν κονίησι Kat αἵματι πεπτηυίης a ’ὔ \ ἐξεφάνη ἐρατῇσιν ὑπ᾽ ὀφρύσι καλὰ πρόσωπα 660 ? 9 7 ζ 3 e 3) 3 / καίπερ ἀποκταμένης. οἱ δ᾽, ὡς ἴδον, ἀμφιέποντες ᾿Αργεῖοι θάμβησαν, ἐπεὶ μακάρεσσιν ἐῴκει py μβησαν, ἐπεὶ μακάρ κει. tal \ 3 4 \ \ 9h 7 Σ 4 κεῖτο yap ἐν τεύχεσσι κατὰ χθονὸς HUT ἀτειρὴς vA ς , \ , 3 , Αρτεμις ὑπνώουσα, Διὸς τέκος, εὖτε κάμῃσι γυῖα κατ᾽ οὔρεα μακρὰ θοοὺς βάλλουσα λέοντας" 665 3 X 7 , \ 3 / > \ αὐτὴ γάρ μιν ἔτευξε καὶ ἐν φθιμένοισιν ἀγητὴν Κύπρις ἐυστέφανος κρατεροῦ παράκοιτις "Ἄρηος, / a a 3 / > 2 7 ὄφρα τι καὶ 1]ηλῆος ἀμύμονος vl ἀκαχήσγ. Ν ᾽ 3 7 ᾽ > 7 κ᾿ πολλοὶ δ᾽ εὐχετόωντο KAT οἰκία νοστήσαντες , Ὁ 3 / ‘\ 7 5. A τοίης ἧς ἀλόχοιο παρὰ λεχέεσσιν ἰαῦσαι. 670 καὶ δ᾽ ᾿Αχιλεὺς ἀλίαστον ἑῷ ἐνετείρετο θυμῷ, ἂν ; a οὕνεκά μιν κατέπεφνε καὶ οὐκ ἄγε δῖαν ἄκοιτιν Φθίην εἰς εὔπωλον, ἐπεὶ μέγεθός τε καὶ εἶδος ld ἔπλετ᾽ ἀμώμητός τε καὶ ἀθανάτῃσιν ὁμοίη. 54

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To leave the works of women, and to fare To war, from which strong men shrink shuddering back.” So spake he, and his ashen spear the son Of Peleus drew from that swift horse, and from Penthesileia in death’s agony. Then steed and rider gasped their lives away Slain by one spear. Now from her head he plucked The helmet splendour-flashing like the beams Of the great sun, or Zeus’ own glory-light. Then, there as fallen in dust and blood she lay, Rose, like the breaking of the dawn, to view "Neath dainty-pencilled brows a lovely face, Lovely in death. The Argives thronged around, And all they saw and marvelled, for she seemed Like an Immortal. In her armour there Upon the earth she lay, and seemed the Child Of Zeus, the tireless Huntress Artemis Sleeping, what time her feet forwearied are With following lions with her flying shafts Over the hills far-stretching. She was made A wonder of beauty even in her death By Aphrodite glorious-crowned, the Bride Of the strong War-god, to the end that he, The son of noble Peleus, might be pierced With the sharp arrow of repentant love. The warriors gazed, and in their hearts they prayed That fair and sweet like her their wives might seem, Laid on the bed of love, when home they won. Yea, and Achilles’ very heart was wrung With love’s remorse to have slain a thing so sweet, Who might have borne her home, his queenly bride, To chariot-glorious Phthia ; for she was Flawless, a very daughter of the Gods, Divinely tall, and most divinely fair.

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"Ape δ᾽ ἔμπεσε πένθος ὑπὸ φρένας ἀμφὶ θυγατρὸς 675 θυμὸν ἀκηχεμένῳ: τάχα δ᾽ ἔκθορεν Οὐλύμποιο σμερδωλέῳ ἀτάλαντος ἐὺ κτυπέοντι κεραυνῷ, ὅν τε Ζεὺς προύησιν, ὁ δ᾽ ἀκαμάτης ἀπὸ χειρὸς ἔσσυται } ἐπὶ πόντον ἀπείριτον ἢ ἐπὶ γαῖαν μαρμαίρων, τῷ δ᾽ ἀμφὶ μέγας πελεμίζετ᾽ "Ολυμ- τος" 680 τοῖος "Apns tavaoto δι’ ἠέρος ἀσχαλόων κῆρ ἔσσυτο σὺν τεύχεσσιν, ἐπεὶ μόρον αἰνὸν ἄκουσε παιδὸς ἑῆς" τῷ γάρ pa κατ᾽ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἐόντι Αὖραι μυθήσαντο θοαὶ Βορέαο θύγατρες κούρης αἰνὸν ὄλεθρον" ὁ δ᾽ ὡς κλύεν, ἶσος GéAAN 685 Ἰδαίων ὀρέων ἐπεβήσατο" τοῦ δ᾽ ὑπὸ ποσσὶν ἄγκεα κίνυτο μακρὰ βαθύρρωχμοί τε χαράδραι καὶ ποταμοὶ καὶ πάντες ἀπειρέσιοι πόδες Ἴδης. καί νύ κε Μυρμιδόνεσσι πολύστονον ὥπασεν ἥμαρ, εἰ μή μιν Ζεὺς αὐτὸς ἀπ’ Οὐλύμποιο φόβησε 690 σμερδαλέῃς στεροπῇσει καὶ ἀργαλέοισι κεραυνοῖς, οἵ οἱ πρόσθε ποδῶν θαμέες. ποτόωντο δι᾽ αἴθρης δεινὸν ἀπαιθόμενοι: ὁ δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ εἰσορόων ἐνόησε πατρὸς ἐριγδούποιο μέγα βρομέουσαν ὁμοκλήν: ἔστη δ᾽ ἐσσύμενός περ ἐπὶ πτολέμοιο κυδοιμόν. 695 ὡς δ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἀπ᾽ ἠλιβάτου σκοπιῆς περιμήκεα λᾶαν λάβρος ὁ ὁμῶς ἀνέμοισιν ἀπορρήξῃ Διὸς ὄμβρος, ὄμβρος ἄρ᾽ ἠὲ κεραυνός, ἐπικτυπέουσι δὲ βῆσσαι λάβρα κυλινδομένοιο, ὃ δ᾽ ἀκαμάτῳ ὑπὸ ῥοίζῳ ἔσσυτ᾽ ἀναθρώσκων μάλα ταρφέα, μέχρις ἵκηται 700 χῶρον ἐπ᾽ ἰσόπεδον, σταΐη δ᾽ ἄφαρ οὐκ ἐθέλων περ' 56

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Then Ares’ heart was thrilled with grief and rage For his child slain. Straight from Olympus down He darted, swift and bright as thunderbolt Terribly flashing from the mighty hand Of Zeus, far leaping o’er the trackless sea,

Or flaming o’er the land, while shuddereth

All wide Olympus as it passeth by.

So through the quivering air with heart aflame

Swooped Ares armour-clad, soon as he heard

The dread doom of his daughter. For the Gales,

The North-wind’s fleet-winged daughters, bare to him,

As through the wide halls of the sky he strode,

The tidings of the maiden’s woeful end.

Soon as he heard it, like a tempest-blast

Down to the ridges of Ida leapt he: quaked

Under his feet the long glens and ravines

Deep-scored, all Ida’s torrent-beds, and all

Far-stretching foot-hills. Now had Ares brought

A day of mourning on the Myrmidons,

But Zeus himself from far Olympus sent

Mid shattering thunders terror of levin-bolts

Which thick and fast leapt through the welkin down

Before his feet, blazing with fearful flames.

And Ares saw, and knew the stormy threat

Of the mighty-thundering Father, and he stayed

His eager feet, now on the very brink

Of battle’s turmoil. As when some huge crag

Thrust from a beetling cliff-brow by the winds

And torrent rains, or lightning-lance of Zeus,

Leaps like a wild beast, and the mountain-glens

Eling back their crashing echoes as-it rolls

In mad speed on, as with resistless swoop

Of bound on bound it rushes down, until

It cometh to the levels of the plain,

And there perforce its stormy flight is stayed ;

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e 3 / / ~ ὡς Διὸς ὄβριμος υἱὸς "Αρης ἀέκοντί γε θυμῷ , ἔστη ἐπειγόμενός περ, ἐπεὶ μακάρων μεδέοντι ; con 3) 2 ΄ ε > 7 5 > ἊΝ πάντες ὁμῶς εἴκουσιν ᾿᾽Ολύμπιοι, οὕνεκ᾽ ἄρ᾽ αὐτῶν πολλὸν ὑπέρτατός ἐστι, πέλει δέ οἱ ἄσπετος ἀλκή. 705 πολλὰ δὲ πορφύροντα θοὸς νόος ὀτρύνεσκεν \ ἄλλοτε μὲν Kpovidao μέγ᾽ ἀσχαλόωντος ἐνυπὴν / opepoanrénn τρομέοντα πρὸς οὐρανὸν ἀπονέεσθαι, ἄλλοτε δ᾽ οὐκ ἀλέγειν σφετέρου πατρός, GNA’ > n Αχυλῆι μῖξαι ἐν αἵματι χεῖρας ἀτειρέας. ὀψὲ δέ οἱ κῆρ πιὸ f > Φ \ Ν 5. δ Pees ) μνήσαθ᾽, ὅσοι καὶ Ζηνὸς ἐνὶ πτολέμοισι δάμησαν er Ὄ 03 > N 3 7] 3 7 υἱέες, οἷς οὐδ᾽ αὐτὸς ἐπήρκεσεν ὀλλυμένοισιν' LA > > 3 3 / ¢ A ys 9 \ δ᾽ τοὔνεκ am ᾿Αργείων ἑκὰς ἢϊεν' ἢ γὰρ ἔμελλεν val ς a) fa n κεῖσθαι ὁμῶς Τιτῆσι δαμεὶς στονόεντι κεραυνῷ, εἰ Διὸς ἀθανάτοιο παρὲκ νόον ἄλλα μενοΐνα. 715 Ν f 3 3 7.» ig 3a / " ? Kat tor ἀρήϊοι vies ἐῦσθενέων ᾿Αργείων σύλεον ἐσσυμένως βεβροτωμένα τεύχεα νεκρῶν 7 3 / / + of f ey πάντῃ ἐπεσσύμενοι" μέγα δ᾽ ἄχνυτο Ἰ]ηλέος vids κούρης εἰσορόων ἐρατὸν σθένος ἐν κονίῃσι: τοὔνεκά οἱ κραδίην ὀλοαὶ κατέδαπτον avias 720 ς f 9 3 ¢ f 7 ᾿ f ὀππόσον ἀμφ᾽ ἑτάροιο πάρος Πατρόκλοιο δαμέντος. 7 7 Ε a 7 7 7 Θερσίτης δέ μιν ἄντα κακῷ μέγα νείκεσε μύθῳ" ow 4 “ᾧ ᾿Αχιλεῦ φρένας aivé, tin νύ σευ ἤπαφε δαίμων ν᾽ \ f 3 “i ral θυμὸν ἐνὶ στέρνοισιν “A palovos εἵνεκα λυγρῆς, ἣ VOW κακὰ πολλὰ λιλαίςτο μητίσασθαι; 725 τῆς τοι ἐνὶ φρεσὶ σῇσι γυναιμανὲς ἦτορ ἔχοντι μέμβλεται ὡς ἀλόχοιο πολύφρονος, ἥν T ἐπὶ ἕδνοις f κουριδίην μνήστευσας ἐελδόμενος γαμέεσθαι. 53

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So Ares, battle-eager Son of Zeus,

Was stayed, how loth soe’er ; for all the Gods To the Ruler of the Blesséd needs must yield, Seeing he sits high-throned above them all, Clothed in his might unspeakable. Yet still Many a wild thought surged through Ares’ soul, Urging him now to dread the terrible threat

Of Cronos’ wrathful Son, and to return

. Heavenward, and now to reck not of his Sire, But with Achilles’ blood to stain those hands, The battle-tireless. At the last his heart Remembered how that many and many a son Of Zeus himself in many a war had died,

Nor in their fall had Zeus availed them aught. Therefore he turned him from the Argives — else, Down smitten by the blasting thunderbolt, With Titans in the nether gloom he had lain, Who dared defy the eternal will of Zeus.

Then did the warrior sons of Argos strip With eager haste from corpses strown all round The blood-stained spoils. But ever Peleus’ son Gazed, wild with all regret, still gazed on her, The strong, the beautiful, laid in the dust ;

And all his heart was wrung, was broken down With sorrowing love, deep, strong as he had known _ When that belovéd friend Patroclus died. Loud jeered Thersites, mocking to his face: “ Thou sorry-souled Achilles! art not shamed To let some evil Power beguile thine heart To pity of a pitiful Amazon Whose furious spirit purposed naught but ill To us and ours? Ha, woman-mad art thou, And thy soul lusts for this thing, as she were Some lady wise in household ways, with gifts And pure intent for honoured wedlock wooed ! Good had it been had her spear reached thine heart,

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ὥς σ᾽ ὄφελον κατὰ δῆριν ὑποφθαμένη βάλε δουρί, οὕνεκα θηλυτέρῃσιν ἄδην ἐπιτέρπεαι ἦτορ, 730 οὐδέ νύ σοί TL μέμηλεν ἐνὶ φρεσὶν οὐλομένῃσιν ἀμφ᾽ ἀρετῆς κλυτὸν ἔργον, ἐπὴν ἐσίδησθα γυναῖκα. ΄ a 7 , 2 ἊΝ 7 2ῸΝ ? σχέτλιε, ποῦ νύ τοί ἐστιν ἐὺ σθένος ἠδὲ νόημα; πῇ δὲ βίη βασιλῆος ἀμύμονος; οὐδέ τι οἶσθα ὅσσον ἄχος Τρώεσσι γυναιμανέουσι τέτυκται; 8 οὐ γὰρ τερπωλῆς ὀλοώτερον ἄλλο βροτοῖσιν ἐς λέχος ἱεμένης, ἥ τ᾽ ἄφρονα φῶτα τίθησι καὶ πινυτόν περ ἐόντα" πόνῳ δ᾽ ἄρα κῦδος ὀπηδεῖ" 3 4 \ 3 A , 7 3 x ἀνδρὶ yap αἰχμητῇ νίκης κλέος ἔργα τ᾽ ”Apnos / 7 Ἁ “Ἂ ΕΑ 3 73> τερπνά" φυγοπτολέμῳ δὲ γυναικῶν εὔαδεν εὐνή.᾽" 740 5 f 7 ¢ f e 4 a Η μέγα νεικείων" ὁ δέ οἱ περιχώσατο θυμῷ Πηλείδης ἐρίθυμος: ἄφαρ δέ ἑ χειρὶ κραταιῇ ’ ‘\ θ A \ of : ς ὃ᾽ ef / τύψε κατὰ γναθμοῖο καὶ οὔατος" οἱ δ᾽ ἅμα πάντες 3 ΄ 3 / 5. ΚΝ 7 3 > \ ἐξεχύθησαν ὀδόντες ἐπὶ χθόνα, κάππεσε δ᾽ αὐτὸς πρηνής" ἐκ δέ οἱ αἷμα διὰ στόματος πεφόρητο 74 ἀθρόον" αἷψα δ᾽ ἄναλκις ἀπὸ μελέων φύγε θυμὸς 3 “ 3 “a / > YY \ > “ ἀνέρος οὐτιδανοῖο" χάρη δ᾽ ἄρα λαὸς ᾿Αχαιῶν" τοὺς γὰρ νείκεε πάμπαν ἐπεσβολίῃσι κακῇσιν αὐτὸς ἐὼν λωβητός: ὁ γὰρ Δαναῶν πέλεν αἰδώς. f δ e Σ 5 3 . , > / καί ῥά τις ὧδ᾽ εἴπεσκεν ἀρηϊθόων ᾿Αργείων' 750 “οὐκ ἀγαθὸν βασιλῆας ὑβριζέμεν ἀνδρὶ χέρηι ἀμφαδὸν οὔτε κρυφηδόν, ἐπεὶ χόλος αἰνὸς ὀπηδεῖ" δ᾽ - \ “ 3 / / wv ἔστι Θέμις, καὶ γλῶσσαν ἀναιδέα τίνυται “Arn, 3 ἢ τ᾽ αἰεὶ μερόπεσσιν ἐπ᾽ ἄλγεσιν adyos ἀέξει." a ae “ A “Os ap ἔφη Δαναῶν τις" ὁ δ᾽ ἀσχαλόων ἐνὶ θυμῷ 755 f 7 a Πηλείδης ἐρίθυμος ἔπος ποτὶ τοῖον ἔειπεν" 69

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The heart that sighs for woman-creatures still ! Thou carest not, unmanly-souled, not thou, For valour’s glorious path, when once thine eye Lights on a woman! Sorry wretch, where now Is all thy goodly prowess ?—where thy wit? And where the might that should beseem a king All-stainless? Dost not know what misery This self-same woman-madness wrought for Troy? Nothing there is to men more ruinous Than lust for woman’s beauty; it maketh fools Of wise men. But the toil of war attains Renown. To him that is a hero indeed Glory of victory and the War-god’s works Are sweet. "Tis but the battle-blencher craves The beauty and the bed of such as she!”’

So railed he long and loud: the mighty heart Of Peleus’ son leapt into flame of wrath. A sudden buffet of his resistless hand Smote ‘neath the railer’s ear, and all his teeth Were dashed to the earth: he fell upon his face : Forth of his lips the blood in torrent gushed : Swift from his body fled the dastard soul Of that vile niddering. Achaea’s sons Rejoiced thereat, for aye he wont to rail On each and all with venomous gibes, himself A scandal and the shame of all the host. Then mid the warrior Argives cried a voice: ““ Not good it is for baser men to rail On kings, or secretly or openly ; For wrathful retribution swiftly comes. The Lady of Justice sits on high ; and she Who heapeth woe on woe on humankind, Even Até, punisheth the shameless tongue.”

So mid the Danaans cried a voice: nor yet Within the mighty soul of Peleus’ son Lulled was the storm of wrath, but fiercely he spake:

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“ κεῖσό νυν ἐν κονίῃσι λελασμένος ἀφροσυνάων'" οὐ γὰρ ἀμείνονι φωτὶ χρεὼν κακὸν ἀντί; ἐρίξειν" ὡς Kat που τὸ πάροιθεν ᾿Οδυσσῆος ταλαὸν κῆρ ἀργαλέως apivas ἐλέγχεα μυρία βάζων' 760 GAN οὐ ἸΤηλείδης tot ὁμοῖίιος ἐξεφαάνθην, ὅς σευ θυμὸν ἔλυσα καὶ οὐκέτι ' χειρὶ βαρείῃ πληξάμενος: σὲ δὲ πότμος ἀμείλεχος ἀμφεκά- λυψεν,

σῇ δ᾽ ὀλυγοδρανίῃ θυμὸν λίπες" ἀλλ᾽ ἀπ᾽ ᾿Αχαιῶν ἔρρε καὶ ἐν φθιμένοισιν ἐπεσβολίας ἀγόρευε. ἈΛἸδὅ

‘Os ἔφατ᾽ Αἰακίδαο θρασύφρονος ἄτρομος υἱός. Τυδείδης δ᾽ ἄρα μοῦνος ἐν ᾿Ἀργείοις ᾿Αχιυλῆι χώετο Θερσίταο δεδουπότος, οὕνεκ᾽ ἄρ᾽ αὐτοῦ evyer ἀφ᾽ αἵματος εἶναι, ἐπεὶ πτέλεν ὃς μὲν ἀγαυοῦ Τυδέος ὄβριμος υἱός, ὁ δ᾽ ᾿Αγρίου ἰσοθέοιο, 770 ᾿Αγρίου, ὅς τ᾽ Οἰνῆος ἀδελφεὸς ἔπλετο Stou: Οἰνεὺς δ᾽ viéa γείνατ᾽ ἀρήιον ἐν Δαναοῖσι Τυδέα: τοῦ δ᾽ ἐτέτυκτο πάϊς σθεναρὸς Διομήδης. τοὔνεκα Θερσίταο περὶ κταμένοιο χαλέφθη. καί νύ κε Ἰ]ηλείωνος ἐναντίον ἤρατο χεῖρας, TIS εἰ μή μιν κατέρυξαν ᾿Αχαιῶν φέρτατοι vies, πολλὰ παρηγορέοντες ὁμιλαδόν: ὡς δὲ καὶ αὐτὸν Πηλείδην ἑτέρωθεν ἐρήτυον" ἦ γὰρ ἔμελλον ἤδη καὶ ξιφέεσσιν ἐριδμαίνειν οἱ ἄριστοι ᾿Αργείων: τοὺς γάρ pa κακὸς χόλος ὀτρύνεσκεν. 780 ἀλλ᾽ οἱ μὲν πεπίθοντο παραιφασίῃσιν ἑταίρων.

OF δὲ μέγ᾽ οἰκτείραντες ἀγαυὴν Πενθεσίλειαν ᾿Ατρεῖδαι βασιλῆες ἀγασσάμενοί ἑ καὶ αὐτοὶ Τρωσὶ δόσαν ποτὶ ἄστυ φέρειν ἐρικυδέος Ἴλου

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Her body to the men of Troy, to bear Unto the burg of Ilus far-renowned With all her armour. For a herald came Asking this boon for Priam ; for the king Longed with deep yearning of the heart to lay ehat battle-eager maiden, with her arms, And with her war-horse, in the great earth-mound Of old Laomedon. And so he heaped A high broad pyre without the city wall: Upon the height thereof that warrior-queen They laid, and costly treasures did they heap Around her, all that well beseems to burn Around a mighty queen in battle slain. And so the Fire-god’s swift-upleaping might, The ravening flame, consumed her. All around The people stood on every hand, and quenched The pyre with odorous wine. Then gathered they The bones, and poured sweet ointment over them, And laid them in a casket: over all Shed they the rich fat of a heifer, chief Among the herds that grazed on Ida's slope. And, as for a belovéd daughter, rang All round the Tr ojan men’s heart-stricken wail, As by the stately wall they buried her On an outstanding tower, beside the bones Of old Laomedon, a queen beside A king. This honour for the War-god’s sake They rendered, and for Penthesileia’s own. And in the plain beside her buried they The Amazons, even all that followed her To battle, and by Argive spears were slain. For Atreus’ sons begrudged not these the boon Of tear-besprinkled graves, but let their friends, The warrior Trojans, draw their corpses forth, Yea, and their own slain also, from amidst The swath of darts o’er that grim harvest-field.

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ὀὺ γὰρ ἐπὶ φθιμένοισι πέλει κότος, ἀλλ᾽ ἐλεεινοὶ dnote οὐκέτ᾽ ἐόντες, ἐπὴν ἀπὸ θυμὸς ὄληται.

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ἄλλων ἀμφ᾽ ἀγαθοῦ μύροντο Ἰϊοδάρκεος" οὐ γὰρ ἐπ᾽ ἐσθλοῦ

δεύετ᾽ ἀδελφειοῖο μάχῃ ἔνι Πρωτεσιλάου"

ἀλλ᾽ ὁ μὲν ἤδη πρόσθεν ὑφ᾽ “Ἕκτορι κεῖτο Sai- χθεὶς

HUS Πρωτεσίλαος: ὁ δ᾽ ἔγχεϊ Πενθεσιλείης

βλήμενος ᾿Αργείοισι λυγρὸν περικάββαλε πένθος"

τοὔνεκά οἱ πληθὺν μὲν ἀπόπροθι ταρχύσαντο

τεθναότων' κείνῳ δὲ πέριξ ἐβάλοντο καμόντες

οἴῳ σῆμ᾽ ἀρίδηλον, ἐπεὶ θρασὺς ἔπλετο θυμῷ.

νόσφι δὲ Θερσίταο λυγρὸν δέμας οὐτιδανοῖο

θάψαντες ποτὶ νῆας ἐυπρώρους ἀφίκοντο

Αἰακίδην ᾿Αχυλῆα μέγα φρεσὶ κυδαίνοντες.

ἦμος δ᾽ αἰγλήεσσα κατ᾽ ὠκεανοῖο βεβήκει

ἠώς, ἀμφὶ δὲ γαῖαν ἐκίδνατο θεσπεσίη νύξ,

δὴ τότ᾽ ap ἐν κλισίῃς ᾿Αχαμέμνονος ἀφνειοῖο

δαίνυτο ἸΠηλείδαο Bin: σὺν δ᾽ ἄλλοι ἄριστοι

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Wrath strikes not at the dead : pitied are foes When life has fled, and left them foes no more. Far off across the plain the while uprose

Smoke from the pyres whereon the Argives laid The many heroes overthrown and slain

*By Trojan hands what time the sword devoured ; And multitudinous lamentation wailed Over the perished. But above the rest Mourned they o’er brave Podarces, who in fight Was no less mighty than his hero-brother Protesilaus, he who long ago Fell, slain of Hector: so Podarces now, Struck down by Penthesileia’s spear, hath cast Over all Argive hearts the pall of grief. Wherefore apart from him they laid in clay The common throng of slain; but over him Toiling they heaped an earth-mound far-descried In memory of a warrior aweless-souled. And in a several pit withal they thrust The niddering Thersites’ wretched corse. Then to the ships, acclarming Aeacus’ son, Returned they all. But when the radiant day Had plunged beneath the Ocean-stream, and night, The holy, overspread the face of earth, Then in the rich king Agamemnon’s tent Feasted the might of Peleus’ son, and there Sat at the feast those other mighty ones All through the dark, till rose the dawn divine.

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How Memnon, Son of the Dawn, for Troy’s sake fell in the Battle

Wuen o’er the crests of the far-echoing hills The splendour of the tireless-racing sun Poured o’er the land, still in their tents rejoiced Achaea’s stalwart sons, and still acclaimed Achilles the resistless. But in Troy Still mourned her people, still from all her towers Seaward they strained their gaze ; for one great fear Gripped all their hearts—to see that terrible man At one bound overleap their high-built wall, Then smite with the sword all people therewithin, . And burn with fire fanes, palaces, and homes. And old Thymoetes spake to the anguished ones: “ Friends, I have lost hope: mine heart seeth not Or help, or bulwark from the storm of war, Now that the aweless Hector, who was once Troy’s mighty champion, 1s in dust laid low. Not all his might availed to escape the Fates, But overborne he was by Achilles’ hands, The hands that would, I verily deem, bear down A God, if he defied him to the fight, Even as he overthrew this warrior-queen Penthesileia battle-revelling, From whom all other Argives shrank in fear. Ah, she was marvellous! When at the first I looked on her, meseemed a Blesséd One

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From heaven had come down hitherward to bring Light to our darkness—ah, vain hope, vain dream! Go to, let us take counsel, what to do Were best for us. Or shall we still maintain A hopeless fight against these ruthless foes, Or shall we straightway flee a city doomed? Ay, doomed !—-for never more may we withstand Argives in fighting field, when in the front Of battle pitiless Achilles storms.”

Then spake Laomedon’s son, the ancient king: ‘Nay, friend, and all ye other sons of Troy, And ye our strong war-helpers, flinch we not Faint-hearted from defence of fatherland ! Yet let us go not forth the city-gates To battle with yon foe. Nay, from our towers And from our ramparts let us make defence, Till our new champion come, the stormy heart Of Memnon. Lo, he cometh, leading on Hosts numberless, Aethiopia’s swarthy sons. By this, I trow, he is nigh unto our gates ; For long ago, in sore distress of soul, I sent him urgent summons. Yea, and he Promised me, gladly promised me, to come To Troy, and make an end of all our woes. And now, I trust, he is nigh. Let us endure A little longer then; for better far It is like brave men in the fight to die Than flee, and live in shame mid alien folk.”

So spake the old king ; but Polydamas, The prudent-hearted, thought not good to war Thus endlessly, and spake his patriot rede : “ Tf Memnon have beyond all shadow of doubt Pledged him to thrust dire ruin far from us, Then do I gainsay not that we await The coming of that godlike man within Our walls—yet, ah, mine heart misgives me, lest,

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Though he with all his warriors come, he come But to his death, and unto thousands more, Our people, nought but misery come thereof ; For terribly against us leaps the storm

Of the Achaeans’ might. But now, go to,

Let us not flee afar from this our Troy

To wander to some alien land, and there,

In the exile’s pitiful helplessness, endure

All flouts and outrage ; nor in our own land Abide we till the storm of Argive war O’erwhelm us. Nay, even now, late though it be, Better it were for us to render back

Unto the Danaans Helen and her wealth, Even all that glory of women brought with her From Sparta, and add other treasure—yea, Repay it twofold, so to save our Troy

And our own souls, while yet the spoiler’s hand Is Jaid not on our substance, and while yet Troy hath not sunk in gulfs of ravening flame. I pray you, take to heart my counsel! None Shall, well I wot, be given to Trojan men Better than this. Ah, would that long ago Hector had hearkened to my pleading, when

I fain had kept him in the ancient home!”

So spake Polydamas the noble and strong, And all the listening Trojans in their hearts Approved ; yet none dared utter openly The word, for all with trembling held in awe Their prince and Helen, though for her sole sake Daily they died. But on that noble man Turned Paris, and reviled him to his face: ‘Thou dastard battle-blencher Polydamas ! Not in thy craven bosom beats a heart That bides the fight, but only fear and panic. Yet dost thou vaunt thee—quotha !—-still our best In counsel !—no man’s soul is base as thine !

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ἀλλ᾽ ἄγε δὴ σὺ μὲν αὐτὸς ἀπόσχεο δηιοτῆτος, μίμνε δ᾽ ἐνὶ μεγάροισι καθήμενος" αὐτὰρ οἱ ἄχλοι ἀμφ᾽ ἐμὲ θωρήξονται ἀνὰ πτόλιν, εἴσοκε μῆχος εὕρωμεν θυμῆρες ἀνηλεγέος πολέμοιο" 75 οὐ yap νόσφι πόνοιο Kal ἀργαλέου πολέμοιο ἀνθρώποις μέγα κῦδος ἀέξεται ἠδὲ καὶ ἔργον" φύξα δὲ νηπιάχοισι μάλ᾽ εὔαδεν ἠδὲ γυναιξί" κεΐνῃς θυμὸν ἔοικας" ἐγὼ δέ τοι οὔτε πέποιθα μαρναμένῳ: πάντων γὰρ ἀμαλδύνεις θρασὺ κάρτος. 80 Ἢ μέγα νεικείων' ὁ δὲ χωόμενος φάτο μῦθον Πουλυδάμας" οὐ γάρ οἱ ἐναντίον afer ἀῦσαι κεῖνος, ἐπεὶ στυγερὸς καὶ ἀτάσθαλος ἠδ᾽ ἀεσί- ῴφρων, ὃς φίλα μὲν σαίνῃσιν ἐνωπαδόν, ἄλλα δὲ θυμῷ πορφύρει καὶ κρύβδα τὸν οὐ παρεόντα χαλέπτῃ" 85 τῷ ) ῥα καὶ ἀμφαδίῃ μέγα νείκεσε δῖον ἄνακτα: “ὦ μοι ἐπιχθονίων πάντων ὀλοώτατε φωτῶν, σὸν θράσος ἤγαγε νῶιν ὀἰϊξύα, σὸς νόος ἔτλη δῆριν ἀπειρεσίην καὶ τλήσεται, εἰσόκε πάτρην σὺν λαοῖς σφετέροισι δαϊζομένην ἐσίδηαι" 90 ἀλλ᾽ ἐμὲ μὴ τοιόνδε λάβοι θράσος, ἀμφὶ δὲ τάρβος ἀσφαλὲς αἰὲν ἔχοιμι, σόον δέ μοι οἶκον ὀφέλλοι.᾽ “Os dp ἔφη. ὁ δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ οὔτι προσέννεπε Πουλυ- άμαντα" μνήσατο γάρ, Τρώεσσιν ὅ ὅσας ἐφέηκεν ἀνίας ἠδ᾽ ὁπόσας er ἔμελλεν, ἐπεί ῥά οἱ αἰθόμενον κῆρ 98 μῶλλον é ὥρμαινεν θανέειν ἢ ἢ νόσφι γενέσθαι ἀντιθέης “Ἑλένης, ἡ ἧς εἵνεκα Τρώιοι υἷες ὑψόθεν ἐσκοπίαξον ἀ an ἄστεος αἰπεινοῖο δέγμενοι ᾿Αργείους ἠδ᾽ Λἰακίδην ᾿Αχιλῆα.

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Go to, thyself shrink shivering from the strife !

Cower, coward, in thine halls! But all the rest,

We men, will still go armour-girt, until

We wrest from this our truceless war a peace

That shall not shame us! ’Tis with travail and toil

Of strenuous war that brave men win renown ;

But flight?—weak women choose it, and young

babes !

Thy spirit is like to theirs. No whit I trust

Thee in the day of battle—thee, the man

Who maketh faint the hearts of all the host !”’ So fiercely he reviled : Polydamas

Wrathfully answered; for he shrank not, he,

From answering to his face. A caitiff hound,

A reptile fool, is he who fawns on men

Before their faces, while his heart is black

With malice, and, when they be gone, his tongue

Backbites them. Openly Polydamas

Flung back upon the prince his taunt and scoff:

“0 thou of living men most mischievous!

Thy valour—quotha !—brings us misery !

Thine heart endures, and will endure, that strife

Should have no limit, save in utter ruin

Of fatherland and people—for thy sake !

Ne’er may such wantwit valour craze my soul !

Be mine to cherish wise discretion aye,

A warder that shall keep mine house in peace.” Indignantly he spake, and Paris found

No word to answer him, for conscience woke

Remembrance of all woes he had brought on Troy,

And should bring ; for his passion-fevered heart

Would rather hail quick death than severance

From Helen the divinely fair, although

For her sake was it that the sons of Troy

Even then were gazing from their towers to see

The Argives and Achilles drawing nigh,

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But no long time thereafter came to them Memnon the warrior-king, and brought with him A countless host of swarthy Aethiops.

From all the streets of Troy the Trojans flocked

Glad-eyed to' gaze on him, as seafarers,

With ruining tempest utterly for'spent,

See through wide-parting clouds the radiance

Of the eternal-wheeling Northern Wain ;

So joyed the Troyfolk as they thronged around,

And more than all Laomedon’s son, for now

Leapt in his heart a hope, that yet the ships

Might by those Aethiop men be burned with fire ;

So giantlike their king was, and themselves

So huge a host, and so athirst for fight.

Therefore with all observance welcomed he

The strong son of the Lady of the Dawn

With goodly gifts and with abundant cheer.

So at the banquet King and Hero sat

And talked, this telling of the Danaan chiefs,

And all the woes himself had suffered, that

Telling of that strange immortality

By the Dawn-goddess given to his sire,

Telling of the unending flow and ebb

Of the Sea-mother, of the sacred flood

Of Ocean fathomless-rolling, of the bounds

Of Earth that wearieth never of her travail,

Of where the Sun-steeds leap from orient waves,

Telling withal of all his wayfaring

From Ocean’s verge to Priam’s wall, and spurs

Of Ida. Yea, he told how his strong hands

Smote the great army of the Solymi

Who barred his way, whose deed presumptuous brought

Upon their own heads crushing ruin and woe.

So told he all that marvellous tale, and told

Of countless tribes and nations seen of him,

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And Priam heard, and ever glowed his heart

Within him ; and the old lips answering spake :

“ Memnon, the Gods are good, who have vouchsafed

To me to look upon thine host, and thee

Here in mine halls. O that their grace would so

Crown this their boon, that I might see my foes

All thrust to one destruction by thy spears.

That well may be, for marvellous-like art thou

To some invincible Deathless One, yea, more

Than any earthly hero. Wherefore thou,

I trust, shalt hurl wild havoc through their host.

But now, I pray thee, for this day do thou

Cheer at my feast thine heart, and with the morn

Shalt thou go forth to battle worthy of thee.” Then in his hands a chalice deep and wide

He raised, and Memnon in all love he pledged

In that huge golden cup, a gift of Gods;

For this the cunning God-smith brought to Zeus,

His masterpiece, what time the Mighty in Power '

To Hephaestus gave for bride the Cyprian Queen ;

And Zeus on Dardanus his godlike son

Bestowed it, he on Erichthonius ;

Erichthonius to Tros the great of heart

Gave it, and he with all his treasure-store

Bequeathed it unto Ilus, and he gave

That wonder to Laomedon, and he

To Priam, who had thought to leave the same

To his own son. Fate ordered otherwise.

And Memnon clasped his hands about that cup

So peerless-beautiful, and all his heart

Marvelled ; and thus he spake unto the King:

« Beseems not with great swelling words to vaunt

Amidst the feast, and lavish promises,

But rather quietly to eat in hall,

And to devise deeds worthy. Whether I

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\

εἴτε yap ἐσθλός τ᾽ εἰμὲ καὶ ἄλκιμος εἴτε καὶ οὐκί,

4 2. \ 7 e f > >» lA 3) 3 7 γνώσῃ ἐνὶ πτολέμῳ, ὁπότ᾽ ἀνέρος εἴδεται ἀλκή.

n + δ’ \ / 4 > 2 \ 7 νῦν δ᾽ ἄγε δὴ κοίτοιο μεδώμεθα, μηδ᾽ ἀνὰ νύκτα \ \ 7

“πτίνωμεν: χαλεπὸς γὰρ ἐπειγομένοισε μάχεσθαι

οἶνος ἀπειρέσιος καὶ ἀὐπνοσύνη ἀλεγεινή." 155 “Os φάτο' τὸν δ᾽ ὁ γεραιὸς ἀγασσάμενος προσ- ἔειπτεν'

“autos ὅπως ἐθέλεις μεταδαίνυσο, πείθεο δ᾽ αὐτῷ"

οὐ γὰρ ἐγώ σ᾽ ἀέκοντα βιήσομαι" οὐ γὰρ ἔοικεν

οὔτ᾽ ἀπιόντ᾽ ἀπὸ δαιτὸς ἐρυκέμεν οὔτε μένοντα

σεύειν ἐκ μεγάροιο’ θέμις νύ τοι ἀνδράσιν

αὕτως." 160 “Os φάθ": ὁ δ᾽ ἐκ δόρποιο μεθίστατο' βῆ δὲ πρὸς εὐνὴν

ὑστατίην" ἅμα δ᾽ ἄλλοι ἔβαν κοίτοιο μέδεσθαι

δαιτυμόνες" “τάχα δέ σφιν ἐπήλυθε νήδυμος ὕπνος.

Αὐτὰρ évl μεγάροισι Διὸς στεροπηγερέταο ἀθάνατοι δαίνυντο' πατὴρ & ἐν τοῖσι Kpoviwy 165 εὖ εἰδὼς ἀγόρευε δυσηχέος ἔργα μόθοιο"

‘tore θεοὶ περὶ πάντες ἐπεσσύμενον βαρὺ πῆμα αὔριον ἐν πολέμῳ" μάλα γὰρ πολλῶν μένος ἵππων ὄψεσθ᾽ ἀμφ᾽ ὀχέεσσι δαιζομένων ἑκάτερθεν ἄνδρας δ᾽ ὀλλυμένους: τῶν καὶ πέρι κηδόμενός τίς 170 μιμνέτω ὑμείων μηδ᾽ ἀμφ᾽ ἐμὰ γούναθ᾽ i ἱκάνων λισσέσθω' Κῆρες γὰρ ἀμείλιχοί εἰσι καὶ ἡμῖν."

Ὡς ἔφατ᾽ ἐν μέσσοισιν ἐπισταμένοισι καὶ

αὐτοῖς, ὄφρα καὶ ἀσχαλόων τὸς ἀπὸ πτολέμοιο τράπηται, μηδέ ἑ λισσόμενος περὶ υἱέος ἠὲ φίλοιο 175 μαψιδίως ἀφίκηται ἀτειρέος ἔνδον ᾽Ολύμπου. καὶ τὰ μὲν ὡς ἐσάκουσαν ἐρυγδούπου Κρονίδαο, τλῆσαν ἐνὶ στερνοίισι καὶ οὐ βασιλῆος ἔναντα

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Be brave and strong, or whether I be not,

Battle, wherein a man’s true might is seen,

Shall prove to thee. Now would I rest, nor drink The long night through. The battle-eager spirit By measureless wine and lack of sleep is dulled.”

Marvelled at him the old King, and he said : “ As seems thee good touching the banquet, do After thy pleasure. I, when thou art loth, Will not constrain thee. Yea, unmeet it is To hold back him who fain would leave the board, Or hurry from one’s halls who fain would stay. So is the good old law with all true men.”

Then rose that champion from the board, and

passed

Thence to his sleep—his last! And with him went All others from the banquet to their rest : And gentle sleep slid down upon them soon.

But in the halls of Zeus, the Lightning-lord, Feasted the gods the while, and Cronos’ son, All-father, of his deep foreknowledge spake Amidst them of the issue of the strife:

“ Be it known unto you all, to-morn shall bring

By yonder war affliction swift and sore ;

For many mighty horses shall ye see

In either host beside their chariots slain,

And many heroes perishing. Therefore ye Remember these my words, howe’er ye grieve

For dear ones. Let none clasp my knees in prayer, Since even to us relentless are the fates.” ;

So warned he them, which knew before, that all Should from the battle stand aside, howe’er Heart-wrung ; that none, petitioning for a son Or dear one, should to Olympus vainly come.

So, at that warning of the Thunderer, The Son of Cronos, all they steeled their hearts To bear, and spake no word against their king ;

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7 μῦθον ἔφαν: μάλα γάρ μιν ἀπειρέσιον τρομέεσκον"

ἀχνύμενοι δ᾽ ἵκανον barn δόμος ἣεν ἑκάστου 180 a 7 καὶ λέχος: ἀμφὶ δὲ τοῖσι καὶ ἀθανάτοις περ ἐοῦσιν

, ὕπνου βληχρὸν ὄνειαρ ἐπὶ βλεφάροισι τανύσθη. 3 3 3 f 3 f ¢ f v Ἦμος δ᾽ ἠλιβάτων ὀρέων ὑπερέσσυται ἄκρας λ Ν » 5 3 Ν 3 \ ¢ / Ψ 2 ὲ ὶ apmpos ἄν οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἑωσφόρος, ὅς τ' ἐπ Ρ) ἔργον EQN 7 , 2 Gl bd] / ᾿ ἡδὺ μάλα κνώσσοντας ἀμαλλοδετῆρας ἐγείρει 18ὅ τῆμος ἀρήιον υἷα φαεσφόρου ᾿Ηριγενείης Ψ 4 + oA ς +9 \ 7 3.2 ὕστατος ὕπνος ἀνῆκεν' ὁ δ᾽ ἐν φρεσὶ κάρτος ἀέξων ἤδη δυσμενέεσσι λιλαίετο δηριάασθαι. 2 \ δ᾽ > ‘ » \ 2 ΄ 3 52 2 Has δ' οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἀνήιεν οὐκ ἐθέλουσα. καὶ τότε Τρῶες ἔσαντο περὶ χροὶ δήια τεύχης 190 τοῖσι δ᾽ ἅμ᾽ Αἰθίοπές τε καὶ ὁππόσα φῦλα πέλοντο ἀμφὶ βίην ἸΙριάμοιο συναγρομένων ἐπικούρων πανσυδίῃ' μάλα δ᾽ ὦκα πρὸ τείχεος ἐσσεύοντο κυανέοις νεφέεσσιν ἐοικότες, οἷα Ἱζρονίων χείματος ὀρνυμένοιο κατ᾽ ἠέρα πουλὺν ἀγείρει. 196 αἶψα δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἐπλήσθη πεδίον may: οἱ δ᾽ ἐκέχυντο ἀκρίσι πυροβόροισιν ἀλίγκιον, αἵ τε φέρονται ὡς νέφος ἢ πολὺς ὄμβρος ὑπὲρ χθονὸς εὐρυπέδοιο ἄπλητοι μερόπεσσιν ἀεικέα λιμὸν ἄγουσαι" ὡς οἱ ἴσαν πολλοί τε καὶ ὄβριμοι, ἀμφὶ δ᾽ ἀγυιαὶ 200 στείνοντ᾽ ἐσσυμένων, ὑπὸ δ᾽ ἔγρετο ποσσὶ κονίη. 7A n δ᾽ 3 7 θ 20g op? 9 9 (ὃ ργεῖοι δ᾽ ἀπάνευθεν ἐθάμβεον, εὖτ᾽ ἀσίδοντο ἐσσυμένους" εἶθαρ δὲ περὶ χροὶ χαλκὸν ἔσαντο « ἃ 3 κάρτεϊ ἸΙηλείδαο πεποιθότες: ὃς δ᾽ ἐνὶ μέσσοις af , Ζ > X nie Τιτήνεσσι πολυσθενέεσσιν ἐοικὼς 205 82

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For in exceeding awe they stood of him.

Yet to their several mansions and their rest

With sore hearts went they. O’er their deathless

eyes

The Ficssua buagee Sleep his light veils spread. When o’er precipitous crests of mountain-walls

Leapt up broad heaven the bright morning-star

Who rouseth to their toils from slumber sweet

The binders of the sheaf, then his last sleep

Unclasped the warrior-son of her who, brings

Light to the world, the Child of Mists of Night.

Now swelled his mighty heart with eagerness

To battle with the foe forthright. And Dawn

With most reluctant feet began to climb

Heaven’s broad highway. Then did the Trojans

ird

Their battle-harness on ; then armed themselves

The Aethiop men, and all the mingled tribes

Of those war-helpers that from many lands

To Priam’s aid were gathered. Forth the gates

Swiftly they rushed, like darkly lowering clouds

Which Cronos’ Son, when storm is rolling up,

Herdeth together through the welkin wide.

Swiftly the whole plain filled. Onward they streamed

Like harvest-ravaging locusts drifting on

In fashion of heavy-brooding rain-clouds o’er

Wide plains of earth, an irresistible host

Bringing wan famine on the sons of men;

So in their might and multitude they went.

The city streets were all too strait for them

Marching: upsoared the dust from underfoot. From far the Argives gazed, and marvelling saw

Their onrush, but with speed arrayed their limbs

In brass, and in the might of Peleus’ son

Put their glad trust. Amidst them rode he on

Like to a giant Titan, glorying

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κυδιόων ἵπποισι καὶ ἅρμασι" τοῦ δ᾽ ἄρα τεύχη πάντη μαρμαΐίρεσκον ἀλίγκιον ἀστεροπῇσιν. οἷος δ᾽ ἐκ περάτων γαιηόχου ὠκεανοῖο ἔρχεται ἠέλεος φαεσίμβροτος οὐρανὸν εἴσω μφανόων, τραφερὴ δὲ γελᾷ περὶ γαῖα καὶ αἰθήρ' 210 τοῖος ἐν ᾿Αργείοισι τότ᾽ ἔσσυτο “Πηλέος υἱός. ὡς δὲ καὶ ἐν Τρώεσσιν a ἀρήιος ἤιε Μέμνων "Αρεὶ μαιμώωντι πανείκελος, ἀμφὶ δὲ λαοὶ προφρονέως ἐφέποντο παρεσσύμενοι βασιλῆι. Aira δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἀμφοτέρων δολιχαὶ πονέοντο φά- λάγγες 215 Τρώων καὶ Δαναῶν, μετὰ δ᾽ ἔπρεπον Αἰθιοπῆες' σὺν δ᾽ ἔπεσον καναχηδὸν ὁμῶς, ἅτε κύματα πόντου πάντοθεν é wl cidade ἀνέμων ὑπὸ χείματος ὥρῃ" ἀλλήλους ὃ ᾿ ἐδάϊξον ἐὐξέστῃς μελίῃσι βάλλοντες, μετὼ δέ σφι γόος καναχή τε δεδήει: 220 ὡς ᾿ ὅτ᾽ ἐρίγδουποι ποταμοὶ μεγάλα »στενάχωσιν εἰς ἅλα χευόμενου, ὅτε λαβρότατος πέλει ὄμβρος ἐκ Διός, εὖτ᾽ ἀλίαστον ἐπὶ νέφεα κτυπέωσι θηγόμεν᾽ ἀλλήλοισι, πυρὸς δ᾽ ἐξέσσυτ' GUT pa ὡς τῶν μαρναμένων μέγ᾽ ὑπαὶ ποσὶ γαΐα πελώρη 225 ἔβραχε, θεσπεσίου δὲ δι ἠέρος ἔσσυτ᾽ ἀὐτὴ σμερδαλέη: δεινὸν γὰρ ἀύτεον ἀμφοτέρωθεν. Ἔνθ' ἕλε Πηλείδης Θάλιον καὶ ἀμύμονα Mévrny ἄμφω ἀριγνώτω, βάλε δ᾽ ἄλλων πολλὰ κάρηνα. εὖτ᾽ αἰγὶς βερέθροισιν᾽ ὑποχθονίοις ἐ ἐπορούσῃ 230 λάβρος, ἄφαρ δέ τε πάντα κατὰ χθονὸς ἀμφι- χέηται ἐκ θεμέθλων: μάλα γάρ pa περιτρομέει βαθὺ γαῖα" 1 Zimmermann, for εὖτε γαίης μελάθροισιν of MSS.

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In steeds and chariot, while his armour flashed Splendour around in sudden lightning-gleams. It was as when the sun from utmost bounds Of earth-encompassing ocean comes, and brings Light to the world, and flings his splendour wide Through heaven, and earth and air laugh all around. So glorious, mid the Argives Peleus’ son Rode onward. Mid the Trojans rode the while Memnon the hero, even such to see As Ares furious-hearted. Onward swept The eager host arrayed about their lord. Then in the grapple of war on either side Closed the long lines, Trojan and Danaan ; But chief in prowess still the Aethiops were. Crashed they together as when surges meet On the wild sea, when, in a day of storm, From every quarter winds to battle rush. Foe hurled at foe the ashen spear, and slew: Screams and death-groans went up like roaring fire. As when down-thundering torrents shout and rave On-pouring seaward, when the madding rains Stream from God’s cisterns, when the huddling clouds Are hurled against each other ceaselessly, And leaps their fiery breath in flashes forth ; So ‘neath the fighters’ trampling feet the earth Thundered, and leapt the terrible battle-yell Through frenzied air, for mad the war-cries were. For firstfruits of death’s harvest Peleus’ son Slew Thalius and Mentes nobly born, Men of renown, and many a head beside Dashed he to dust. As in its furious swoop A whirlwind shakes dark chasms underground, And earth’s foundations crumble and melt away Around the deep roots of the shuddering world,

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a Ψ > 3 ld v4 3 fs 4 ὡς οἵ γ᾽ ἐν κονίῃσι κατήρυπον OKEL πότμῳ

> δὰ 7 ae = 8 \ ; f θ A αἰχμῇ Ἰ]Πηλείωνος" ὁ yap μέγα μαίνετο θυμῷ.

Ὡς δ᾽ αὕτως ἑτέρωθεν ἐΐς πάϊς ᾿Ηριγενείηῆςξς 28 ᾿Αργείους ἐδάιξε κακῇ ἐναλίγκιος Aion, Φ 7 an \ \ 2 / 7 ἥ τε φέρει λαοῖσι κακὸν καὶ ἀεικέα λοιυγόν. πρῶτον δ᾽ εἷλε Φέρωνα διὰ στέρνοιο τυχήσας δούρατι λευγαλέῳ, ἐπὶ δ᾽ ἔκτανε δῖον "EpevOov, ἄμφω ἐελδομένω πόλεμον καὶ ἀεικέα χάρμῃν, 240 οὗ Θρύον ἀμφενέμοντο παρ᾽ ᾿Αλφειοῖο ῥεέθροις,

f «᾽ς ἈΝ / Ὁ >» Ὁ 4 ε Ν Υ καί ῥ᾽ ὑπὸ Νέστορι βῆσαν ἐς Ἵλίου ἱερὸν ἄστυ"

\ ὃ᾽ ς ἥΥὕἵἌΎ 3 9 / ἕ 3 / N λέ ey τοὺς δ᾽ ὁπότ' ἐξενάριξεν, ἐπῴχετο Νηλέος υἱὸν

wn 7 , ἴω > 9 , \ κτεῖναί μιν μεμαώς" τοῦ δ᾽ ᾿Αντίλοχος θεοειδὴς πρόσθ᾽ ἐλθὼν ἴθυνε μακρὸν δόρυ, καί οἱ ἅμαρτε 245 τυτθὸν ἀλεναμένοιο: φίλον δέ οἱ εἷλεν ἑταῖρον Αἴθοπα Πυρρασίδην' ὁ δὲ χωσάμενος κταμένοιο ᾿Αντιλόχῳ ἐπιᾶντο, λέων ὡς ὀβριμόθυμος καπρίῳ, ὅς ῥα καὶ αὐτὸς ἐναντίον οἷδε μάχεσθαι ἀνδράσι καὶ θήρεσσι, πέλει δέ οἱ ἄσπετος ὁρμή: 250 a ξ ~ > Σ᾿ eo > few / f ὡς ὁ θοῶς ἐπόρουσεν, ὁ δ᾽ εὐρέϊ μιν βάλε πέτρῳ ᾿Αντίλοχος: τοῦ δ᾽ οὔτι λύθη κέαρ, οὕνεκ᾽ ἄρ᾽

αὐτοῦ

ἀλγινόεντ᾽ ἀπάλαλκε φόνον κρατερὴ τρυφάλεια'

ὃ λέ δέ Γ᾿ 3 t / > 7 θ σμερδαλέον δέ οἱ ἦτορ ἐνὶ στέρνοισιν ὀρίνθη βλημένου: ἀμφὶ δέ οἱ κόρυς ἴαχε' καί ῥ᾽ ἔτι

μᾶλλον 255

/ 3 paiver ἐπ᾽ ᾿Αντιλόχῳ. κρατερὴ δέ of ἔξεεν ἀλκή: τοὔνεκα Νέστορος υἷα καὶ αἰχμητήν περ ἐόντα τύψεν ὑπὲρ μαζοῖο' διήλασε δ᾽ ὄβριμον ἔγχος 3 δί θ “ Ψ f + \ "ἢ ἐς κραδίην, θνητοῖσιν ὅπῃ πέλει ὠκὺς ὄλεθρος. 86

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So the ranks crumbled in swift doom to the dust Before the spear and fury of Peleus’s son.- But on the other side the hero child

Of the Dawn-goddess slew the Argive men,

Like to a baleful Doom which bringeth down

On men a grim and ghastly pestilence.

First slew he Pheron; for the bitter spear

Plunged through his breast, and down on him he hurled

Goodly Ereuthus, battle-revellers both,

Dwellers in Thryus by Alpheus’ streams,

Which followed Nestor to the god-built burg

Of Ilium. But when he had laid these low,

Against the son of Neleus pressed he on

Eager to slay. Godlike Antilochus

Strode forth to meet him, sped the long spear’s flight,

Yet missed him, for a little he swerved, but slew

His Aethiop comrade, son of Pyrrhasus.

Wroth for his fall, against Antilochus

He leapt, as leaps a lion mad of mood

Upon a boar, the beast that flincheth not

From fight with man or brute, whose charge is a flash

Of lightning ; so was his swift leap. His foe

Antilochus caught a huge stone from the ground,

Hurled, smote him; but unshaken abode his strength,

For the strong helm-crest fenced his head from death ;

But rang the morion round his brows. His heart

Kindled with terrible fury at the blow

More than before against Antilochus.

Like seething cauldron boiled his maddened might.

He stabbed, for all his cunning of fence, the son

Of Nestor above the breast; the crashing spear

Plunged to the heart, the spot of speediest death.

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Tod δ᾽ ὑποδῃωθέντος a ἄχος Δαναοῖσιν ἐτύχθη 260

πᾶσι, μάλιστα δὲ πατρὶ περὶ φρένας ἤλυθε πένθος

Νέστορι παιδὸς ἑοῖο Tap ὀφθαλμοῖσι δαμέντος' οὐ yap δὴ μερόπεσσι κακώτερον ἄλγος ἔπεισιν, ἢ ὅτε παῖδες ὄλωνται ἑοῦ πατρὸς εἰσορόωντος" τοὔνεκα καὶ στερεῇσιν ἀρηράμενος φρεσὶ θυμὸν 265 ἄχνυτο παιδὸς ἑ ἑοῖο κακῇ περὶ Knpi δαμέντος" κέκλετο δ᾽ ἐσσυμένως Θρασυμήδεα νόσφιν ἐόντα: a ὄρσο μοι, ὦ Θρασύμηδες ἀγακλεές, ὄφρα φονῆα σεῖο κασιγνήτοιο καὶ υἱέος ἡμετέροιο νεκροῦ ἑκὰς σεύωμεν ἀεικέος, ἡ ἠὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ 270 ἀμφ᾽ αὐτῷ στονόεσσαν ἀναπλήσωμεν ὀιξύν. εἰ δὲ σοὶ ἐν στέρνοισι πέλει δέος, οὐ σύ γ᾽ ἐμεῖο υἱὸς ἔφυς οὐδ᾽ ἐσσὶ Περικλυμένοιο γενέθλης, ὅς τε καὶ Ἡρακλῆι καταντίον ἐλθέμεν ἔτλη. ἀλλ᾽ aye δ᾽ πονεώμεθ', ἐπεὶ μέγα κάρτος ἀνάγκη 275 πολλάκι μαρναμένοισι καὶ οὐτιδανοῖσιν ὀπάξει."

Ὡς φάτο' τοῦ δ᾽ ἀΐοντος ὑπὸ φρεσὶ σύγχυτο

θυμὸς

πένθεσι λευγαλέοισιν" ἄφαρ δέ οἱ ἤλυθεν ἀ ἄγχι Φηρεύς, ὃ ὅν ῥα καὶ αὐτὸν ἀποκταμένοιο ἄνακτος εἷλεν ἄχος" κρατεροῖο δ᾽ ἐναντία δηριάασθαι 280 Μέμνονος ὡρμήθησαν av αἱματόεντα κυδοιμόν. ὡς δ᾽ ὅταν ἀγρευτῆρε κατὰ πτύχας ὑληέσσας οὔρεος ἠλιβάτοιο λιλαιόμενοι μέγα θήρης. ἢ συὸς ἢ ἄρκτοιο καταντίον ἀΐσσωσι ἢ κτεινέμεναι μεμαῶτες, ὁ" δ᾽ ἀμφοτέροις ἐ ἐπορούσας 285 θυμῷ μαιμώωντι βίην a ἀπαμύνεται ἀνδρῶν' ὡς τότε καὶ Μέμνων φρόνεεν μέγα τοὶ δέ οἱ ἄγχι ἤλυθον' ἀλλά μιν οὔτι κατακτανέειν ἐδύναντο μακρῇσιν μελίῃσιν' ἀπέπλαγχθεν δέ οἱ αἰχμαὶ τῆλε χροός: μάλα yap που ἀπέτραπεν ᾿Ηριγένεια" 290 δὲ 1 Zimmermann, for ἀΐσσουσι of v.

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Then upon all the Danaans at his fall Came grief; but anguish-stricken was the heart Of Nestor most of all, to see his child Slain in his sight; for no more bitter pang Smiteth the heart of man than when a son Perishes, and his father sees him die.

Therefore, albeit unused to melting mood, His soul was torn with agony for the son

By black death slain. <A wild cry hastily

To Thrasymedes did he send afar:

“‘ Hither to me, Thrasymedes war-renowned ! Help me to thrust back from thy brother’s corse, Yea, from mine hapless son, his murderer, That so ourselves may render to our dead

All dues of mourning. If thou flinch for fear, No son of mine art thou, nor of the line

Of Periclymenus, who dared withstand Hercules’ self. Come, to the battle-toil !

For grim necessity oftentimes inspires

The very coward with courage of despair.”

Then at his ery that brother’s heart was stung With bitter grief. Swift for his help drew nigh Phereus, on whom for his great prince’s fall Came anguish Charged these warriors twain to face Strong Memnon in the gory strife. As when Two hunters ‘mid a forest’s mountain-folds, Eager to take the prey, rush on to meet A wild boar or a bear, with hearts afire To slay him, but in furious mood he leaps On them, and holds at bay the might of men; So swelled the heart of Memnon. Nigh drew they, Yet vainly essayed to slay him, as they hurled The long spears, but the lances glanced aside Far from his flesh: the Dawn-queen turned them

thence.

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Sovpata δ᾽ οὐχ ἁλίως χαμάδις πέσεν' ἀλλ᾽ ὁ μὲν OKA

ἐμμεμαὼς κατέπεφνε Πολύμνιον via Méynros

Φηρεὺς ὀβριμόθυμος, ὁ δ᾽ ἔκτανε Λαομέδοντα

Νέστορος ὄβριμος vids ἀδελφειοῖο χολωθείς,

ὃν Μέμνων ἐδάϊξε κατὰ μόθον, ἀμφὶ δ᾽ ap αὐτῷ 295

χερσὶν ὑπ᾽ ἀκαμάτῃσι Wev παγχάλκεα τεύχη

οὔτε βίην ἀλέγων Θρασυμήδεος οὔτε μὲν ἐσθλοῦ

Pypéos, οὕνεκα πολλὸν ὑπείροχος. οἱ δ᾽ ἅτε θῶε

ἀμφ᾽ ἔλαφον βεβαῶτα μέγαν φοβέοντο λέοντα

οὔτι πρόσω μεμαῶτες ἔτ᾽ ἐλθέμεν: αἰνὰ δὲ Νέστωρ 800

ἐγγύθεν εἰσορόων ὀλοφύρετο, κέκλετο δ᾽ ἄλλους

σφοὺς ἑτάρους δηίοισιν ἐπελθέμεν: ἂν δὲ καὶ αὐτὸς

ὥρμαινεν πονέεσθαι ἀφ᾽ ἅρματος, οὕνεκ᾽ ἄρ᾽ αὐτὸν

παιδὸς ἀποφθιμένοιο ποθὴ ποτὶ μῶλον ἄγεσκε

πὰρ δύναμιν: μέλλεν δὲ φίλῳ περὶ παιδὶ καὶ αὐτὸς 305

κεῖσθαι ὁμῶς κταμένοις ἐναρίθμιος, εἰ μὴ ἄρ᾽ αὐτὸν

Μέμνων ὀβριμόθυμος ἐπεσσύμενον προσέειπεν

αἰδεσθεὶς ἀνὰ θυμὸν ὁμήλικα πατρὸς ἑοῖο"

“ὦ γέρον, οὔ μοι ἔοικε καταντία σεῖο μάχεσθαι

πρεσβυτέροιο γεγῶτος, ἐπεί γ᾽ εὖ οἶδα νοῆσαι" 810

ἣ γὰρ ἔγωγ᾽ ἐφάμην σε νέον καὶ ἀρήιον ἄνδρα

ἀντιάαν δηίουσι" θρασὺς δέ μοι ἔλπετο θυμὸς

χειρὸς ἐμῆς καὶ δουρὸς ἐπάξιον ἔ ἔμμεναι ἔργον.

ἀλλ᾽ ἀναχάξεο τῆλε μόθου στυγεροῦ TE φόνοιο,

χάξεο, μ μή σε βάλοιμι καὶ οὐκ ἐθέλων περ ἀνάγκῃ, 818

μηδὲ τεῷ περὶ παιδὶ πέσῃς per apeivove φωτὶ

μαρνάμενος, μὴ δή σε καὶ ἄφρονα μυθήσωνται

ἀνέρες" οὐ γὰρ ἔοικεν ὑπερτέρῳ ἀντιάασθαι"

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THE FALL OF TROY, BOOK II

Yet fell their spears not vainly to the ground :

The lance of fiery-hearted Phereus, winged

With eager speed, dealt death to Meges’ son,

Polymnius: Laomedon was slain

By the wrath of Nestor’s son for a brother dead,

The dear one Memnon slew in battle-rout,

And whom the slayer’s war-unwearied hands

Now stripped of his all-brazen battle-gear,

Nought recking, he, of Thrasymedes’ might,

Nor of stout Phereus, who were unto him

But weaklings. A great lion seemed he there

Standing above a hart, as jackals they,

That, howso hungry, dare not come too nigh. But hard thereby the father gazed thereon

In agony, and cried the rescue-cry

To other his war-comrades for their aid

Against the foe. Himself too burned to fight

From his war-car ; for yearning for the dead

Goaded him to the fray beyond his strength.

Ay, and himself had been on his dear son

Laid, numbered with the dead, had not the voice

Of Memnon stayed him even in act to rush

Upon him, for he reverenced in his heart

The white hairs of an age-mate of his sire:

“ Ancient,’ he cried, “ it were my shame to fight

With one so much mine elder: I am not

Blind unto honour. Verily I weened

That this was some young warrior, when I saw

Thee facing thus the foe. My bold heart hoped

For contest worthy of mine hand and spear.

Nay, draw thou back afar from battle-toil

And bitter death. Go, lest, how loth soe’er,

I smite thee of sore need. Nay, fall not thou

Beside thy son, against a mightier man

Fighting, lest men with folly thee should charge,

For folly it is that braves o’ermastering might.”

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as φάτο' τὸν δ᾽ ἑτέρωθι γέρων ἠμείβετο μύθῳ' “ὦ Μέμνον, τὰ μὲν ἄρ που ἐτώσια πάντ᾽ ἀγο- ρεύεις" ; 320 οὐ μὲν γὰρ δηίοισι πονεύμενον εἵνεκα παιδὸς ἀφραίνειν. ἐρέει τις ἀνηλέα παιδοφονῆα νεκροῦ ἑκὰς σεύοντα κατὰ μόθον: ὡς ὄφελόν μοι ἀλκὴ ἔτ᾽ ἔμπεδος ἢ ἦεν, ἵνα γνώῃς ἐμὸν ἔγχος" νῦν δὲ σὺ μὲν μάλα πάγχυ μέγ᾽ εὔχεαι, οὕνεκα θυμὸς 325 θαρσαλέος νέου ἀνδρὸς ἐλαφρότερον δὲ νόημα: τῷ ῥα καὶ ὑψηλὰ φρονέων ἀποφώλια βάζεις.

εἰ δέ βοι ἡβώωντι καταντίον εἰλογλούθεις, οὐκ ἄν τοι κεχάροντο φίλοι κρατερῷ περ ἐόντι" νῦν δ᾽ ὥς τίς τε λέων ὑπὸ γήραος ἄχθομαι aivov, 330 ὅν τε κύων σταθμοῖο πολυρρήνοιο δίηται θαρσαλέως, ὁ Ο δ᾽ ap οὔτι λιλαιόμενός περ ἀμύνει οἱ αὐτῷ, οὐ γάρ οἱ ἔτ᾽ ἔμπεδοί εἰσιν ὀδόντες οὐδὲ Bin, κρατερὸν δὲ χρόνῳ ἀμαθύνεται ἣ ἦτορ" ὡς ἐμοὶ οὐκέτι κάρτος ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ὄρωρεν, 335 οἷόν περ τὸ πάροιθεν' ὅμως δ᾽ ἔτι φέρτερός εἶμι πολλῶν ἀνθρώπων, παύροισι δὲ γῆρας ὑπείκει [ἡμέτερον, τοῖς κάρτος ὁμῶς πέλει ἠδὲ καὶ ἥβη."

“Ὡς εἰπὼν ἀπὸ βαιὸν ἐ ἐχάσσατο' λεῖπε δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ υἷα κείμενον ἐν κονίῃσιν, ἐπεί νύ οἱ οὐκέτι πάμπαν γναμπτοῖς ἐν μεέλέεσσι πέλε σθένος ὡς τὸ

πάροιθεν" 840 γήραϊ γὰρ καθύπερθε πολυτλήτῳ βεβάρητο. ὡς δ᾽ αὕτως ἀπόρουσεν ἐὐμμελίης Θρασυμήδης Φηρεύς 7 ὀβριμόθυμος is ἄλλοι πάντες ἑταῖροι δειδιότες" μάλα γάρ σφιν ἐπῴχετο λοίγιος ἀνήρ.

Ὥς δ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἀπὸ μεγάλων ὀρέων ποταμὸς

βαθυδίνης 345 καχλάξων φορξηται ἀπειρεσίῳ ὀρυμαγδῷ, ὁππότε συννεφὲς ἦμαρ ἐπ᾽ ἀνθρώποισι τανύσσῃ 92

THE FALL OF TROY, BOOK I

He spake, and answered him that warrior old:

** Nay, Memnon, vain was that last word of thine.

None would name fool the father who essayed,

Battling with foes for his son’s sake, to thrust

The ruthless slayer back from that dear corpse,

But ah that yet my strength were whole in me,

That thou might’st know my spear! Now canst thou vaunt

Proudly enow : a young man’s heart is bold

And light his wit. Uplifted is thy soul

And vain thy speech. If in my strength of youth

Thou hadst met me—ha, thy friends had not rejoiced,

For all thy might! But me the grievous weight

Of age bows down, like an old lion whom

A cur may boldly drive back from the fold,

For that he cannot, in his wrath’s despite,

Maintain his own cause, being toothless now, .

And strengthless, and his strong heart tamed by time.

So well the springs of olden strength no more

Now in my breast. Yet am I stronger still

Than many men; my grey hairs yield to few

That have within them all the strength of youth.”

So drew he back a little space, and left

Lying in dust his son, since now no more

Lived in the once lithe limbs the olden strength,

For the years’ weight lay heavy on his head.

Back leapt Thrasymedes likewise, spearman good,

And battle-eager Phereus, and the rest

Their comrades ; for that slaughter-dealing man

Pressed hard on them. As when from mountains high

A shouting river with wide-echoing din

Sweeps down its fathomless whirlpools through the gloom,

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Ζεὺς κλονέων μέγα χεῖμα, περικτυπέουσι δὲ πάντῃ βρονταὶ ὁμῶς στεροπῇσιν ἄδην νεφέων συνεόντων θεσπεσίων, κοῖλαι δὲ περικλύζονται ἄρουραι 350 ὄμβρου ἐπεσσυμένοιο δυσηχέος, ἀμφὶ δὲ μακραὶ ὃ / f 7 3 2 10 : σμερδαλέον βοόωσι κατ᾽ οὔρεα πάντα χαράδραι ὼς Μέμνων σεύεσκεν ἐπ᾽ ἠόνας “Ἑλλησπόντου > / f 3.8 / fs Ἀργείους: μετόπισθε δ᾽ ἐπισπόμενος κεράϊξε'" πολλοὶ δ᾽ ἐν κονίῃσι καὶ αἵματι θυμὸν ἔλειπον 8 Αἰθιόπων ὑπὸ χερσί: λύθρῳ δ᾽ ἐφορύνετο γαῖα ὀλλυμένων Δαναῶν. μέγα δ᾽ ἐν φρεσὶ γήθεε Μέμνων ὅν, 2 , 2 / ᾽ \ On A αἰὲν ἐπεσσύμενος δηίων στίχας: ἀμφὶ δὲ νεκρῶν , , 3 en 2 > + a oteivero Τρώιον οὖδας" ὁ δ᾽ οὐκ ἀπέληγε κυδοιμοῦ' ἔλπετο γὰρ Τρώεσσι φάος, Δαναοῖσι δὲ πῆμα 8360 4 3 3 ς a 7 3 f éooecO* ἀλλά ἑ Μοῖρα πολύστονος ἠἡπερόπενεν ἐγγύθεν ἱσταμένη καὶ ἐπὶ κλόνον ὀτρύνουσα. 2 Ν ‘ e / >» Ζ Ζ ἀμφὶ δὲ οἱ θεράποντες ἐὐσθενέες πονέοντο, ᾿Αλκυονεὺς Νύχιός τε καὶ ᾿Ασιάδης ἐρίθυμος αἰχμητής τε Μένεκλος ᾿Αλέξιππός τε Κλύδων τε 365 2} 2.2 A ΄ “-: Ν 3 Ν ἄλλοι τ᾽ ἰωχμοῖο μεμαότες, οἵ pa καὶ αὐτοὶ », > > A on tw / n καρτύνωντ᾽ ἀνὰ δῆριν ἐῷ πίσυνοι βασιλῆι. καὶ τότε δή ῥὰ Μένεκλον ἐπεσσύμενον Δαναοῖσι 7 Νηλείδης κατέπεφνεν. ὁ δ᾽ ἀσχαλόων ἑτάροιο f Μέμνων ὀβριμόθυμος ἐνήρατο πουλὺν 6utrov' Δ8Β70 ¢ δ᾽ [τ + n 3 / 2 ὡς ὃ ὅτε τις κραυπνῇσιν ἐπιβρίσας ἐχλάφοισι \ n θηρητὴρ ἐν ὄρεσσι λίνων ἔντοσθεν ἐρεμνῶν \ ἰλαδὸν ἀγρομένῃσιν és ὑστάτιον δόλον ἄγρης 2 [οἱ 2 αἰζηῶν ἰότητι, κύνες δ᾽ ἐπικαγχαλόωσιν, 94

΄ε ζι

THE FALL OF TROY, BOOK II

When God with tumult of a mighty storm

Hath palled the sky in cloud from verge to verge,

When thunders crash all round, when thick and fast

Gleam lightnings from the huddling clouds, when fields

Are flooded as the hissing rain descends,

And all the air is filled with awful roar

Of torrents pouring down the hill-ravines ;

So Memnon toward the shores of Hellespont

Before him hurled the Argives, following hard

Behind them, slaughtering ever. Many a man

Fell in the dust, and left his life in blood

"Neath Aethiop hands. Stained was the earth with

ore

AS Danni died. Exullted Memnon’s soul

As on the ranks of foemen ever he rushed,

And heaped with dead was all the plain of Troy.

And still from fight refrained he not; he hoped

To be a light of safety unto Troy

And bane to Danaans. But all the while

Stood baleful Doom beside him, and spurred on

To strife, with flattering smile. To right, to left

His stalwart helpers wrought in battle-toil,

Aleyoneus and Nychius, and the son

Of Asius furious-souled ; Meneclus’ spear,

Clydon and Alexippus, yea, a host

Eager to chase the foe, men who in fight

Quit them like men, exulting in their king.

Then, as Meneclus on the Danaans charged,

The son of Neleus slew him. Wroth for his friend,

Whole throngs of foes fierce-hearted Memnon slew.

As when a hunter midst the mountains drives

Swift deer within the dark lines of his toils—

The eager ring of beaters closing in

Presses the huddled throng into the snares

Of death: the dogs are wild with joy of the chase

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πυκνὸν ὑλακτιόωντες, ὁ δ᾽ ἐμμεμαὼς ὑπ᾽ ἄκοντι 375 f

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γήθεον' ᾿Αργεῖοι δὲ περικλυτὸν ἄνδρ᾽ ἐφέβοντο.

ὡς δ᾽ ὁπότ᾽ ἐξεριπόντος ἀπ᾽ οὔρεος ἠλιβάτοιο

πέτρου ἀπειρεσίοιο, τὸν ὑψόθεν ἀκάματος Zevs 380

ὥσῃ ἀπὸ κρημνοῖο βαλὼν στονόεντι κεραυνῷ,

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Ὡς φάτο' τοῦ δ᾽ ἀΐοντος ὑπὸ φρένας ἔμπεσε

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αὐτίκα οἱ σχεδὸν ἦλθε μακρὸν δόρυ πρόσθε

τιταένων, 405 96

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Ceaselessly giving tongue, the while his darts

Leap winged with death on ‘brocket and on hind ;

So Memnon slew and ever slew: his men

Rejoiced, the while in panic-stricken rout

Before that glorious man the Argives fled.

As when from a steep mountain’s precipice-brow

Leaps a huge crag, which all-resistless Zeus

By stroke of thunderbolt hath hurled from the crest ;

Crash oakwood copses, echo long ravines,

Shudders the forest to its rattle and roar,

And flocks therein and herds and wild things flee

Scattering, as bounding, whirling, it descends

With deadly pitiless onrush; so his foes

Fled from the lightning-flash of Memnon’s spear. Then to the side of Aeacus’ mighty son

Came Nestor. Anguished for his son he cried:

« Achilles, thou great bulwark of the Greeks,

Slain is my child! The armour of my dead

Hath Memnon, and I-fear me lest his corse

Be cast a prey to dogs. Haste to his help!

True friend is he who still remembereth

A friend though slain, and grieves for one no more.” Achilles heard; his heart was thrilled with grief:

He glanced across the rolling battle, saw

Memnon, saw where in throngs the Argives fell

Beneath his spear. Forthright he turned away

From where the rifted ranks of Troy fell fast

Before his hands, and, thirsting for the fight,

Wroth for Antilochus and the others slain,

Came face to face with Memnon. In his hands

That godlike hero caught up from the ground

A stone, a boundary-mark ‘twixt fields of wheat,

And hurled. Down on the shield of Peleus’ son

It crashed. But he, the invincible, shrank not

Before the huge rock-shard, but, thrusting out

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His long lance, rushed to close with him, afoot,

For his steeds stayed behind the battle-rout.

On the right shoulder above the shield he smote

And staggered him; but he, despite the wound,

Fought on with heart unquailing. Swiftly he thrust

And pricked with his strong spear Achilles’ arm.

Forth gushed the blood: rejoicing with vain joy

To Aeacus’ son with arrogant words he cried :

“ Now shalt thou in thy death fill up, I trow,

Thy dark doom, overmastered by mine hands!

Thou shalt not from this fray escape alive !

Fool, wherefore hast thou ruthlessly destroyed

Trojans, and vaunted thee the mightiest man

Of men, a deathless Nereid’s son? Ha, now

Thy doom hath found thee! Of birth divine am I,

The Dawn-queen’s mighty son, nurtured afar

By lily-slender Hesperid Maids, beside

The Ocean-river. Therefore not from thee

Nor from grim battle shrink I, knowing well

How far my goddess-mother doth transcend

A Nereid, whose child thou vauntest thee.

To Gods and men my mother bringeth light ;

On her depends the issue of all things,

Works great and glorious in Olympus wrought

Whereof comes blessing unto men. But thine—

She sits in barren crypts of brine: she dwells

Glorying mid dumb sea-monsters and mid fish,

Deedless, unseen! Nothing I reck of her,

Nor rank her with the immortal Heavenly Ones.” In stern rebuke spake Aeacus’ aweless son:

“ Memnon, how wast thou so distraught of wit

That thou shouldst face me, and to fight defy

Me, who in might, in blood, in stature far

Surpass thee? From supremest Zeus I trace

My glorious birth ; and from the strong Sea-god

Nereus, begetter of the Maids of the Sea,

99 H 2

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κάρτος,

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βαιὸν ὑπὲρ κνημῖδος, ἔνερθε δὲ δαιδαλέοιο 7 κ᾿ θώρηκος βριαροῖσιν ἀρηρότος ἀμφὶ μέλεσσιν, 465 ἄμφω ἐπειγόμενοι" περὶ δέ σφισιν ἄμβροτα τεύχη 3 > 9 ᾽ \ > 3 3 7 la ἀμφ᾽ ὦμοις ἀράβησε: βοὴ δ᾽ ἵκετ᾽ αἰθέρα δῖον Τρώων Αἰθιόπων τε καὶ ᾿Αργείων ἐριθύμων μαρναμένων ἑκάτερθε: κόνις δ᾽ ὑπὸ ποσσὶν ὀρώρει ἄχρις ἐς οὐρανὸν εὐρύν, ἐπεὶ μέγα κίνυτο ἔργον. 470 Be 3% 9 ? > 3 7 [4 Cal oT ὀμίχλη κατ᾽ ὄρεσφιν ὀρινομένου ὑετοῖο, ὁππότε δὴ κελάδοντες ἐνυπλήθονται ἔναυλοι “ὃ 3 2 / δ᾽ 2᾽ ra) “ὃ ὕδατος ἐσσυμένοιο, βρέμει δ᾽ ἄρα πᾶσα χαράδρη ἄσπετον, οἱ δ᾽ ἄρα πάντες ἐπιτρομέουσι νομῆες χειμάρρους ὀμίχλην τε φίλην ὀλοοῖσι λύκοισιν 418 *+Q7 », 7 [τά / 3 e HO ἄλλοις θήρεσσιν, ὅσους τρέφει ἄσπετος ὕλη" ὡς τῶν ἀμφὶ πόδεσσι κόνις πεπότητ᾽ ἀλεγεινή, ὠώ», Ν ᾽ὔ 2 Δ, 4 ? / ἢ pa τε καὶ φάος NU κατέκρυφεν ἠελίοιο > f%* 9 4 XN +> 7 >» 3 \ αἰθέρ᾽ ἐπισκιάουσα" κακὴ δ᾽ ὑπεδάμνατ᾽ ὀιζὺς \ 2 4 “\ 3 7 ξ - λαοὺς ἐν κονίῃ τε καὶ αἰνομόρῳ ὑσμίνῃ. 480 \ Ἁ \ A 7 a καὶ τὴν μὲν μακάρων TLS ἀπώσατο SNLOTHTOS ἐσσυμένως" ὀλοαὶ δὲ θοὰς ἑκάτερθε φάλαγγας Κῆρες ἐποτρύνεσκον ἀπειρέσιον πονέεσθαι fo x \ , v 2 > ‘al la δῆριν ava στονόεσσαν" “Apns δ᾽ οὐ λῆγε φόνοιο λευγαλέουν, πάντη δὲ πέριξ ἐφορύνετο γαῖα 435 αἵματος ἐκχυμένοιο" μέλας δ᾽ ἐπετέρπετ᾽ "Ολεθρος" “ Ν ͵ὕ ᾽ὔ a 3 ¢ f f στείνετο δὲ κταμένων πεδίον μέγα θ᾽ ἱππόβοτόν τε, ε ) > \ κε a / \ / »7 ὁππόσον ἀμφὶ ῥοαῖς Σιμόεις καὶ Ἐάνθος ἐέργει "TS θ / 3 e XV ¢€ / ηθεν κατιόντες ἐς ἱερὸν ᾿Ελλήσποντον. ᾿Αλλ’ ὅτε δὴ πολλὴ μὲν ἄδην μηκύνετο δῆρις 490 μαρναμένων, ἶσον δὲ μένος τέτατ᾽ ἀμφοτέροισι, \ ; 7 > 3 ) > ? > ; δὴ τότε τούς γ᾽ ἀπάνευθεν ᾽᾿Ολύμπιοι εἰσορόωντες, τ \ Ν v > fe ᾽ οἱ μὲν θυμὸν ἔτερπον ἀτειρέϊ ἸΤηλείωνι, 102

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Now close beneath the corslet curious-wrought That lapped the stalwart frame: hard, fast they lunged,

And on their shoulders clashed the arms divine. Roared to the very heavens the battle-shout Of warring men, of Trojans, Aethiops, And Argives mighty-hearted, while the dust Rolled up from "neath their feet, tossed to the sky In stress of battle-travail great and strong.

As when a mist enshrouds the hills, what time Roll up the rain-clouds, and the torrent-beds Roar as they fill with rushing floods, and howls Each gorge with fearful voices; shepherds quake To see the waters’ downrush and the mist, Screen dear to wolves and all the wild fierce things Nursed in the wide arms of the forest; so Around the fighters’ feet the choking dust Hung, hiding the fair splendour of the sun And darkening al] the heaven. Sore distressed With dust and deadly conflict were the folk. Then with a sudden hand some Blesséd One Swept the dust-pall aside; and the Gods saw The deadly Fates hurling the charging lines Together, in the unending wrestle locked Of that grim conflict, saw where never ceased Ares from hideous slaughter, saw the earth Crimsoned all round with rushing streams of blood, Saw where dark Havoc gloated o’er the scene, Saw the wide plain with corpses heaped, even all Bounded ’twixt Simois and Xanthus, where They sweep from Ida down to Hellespont.

But when long lengthened out the conflict was Of those two champions, and the might of both In that strong tug and strain was equal-matched, Then, gazing from Olympus’ far-off heights, The Gods joyed, some in the invincible son Of Peleus, others in the goodly child

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οἱ δ᾽ ἄρα Τιθωνοῖο καὶ ᾿Ηοῦς υἱέϊ δίῳ.

ὑψόθι δ᾽ οὐρανὸς εὐρὺς ἐπέβραχεν" ἀμφὶ δὲ πόντος 495

a) “ \ / / ra)

ἴαχε' xvavén δὲ πέριξ ἔλελίζετο γαῖα

ἀμφοτέρων ὑπὸ ποσσί: περυτρομέοντο δὲ πᾶσαι

3 \ / a ξ / 4

ἀμφὶ Θέτιν Νηρῆος ὑπερθύμοιο θύγατρες

ὀβρίμου ἀμφ᾽ ᾿Αχιλῆος iS ἄσπετα δειμαίνοντο:

δείδιε δ᾽ ᾿Ηριγένεια hiro περὶ παιδὶ καὶ αὐτὴ 500

ἵπποις ἐμβεβαυῖα δι’ αἰθέρος: αἱ δέ οἱ ἄγχι

3 7 / 52 2 ¢ ra

Ἠελίοιο θύγατρες ἐθάμβεον ἑστηυῖαι

θεσπέσιον περὶ κύκλον, ὃν ἠελίῳ ἀκάμαντι

Ζεὺς πόρεν εἰς ἐνιαυτὸν ἐὺν δρόμον, ᾧ περὶ πάντα

ζώει τε φθινύθει τε περυπλομένοιο κατ᾽ Fup 505

νωλεμέως αἰῶνος ἑλισσομένων ἐνιαυτῶν.

Kab νύ κε δὴ μακάρεσσιν ἀμείλιχος ἔμπεσε δῆρις,

εἰ μὴ ὑπ᾽ ἐννεσίῃσι Διὸς μεγαλοβρεμέταο

δοιαὶ ἄρ᾽ ἀμφοτέροισι θοῶς ἑκάτερθε παρέσταν

Κῆρες, ἐρεμναίη μὲν ἔβη ποτὶ Μέμνονος ἦτορ, διο

φαιδρὴ δ᾽ ἀμφ᾽ ᾿Αχιλῆα δαίφρονα' τοὶ δ᾽ ἐσιδόντες

3 7 7 9? Me + > th \ \ > f

ἀθάνατοι μέγ᾽ ἄυσαν, ἄφαρ δ᾽ ἕλε τοὺς μὲν avin

λευγαλέη, τοὺς δ᾽ ἠδ καὶ ἀγλαὸν ἔλλαβε χάρμα. "Hpwes δ᾽ ἐμάχοντο καθ᾽ αἱματόεντα κυδοιμὸν

ἔμπεδον, οὐδέ τι ἹΚῆρας ἐποιχομένας ἐνόησαν δ1ὅ

ν᾽ \ 7 4 > > 3 2 ὔ

θυμὸν καὶ μέγα κάρτος ἐπ᾿ ἀλλήλοισι φέροντες"

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μάρνασθ᾽ ἠὲ Γίγαντας ἀτειρέας ἠὲ κραταιοὺς

Τιτῆνας" σθεναρὴ γὰρ ἐπί σφισι δῆρις ὀρώρει,

ἠμὲν ὅτε ξιφέεσσι συνέδραμον, ἠδ᾽ ὅτε Kaas 520

βάλλον ἐπεσσύμενοι περιμήκεας" οὐδέ τις αὐτῶν

χάζετο βαλλομένων, οὐδ᾽ ἔτρεσαν, GAN ἅτε περῶνες

ἕστασαν ἀδμῆτες καταείμενοι ἄσπετον ἀλκήν"

ἄμφω γὰρ μεγάλοιο Διὸς γένος εὐχετόωντο'

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Of old Tithonus and the Queen of Dawn. Thundered the heavens on high from east to west, And roared the sea from verge to verge, and rocked The dark earth ’neath the heroes’ feet, and quaked Proud Nereus’ daughters all round Thetis thronged In grievous fear for mighty Achilles’ sake ; And trembled for her son the Child of the Mist As in her chariot through the sky she rode. Marvelled the Daughters of the Sun, who stood Near her, around that wondrous splendour-ring Traced for the race-course of the tireless sun By Zeus, the limit of all Nature’s life And death, the daily round that maketh up The eternal circuit of the rolling years. And now amongst the Blesséd bitter feud Had broken out; but by behest of Zeus The twin Fates suddenly stood beside these twain, One dark—her shadow fell on Memnon’s heart ; One bright—her radiance haloed Peleus’ son. And with a great cry the Immortals saw, And filled with sorrow they of the one part were, They of the other with triumphant joy.

Still in the midst of blood-stained battle-rout Those heroes fought, unknowing of the Fates Now drawn so nigh, but each at other hurled His whole heart’s courage, all his bodily might. Thou hadst said that in the strife of that dread day Huge tireless Giants or strong Titans warred, So fiercely blazed the wildfire of their strife, Now, when they clashed with swords, now when they

leapt

Hurling huge stones. Nor either would give back Before the hail of blows, nor quailed. They stood Like storm-tormented headlands steadfast, clothed With might past words, unearthly ; for the twain Alike could boast their lineage of high Zeus.

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# > oF , mn ” > ἢ 3 Ν τῷ τοὔνεκ᾽ ἄρα σφίσι δῆριν ἴσην ἐτάνυσσεν Evum 525 N 3 7 ΣΆ / 3 ἃς , πολλὸν ἐρειδομένοισιν ἐπὶ “χρόνον ἐν δαὶ κείνῃ, αὐτοῖς ἠδ᾽ ἑτάροισιν ἀταρβέσιν, οἱ μετ᾽ ἀνάκτων / νωλεμέως πονέοντο μεμαότες, ἄχρι καμόντων αἰχμαὶ ἀνεγνάμφθησαν ἐν ἀσπίσιν: οὐδέ τις ἦεν f ¢ / 3 ’ 2 >» / θεινομένων ἑκάτερθεν ἀνούτατος, ἀλλ᾽ ἄρα πάντων 530 > / 3 > 3 / “ νι ¢ \ ἐκ μελέων εἰς οὖδας ἀπέρρεεν αἷμα καὶ ἱδρὼς αἰὲν ἐρειδομένων, κεκάλυπιτο δὲ γαῖα νέκυσσιν οὐρανὸς ὡς νεφέεσσιν ἐς αἰγοκερῆα κιόντος ἠελίου, ὅτε πόντον ὑποτρομέει μέγα ναύτης. \ Ὁ 7 2 / [4 “ ¥ τοὺς δ᾽ ἵπποι χρεμέθοντες ἐπεσσυμένοις ἅμα λαοῖς 535 / / Ae 3 ¢ 3 τεθνεότας στείβεσκον, ἅτ᾽ ἄσπετα φύλλα κατ ἄλσος 7 3 lA \ / 3 vA χείματος ἀρχομένου μετὰ τηλεθόωσαν ὀπώρην. Οἱ δέ που ἐν νεκύεσσι καὶ αἵματι δηριόωντο υἱῆες μακάρων ἐρικυδέες, οὐδ᾽ ἀπέληγον ἀλλήλοις κοτέοντες" "Epis δ᾽ ἔθυνε τάλαντα 540 Ὁ ‘4 > / Ὰ 3 > y > lh ὑσμίνης ἀλεγεινά, τὰ δ᾽ οὐκ ἔτι ἶσα πέλοντο' ἀλλ᾽ ἄρα Μέμνονα δῖον ὑπὸ στέρνοιο θέμεθλα Πηλείδης οὔτησε: τὸ δ᾽ ἀντικρὺ μέλαν ἄορ ἐξέθορεν: τοῦ δ᾽ αἶψα λύθη πολύηρατος αἰών" 7 > 3 / 4 7 ς ΓΧ κάππεσε δ᾽ ἐς μέλαν αἷμα, βράχεν δέ οἱ ἄσπετα ΄Ζ τεύχη" 545 γαῖα δ᾽ ὑπεσμαράγησε, καὶ ἀμφεφόβηθεν ἑταῖροι" τὸν δ᾽ ἄρα Μυρμιδόνες μὲν ἐσύλεον: ἀμφὶ δὲ Τρῶες a“ ς φεῦγον" ὁ δ᾽ αἶψα δίωκε μένος μέγα λαίλαπι ἶσος. 2 Hos δ᾽ ἐστονάχησε καλυψαμένη νεφέεσσιν' ἠχλύνθη δ᾽ ἄρα γαῖα. θοοὶ δ᾽ ἅμα πάντες ἀῆται 550 μητρὸς ἐφημοσύνῃσι μίῃ φορέοντο κελεύθῳ τοῦ

THE FALL OF TROY, BOOK II

Therefore ‘twixt these Enyo lengthened out The even-balanced strife, while ever they In that grim wrestle strained their uttermost, They and their dauntless comrades, round their kings

With ceaseless fury toiling, till their spears Stood shivered all in shields of warriors slain, And of the fighters woundless none remained ; But from all limbs streamed down into the dust The blood and sweat of that unresting strain Of fight, and earth was hidden with the dead, . As heaven is hidden with clouds when meets the sun The Goat-star, and the shipman dreads the deep. As charged the lines, the snorting chariot-steeds Trampled the dead, as on the myriad leaves Ye trample in the woods at entering-in Of winter, when the autumn-tide is past.

Still mid the corpses and the blood fought on Those glorious sons of Gods, nor ever ceased From wrath of fight. But Eris now inclined The fatal scales of battle, which no more Were equal-poised. Beneath the breast-bone then Of godlike Memnon plunged Achilles’ sword ; Clear through his body all the dark-blue blade Leapt: suddenly snapped the silver cord of life. Down in a pool of blood he fell, and clashed His massy armour, and earth rang again.! Then turned to flight his comrades panic-struck, And of his arms the Myrmidons stripped the dead, While fled the Trojans, and Achilles chased, As whirlwind swift and mighty to destroy.

Then groaned the Dawn, and palled herself in

clouds,

And earth was darkened. At their mother’s hest All the light Breathings of the Dawn took hands, And slid down one long stream of sighing wind

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és πεδίον Πριάμοιο καὶ ἀμφεχέοντο θανόντι,

ἧκα δ᾽ ἀνηρείψαντο θοῶς ᾿Ηώιον υἷα,

καί ἑ φέρον πολιοῖο δι᾿ ἠέρος: ἄχνυτο δέ σφι

θυμὸς ἀδελφειοῖο δεδουπότος: ἀμφὶ δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ αἰθὴρ 555 ἔστενε. τοῦ δ᾽ ἐπὶ γαῖαν ὅσαι πέσον αἱματόεσσαι

ἐκ μελέων ῥαθάμιγγες, ἐν ἀνθρώποισι τέτυκται σῆμα καὶ ἐσσομένοις" τὰς γὰρ θεοὶ ἄλλοθεν ἄλλην

εἰς ἐν ἀγειράμενοι ποταμὸν θέσαν ἠχήεντα,

τόν ῥά te ἸΪαφλαγόνειον ἐπιχθόνιοι καλέουσι 560 πάντες, ὅσοι ναίουσι μακρῆς ὑπὸ δειράσιν Ἴδης"

ὅς τε καὶ αἱματόεις τραφερὴν ἐπινίσσεταε αἷαν, ὁππότε Μέμνονος ἦμαρ ἔῃ λυγρόν, ᾧ ἔνε κεῖνος κάτθανε: λευγαλέη δὲ καὶ ἄσχετος ἔσσυται ὀδμὴ

ἐξ ὕδατος: φαίης κεν ἔθ᾽ ἕλκεος οὐλομένοιο 565 πυθομένους ἰχῶρας ἀποπνείειν ἀλεγεινόν.

ἀλλὰ τὸ μὲν βουλῇσι θεῶν yéve οἱ δ᾽ ἐπέτοντο "Hods ὄβριμον via θοοὶ φορέοντες ἀῆται

τυτθὸν ὑπὲρ γαίης δνοφερῇ κεκαλυμμένον ὄρφνῃ.

Οὐδὲ μὲν Αἰθιοπῆες ἀποκταμένοιο ἄνακτος 570 , > 7 2 \ ‘ 9 s νόσφιν ἀπεπλάγχθησαν, ἐπεὶ θεὸς αἷψα καὶ αὐτοὺς

ἦγε λιλαιομένοισι βαλὼν τάχος, οἷον ἔμελλον

οὐ μετὰ δηρὸν ἔχοντες ἐπηέριοι φορέεσθαι"

τοὔνεχ᾽ ἕποντ᾽ ἀνέμοισιν ὀδυρόμενοι βασιλῆα.

ὡς δ᾽ ὅταν ἀγρευτῆρος ἐνὶ ξυλόχοισι δαμέντος 578 ἢ συὸς ἠὲ λέοντος ὑπὸ βλοσυρῇσι γένυσσι

σῶμ᾽ ἀναειρόμενοι μογεροὶ φορέουσιν ἑταῖροι ἀχνύμενοι, μετὰ δέ σφι κύνες ποθέοντες ἄνακτα κνυξζηθμῷ ἐφέπονται ἀνιηρῆς ἕνεκ᾽ ἄγρης"

os οἵ γε προλιπόντες ἀνηλέα δηιοτῆτα 580 λαιψηροῖς ἐφέποντο μέγα στενάχοντες ἀήταις

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To Priam’s plain, and floated round the dead,

And softly, swiftly caught they up, and bare

Through silver mists the Dawn-queen’s son, with hearts

Sore aching for their brother’s fall, while moaned

Around them all the air. As on they passed,

Fell many blood-gouts from those piercéd limbs

Down to the earth, and these were made a sign

To generations yet to be. The Gods

Gathered them up from many lands, and made

Thereof a far-resounding river, named

Of all that dwell beneath long Ida’s flanks

Paphlagoneion. As its waters flow

"Twixt fertile acres, once a year they turn

To blood, when comes the woeful day whereon

Died Memnon. Thence a sick and choking reek

Steams: thou wouldst say that from a wound unhealed

Corrupting humours breathed an evil stench.

Ay, so the Gods ordained: but now flew on

Bearing Dawn’s mighty son the rushing winds

Skimming earth’s face and palled about with night.

Nor were his Aethiopian comrades left

To wander of their King forlorn: a God

Suddenly winged those eager souls with speed

Such as should soon be theirs for ever, changed

To flying fowl, the children of the air.

Wailing their King in the winds’ track they sped.

As when a hunter mid the forest-brakes

Is by a boar or grim-jawed lion slain,

And now his sorrowing friends take up the corse,

And bear it heavy-hearted ; and the hounds

Follow low-whimpering, pining for their lord

In that disastrous hunting lost; so they

Left far behind that stricken field of blood,

And fast they followed after those swift winds

10g

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ἀχλύϊ θεσπεσίῃ κεκαλυμμένοι. ἀμφὶ δὲ Τρῶες

καὶ Δαναοὶ θάμβησαν ἅμα σφετέρῳ βασιλῆι

πάντας ἀϊστωθέντας, ἀπειρεσίῃ δ᾽ ἀνὰ θυμὸν ἀμφασίῃ βεβόληντο. νέκυν δ᾽ ἀκάμαντες ἀῆταν 585 Μέμνονος ἀγχεμάχοιο θέσαν βαρέα στενάχοντες πὰρ ποταμοῖο ῥέεθρα βαθυρρόου Αἰσήποιο,

ἧχί τε Νυμφάων καλλιπλοκάμων πέλει ἄλσος καλόν, ὃ δὴ μετόπισθε μακρὸν περὶ σῆμα βάλοντο Αἰσηποῖο θύγατρες ἄδην πεπυκασμένον ὕλῃ 590 παντοίῃ" καὶ πολλὰ θεαὶ περικωκύσαντο,

vida κυδαίνουσαι ἐυθρόνου ᾿Ηριγενείης.

Δύσετο δ᾽ ἠελίοιο φάος" κατὰ δ᾽ ἤλυθεν Hos οὐρανόθεν κλαίουσα φίλον τέκος, ἀμφὶ δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ αὐτῇ κοῦραι ἐϊπλόκαμοι δυοκαίδεκα, τῇσι μέμηλεν 595 αἰὲν ἑλισσομένου “Ὑπερίονος αἰπὰ κέλευθα νύξ τε καὶ ἠριγένεια καὶ ἐκ Διὸς ὁππόσα βουλῆς « γένεται, οὗ περὶ δῶμα καὶ ἀρρήκτους πυλεῶνας στρωφώντ᾽ ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα πέριξ λυκάβαντα

φέρουσαι καρποῖσι βρίθοντα κυλινδομένου περὶ κύκλου 600 χειμῶνος κρνεροῖο καὶ εἴαρος ἀνθεμόεντος ἠδὲ θέρευς ἐ ἐρατοῖο ποχυσταφύλοιό τ᾽ ὀπώρης. αἱ τότε 67 κατέβησαν a ἀπ᾽ αἰθέρος ἠλιβάτοιο dower ὀδυρόμεναι περὶ Μέμνονα, σὺν δ᾽ ἄρα τῆσι Πληιάδες μύροντο" περίαγχε δ᾽ οὔρεα μακρὰ 605 καὶ ῥόος Αἰσήποιο' γόος δ᾽ ἄλληκτος ὀρώρει. ἡ δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἐνὶ μέσσησιν ἑῷ περὶ παιδὶ χυθεῖσα μακρὸν ἀνεστονάχησε πολύστονος Ἢριγένεια' “ὦλεό “μοι, φίλε τέκνον, ἐῇ δ᾽ ἄρα μητέρι πένθος ἀργαλέον περίθηκας" ἐγὼ δ᾽ οὐ σεῖο δαμέντος 610 τλήσομαι ἀθανάτοισιν ἐ ἐπουρανίοισι φαείνειν, ἀλλὰ καταχθονίων ἐσδύσομαι αἰνὰ βέρεθρα," 110

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With multitudinous moaning, veiled in mist

Unearthly. Trojans over all the plain

And. Danaans marvelled, seeing that great host

Vanishing with their King. All hearts stood still

In dumb amazement. But the tireless winds

Sighing set hero Memnon’s giant corpse

Down by the deep flow of Aesopus’ stream,

Where is a fair grove of the bright-haired Nymphs,

The which round his long barrow afterward

Aesopus’ daughters planted, screening it

With many and manifold trees: and long and loud

Wailed those Immortals, chanting his renown,

The son of the Dawn-goddess splendour-throned. Now sank the sun: the Lady of the Morn

Wailing her dear child from the heavens came down.

Twelve maidens shining-tressed attended her,

The warders of the high paths of the sun

For ever circling, warders of the night

And dawn, and each world-ordinance framed of

Zeus,

Around whose mansion’s everlasting doors

From east to west they dance, from west to east,

Whirling the wheels of harvest-laden years, 600

While rolls the endless round of winter’s cold,

And flowery spring, and lovely summer-tide,

And heavy-clustered autumn. These came down

From heaven, for Memnon wailing wild and high ;

And mourned with these the Pleiads. Echoed

round

Far-stretching mountains, and Aesopus’ stream.

Ceaseless uprose the keen, and in their midst,

Fallen on her son and clasping, wailed the Dawn ;

* Dead art thou, dear, dear child, and thou hast clad

Thy mother with a pall of grief. Oh, I,

Now thou art slain, will not endure to light

The Immortal Heavenly Ones! No, I will plunge

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Down to the dread depths of the underworld, Where thy lone spirit flitteth to and fro, And will to blind night leave earth, sky, and sea, Till Chaos and formless darkness brood o’er all, That Cronos’ Son may also learn what means Anguish of heart. For not less worship-worthy Than Nereus’ Child, by Zeus’s ordinance, Am I, who look on all things, I, who bring All to their consummation. Recklessly My light Zeus now despiseth! Therefore I Will pass into the darkness. Let him bring Up to Olympus Thetis from the sea To hold for him light forth to Gods and men! My sad soul loveth darkness more than day, Lest I pour light upon thy slayer’s head.” Thus as she cried, the tears ran down her face Immortal, like a river brimming aye: Drenched was the dark earth round the corse. The Night Grieved in her daughter’s anguish, and the heaven Drew over all his stars a veil of mist And cloud, of love unto the Lady of Light. Meanwhile within their walls the Trojan folk For Memnon sorrowed sore, with vain regret Yearning for that lost king and all his host. Nor greatly joyed the Argives, where they lay Camped in the open plain amidst the dead. There, mingled with Achilles’ praise, uprose Wails for Antilochus: joy clasped hands with grief. All night in groans and sighs most pitiful The Dawn-queen lay: a sea of darkness moaned Around her. Of the dayspring nought she recked : She loathed Olympus’ spaces. At her side Fretted and whinnied still her fleetfoot steeds, Trampling the strange earth, gazing at their Queen Grief-stricken, yearning for the fiery course.

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\ 3 Ζεὺς δ᾽ ἄμοτον βρόντησε χολούμενος, ἀμφὶ δὲ γαῖα 640 κινήθη περὶ πᾶσα" τρόμος δ᾽ ἕλεν ἄμβροτον HA. \ n Tov δ᾽ apa καρπαλίμως μελανόχροες Αἰθιοητῆες θάψαν ὀδυρόμενοι' τοὺς δ᾽ ᾿Ηριγένεια βοῶπις / ca) πόλλ᾽ ὀλοφυρομένους κρατεροῦ περὶ σήματι παιδὸς οἰωνοὺς “τοίησε καὶ ἠέρι δῶκε φέρεσθαι, 645 τοὺς Kal νῦν καλέουσι βροτῶν ἀπερείσια φῦλα Μέμνονας: οἵ ῥ᾽ ἐπὶ τύμβον ἔτι σφετέρου βασιλῆος 3 ’ / 7 7 la ἐσσύμενοι γοόωσι κόνιν καθύπερθε χέοντες / 3 7 \ / \ σήματος: ἀλλήλοις δὲ περικλονέουσι κυδοιμὸν Μέμνονι ἦρα φέροντες" ὁ δ᾽ εἰν ᾿Αἴδαο δόμοισιν 650 ἠέ που ἐν μακάρεσσι κατ᾽ ᾿Ηλύσιον πέδον αἴης ; J \ \ > / A > N Kayyaraa καὶ θυμὸν ἰαίνεται ἄμβροτος “Has δερκομένη" τοῖσιν δὲ πέλει πόνος ἄχρι καμόντες @ vg / 2 Ν 4 ἘΝ \ » els ἕνα δηώσωνται ἀνὰ κλόνον, ἠὲ καὶ ἄμφω πότμον ἀναπλήσωσι πονεύμενοι ἀμφὶς ἄνακτα. 655 Καὶ τὰ μὲν ἐννεσίῃσι φαεσφόρου ᾿Ἡρυιγενείης οἰωνοὶ τελέουσι θοοΐ": τότε δ᾽ ἄμβροτος ᾿Ηὼς 3 Ν 2 ἢ ς on / t/ οὐρανὸν εἰσανόρουσεν ὁμῶς πολυαλδέσιν “Ὧραις, “εν 3 3 / > 7 2 ‘ 2 αἵ ῥά μιν οὐκ ἐθέλουσαν ἀνήγαγον ἐς Διὸς οὖδας παρφάμεναι μύθοισιν, ὅσοις βαρὺ πένθος ὑπείκει, 660 7 vo» 3 / 5 δ᾽ ov (G60 οἷο 506 καίπερ ἔτ᾽ ἀχνυμένην. ἡ δ᾽ οὐ λάθεθ᾽ οἷο δρόμοιο' deldse yap δὴ Ζηνὸς ἄδην ἄλληκτον éviTTHy, ἐξ οὗ πάντα πέλονται, ὅσ᾽ ὠκεανοῖο ῥέεθρα ἐντὸς ἔχει καὶ γαῖα καὶ αἰθομένων ἕδος ἄστρων. τῆς ἄρα Ἰ]ληιάδες πρότεραι ἴσαν' ἡ δὲ καὶ αὐτὴ 665 2 ’ ¥ 7 2 (δ δ᾽ y 5 od αἰθερίας ai€e πύλας, ἐκέδασσε δ᾽ Ap αἴγλην. 114

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Suddenly crashed the thunder of the wrath Of Zeus; rocked round her all the shuddering earth, And on immortal Eos trembling came.

Swiftly the dark-skinned Aethiops from her sight Buried their lord lamenting. As they wailed Unceasingly, the Dawn-queen lovely-eyed Changed them to birds sweeping through air around The barrow of the mighty dead. And these Still do the tribes of men “The Memnons”’ call ; And still with wailing cries they dart and wheel Above their king’s tomb, and they scatter dust Down on his grave, still shrill the battle-cry,

In memory of Memnon, each to each.

But he in Hades’ mansions, or perchance

Amid the Blesséd on the Elysian Plain, Laugheth. Divine Dawn comforteth her heart Beholding them: but theirs is toil of strife Unending, till the weary victors strike

The vanquished dead, or one and all fill up The measure of their doom around his grave.

So by command of Eos, Lady of Light,

The swift birds dree their weird. But Dawn divine

Now heavenward soared with the all-fostering Hours,

Who drew her to Zeus’ threshold, sorely loth,

Yet conquered by their gentle pleadings, such

As salve the bitterest grief of broken hearts.

Nor the Dawn-queen forgat her daily course,

But quailed before the unbending threat of Zeus, _

Of whom are all things, even all comprised

Within the encircling sweep of Ocean’s stream,

Earth and the palace-dome of burning stars.

Before her went her Pleiad-harbingers,

Then she herself flung wide the ethereal gates,

And, scattering spray of splendour, flashed there- through.

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καίπερ ὑποτρομέοντες ἐυμμελίην ᾿Αχιλῆα

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δυσμενέων! πάντῃ δὲ φερέσβιος αἵματι γαῖα

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How by the shaft of a God lad low was Hero Achilles

Wuen shone the light of Dawn the splendour- throned,

Then to the ships the Pylian spearmen bore Antilochus’ corpse, sore sighing for their prince, And by the Hellespont they buried hint With aching hearts. Around him groaning stood The battle-eager sons of Argives, all, ᾿ Of love for Nestor, shrouded o’er with grief But that grey hero’s heart was nowise crushed By sorrow; for the wise man’s soul endures Bravely, and cowers not under affliction’s stroke. But Peleus’ son, wroth for Antilochus — His dear friend, armed for vengeance terrible Upon the Trojans. Yea, and these withal, Despite their dread of mighty Achilles’ spear, Poured battle-eager forth their gates, for now The Fates with courage filled their breasts, of whom Many were doomed to Hades to descend, Whence there is no return, thrust down by hands Of Aeacus’ son, who also was foredoomed To perish that same day by Priam’s wall. Swift met the fronts of conflict: all the tribes Of Troy’s host, and the battle-biding Greeks, Afire with that new-kindled fury of war.

Then through the foe the son of Peleus made Wide havoc: all dround the earth was drenched

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With gore, and choked with corpses were the streams Of Simois and Xanthus. Still he chased, Still slaughtered, even to the city’s walls ; For panic fell on all the host. And now All had he slain, had dashed the gates to earth, Rending them from their hinges, or the bolts, Hurling himself against them, had he snapped, And for the Danaans into Priam’s burg Had made a way, had utterly destroyed That goodly town—but now was Phoebus wroth Against him with grim fury, when he saw Those countless troops of heroes slain of him. Down from Olympus with a lion-leap He came: his quiver on his shoulders lay, And shafts that deal the wounds incurable. Facing Achilles stood he; round him clashed Quiver and arrows; blazed with quenchless flame His eyes, and shook the earth beneath his feet. Then with a terrible shout the great God cried, So to turn back from war Achilles awed By the voice divine, and save from death the Trojans : « Back from the Trojans, Peleus’ son! Beseems not That longer thou deal death unto thy foes, Lest an Olympian God abase thy pride.” But nothing quailed the hero at the voice Immortal, for that round him even now Hovered the unrelenting Fates. He recked Naught of the God, and shouted his defiance. “ Phoebus, why dost thou in mine own despite Stir me to fight with Gods, and wouldst protect The arrogant Trojans? Heretofore hast thou By thy beguiling turned me from the fray, When from destruction thou at the first didst save Hector, whereat the Trojans all through Troy

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ἀλλ᾽ ἀναχάξεο τῆλε καὶ ἐς μακάρων ἕδος ἄλλων ἔρχεο, μή σε βάλοιμι καὶ ἀθάνατόν περ ἐόντα.

Ὡς εἰπὼν ἀπάτερθε θεὸν λίπε, βῆ δ᾽ ἐπὶ

Τρῶας, οἵ [ῥ᾽ ἔτι που φεύγεσκον ἀεὶ προπάροιθε πόληος, καὶ τοὺς μὲν σεύεσκεν' ὁ δ᾽ ἀσχαλόων ἐνὶ θυμῷ δ Φοῖβος ἑ ἐὸν κατὰ θυμὸν ἔ ἔπος. ποτὶ τοῖον ἔειπεν" “ ᾧ πόποι, ὡς ὅ γε μαίνετ᾽ ἀνὰ φρένας" ἀλλά οἱ οὔτι οὐδ᾽ αὐτὸς Κρονίδης ἔτ ἔτ᾽ ἀλέξεταιϊ οὔτε τις ἄλλος οὕτω μαργαίνοντι, καὶ ἀντ ιν ἀντὶ: θεοῖσιν." Ὡς ἄρ᾽ ἔφη, καὶ ἄιστος ὁμοῦ νεφέεσσιν ἐτύχθη" 60 ἠέρα δ᾽ ἑσσάμενος στυγερὸν προέηκε βέλεμνον, καί ἑ θοῶς οὔτησε κατὰ σφυρόν' αἶψα δ᾽ ἀνΐαι δῦσαν ὑ ὑπὸ κραδίην" ὁ δ᾽ ἀνετράπετ᾽ ἠῦτε πύργος, ὅν τε βίη τυφῶνος ὑποχθονίῃ στροφάλεγγι ῥήξῃ ὑ ὑπὲρ δαπέδοιο κραδαινομένης βαθὺ γαίης: Βθὅ ὡς ἐκλίθη δέμας ἡ ἠὺ κατ᾽ οὔδεος Αἰακίδαο. ἀμφὶ δὲ παπτήνας ὀλοὸν καὶ 3 i ᾿ ἔπος ἀκράαντον ὁμόκλα'

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ἡμετέρῳ περὶ δουρὶ καὶ Aida λυγρὸν ἷ ἵκηται: οἶδα γὰρ ὡς οὔτις με δυνήσεται ἐγγύθεν ἐλθὼν ἐγχείῃ δαμάσασθαι ἐπιχθονίων ἡ ἡρώων, οὐδ᾽ εἴπερ στέρνοισι μάλ᾽ ἄτρομον ἦτορ ἔχῃσιν, ἄτρομον ἦτορ ἔχῃσι λίην καὶ χάλκεος εἴη)" 75 κρύβδα δ᾽ ἀνάλκιδες αἰὲν ἀγανοτέρους λοχόωσι. τῷ μεὺ ἴτω κατέναντα, καὶ εἰ θεὸς εὔχεται εἶναι χωόμενος Δαναοῖς, ἐπεὶ ἢ νύ μοι ἦτορ ἔολπτεν ἔμμεναι ᾿Απόλλωνα λυγρῇ κεκαλυμμένον ὄρφνῃ.

1 Zimmermann, for ἀνέξεται of v. 2 Zimmermann, for ἀντιόωντα.

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Exulted. Nay, thou get thee back: return

Unto the mansion of the Blesséd, lest

I smite thee—ay, immortal though thou be!” Then on the God he turned his back, and sped

After the Trojans fleeing cityward,

And harried still their flight ; but wroth at heart

Thus Phoebus spake to his indignant soul :

“ Out on this man! he is sense-bereft! But now

Not Zeus himself nor any other Power

Shall save this madman who defies the Gods !”’ From mortal sight he vanished into cloud,

And cloaked with mist a baleful shaft he shot

Which leapt to Achilles’ ankle : sudden pangs

With mortal sickness made his whole heart faint.

He reeled, and like a tower he fell, that falls

Smit by a whirlwind when an earthquake cleaves

A chasm for rushing blasts from underground ;

So fell the goodly form of Aeacus’ son.

He glared, a murderous glance, to right, to left,

[Upon the Trojans, and a terrible threat |

Shouted, a threat that could not be fulfilled :

“ Who shot at me a stealthy-smiting shaft?

Let him but dare to meet me face to face!

So shall his blood and all his bowels gush out

About my spear, and he be hellward sped!

I know that none can meet me man to man

And quell in fight—of earth-born heroes none,

Though such an one should bear within his breast

A heart unquailing, and have thews of brass.

But dastards still in stealthy ambush lurk

For lives of heroes. Let him face me then !—

Ay ! though he be a God whose anger burns

Against the Danaans! Yea, mine heart forebodes

That this my smiter was Apollo, cloaked

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In deadly darkness. So in days gone by

My mother told me how that by his shafts

I was to die before the Scaean Gates

A piteous death. Her words were not vain words.” Then with unflinching hands from out the wound

Incurable he drew the deadly shaft

In agonized pain. Forth gushed the blood ; his heart

Waxed faint beneath the shadow of coming doom.

Then in indignant wrath he hurled from him

The arrow: a sudden gust of wind swept by,

And caught it up, and, even as he trod

Zeus’ threshold, to Apollo gave it back ;

For it beseemed not that a shaft divine,

Sped forth by an Immortal, should be lost.

He unto high Olympus swiftly came,

To the great gathering of immortal Gods,

Where all assembled watched the war of men,

These longing for the Trojans’ triumph, those

For Danaan victory ; so with diverse wills

Watched they the strife, the slayers and the slain. Him did the Bride of Zeus behold, and straight

Upbraided with exceeding bitter words:

“ What deed of outrage, Phoebus, hast thou done

This day, forgetful of that day whereon

To godlike Peleus’ spousals gathered all

The Immortals? Yea, amidst the feasters thou

Sangest how Thetis silver-footed left

The sea's abysses to be Peleus’ bride ;

And as thou harpedst all earth’s children came

To hearken, beasts and birds, high craggy hills,

Rivers, and all deep-shadowed forests came.

All this hast thou forgotten, and hast wrought

A ruthless deed, hast slain a godlike man,

Albeit thou with other Gods didst pour

The nectar, praying that he might be the son

By Thetis given to Peleus. But that prayer

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THE FALL OF TROY, BOOK III

Hast thou forgotten, favouring the folk

Of tyrannous Laomedon, whose kine

Thou keptest. He, a mortal, did despite

To thee, the deathless! O, thou art wit-bereft !

Thou favourest Troy, thy sufferings all forgot.

Thou wretch, and doth thy false heart know not

this,

What man is an offence, and meriteth

Suffering, and who is honoured of the Gods?

Ever Achilles showed us reverence— yea,

Was of our race. Ha, but the punishment

Of Troy, I ween, shall not be lighter, though

Aeacus’ son have fallen; for his son

Right soon shall