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A44266
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Homer's Iliads in English by Tho. Hobbes ; to which may be added Homers Odysses, Englished by the same author.; Iliad. English
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Homer.; Hobbes, Thomas, 1588-1679.
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1676
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our friend Mastorides is dead You know how much we honour'd him at home 'T is Hector that has slain him Where are now Your deadly Arrows And what is become Of Phoebus gâ—ft your so egregious Bow Which Teucer hearing quickly with him was With Bow and Quiver in his hand and shot And slew the Servant of Polydamas That had the guiding of his Chariot Clitus by name who while in vain he sought By driving to where hottest was the fight From Hector and the Trojans thanks t' have got The fatal Arrow on his Neck did light Then down he fell The frighted Horses shook The empty Charre Then came Polydamas And by the heads the capring Horses took And sets Astynous in Clitus place And gave him a strict charge to hold them nigh But not to come with them into the Fight Then Teucer lets another Arrow fly At Hector which if it had hit him right He never at the Ships again had fought But Jupiter was pleas'd to save him now And brake the Bow-string Then in vain flew out The Arrow and into the dust the Bow And Teucer to his Brother made his moan Ajax said he is 't not a wondrous thing My Bow is started from my hand and gone Some God or other broken has the String Yet new 't was made this morning purposely To last all day Teucer said Ajax then Cannot you let your Bow and Quiver lie And fight with Spear in hand like other men And give unto the Greeks encouragement No. Though the Gods above should in their hate To let the Trojans take our Ships be bent Yet let us sell them at a lusty rate Teucer then laid his Bow up in his Tent And arm'd himself with Helmet and with Shield And a good Spear and back to Ajax went And found him where he left him in the Field When Hector saw that Teucer's noble Bow Was useless now he to his Squadrons cry'd Trojans and Lycians come on boldly now For Teucer now his Bow hath laid aside Jove brake the String I saw it with these eyes For easily it may discerned be To whom the hand of Jove intends the Prize And to whom he denies the Victory And now upon our side he is you see And from the Greeks their courage takes away Then to the Ships let 's go couragiously And let the fear of death no man dismay For why should any of us fear to dye When for his Country 't is it is no shame And if we make the Enemy to fly Sav'd are his Wife and Children Goods and Name Whilst Hector thus the Trojans did excite Ajax unto the Argives spake and said We must now either put our Foes to flight Or make account we shall be all destroy'd If Hector here to burn our Ships should chance Can you go home again d' ye think afoot He calleth on his men 'T is not to dance But fire our Ships if we will let him do 't For us 't is better in close Fight to die Here all at once or get the Victory Than here God knows how long consuming lie And peck in vain at a weak Enemy Thus Ajax rais'd the courage of th' Achaeans Then Hector slew the Son of Perimâ—d Stichius that had command of the Phocoeâ—ns And Ajax slew Laodaâ—as that led The Trojan Foot and was Antenor's Son And Otus by Polydamas was slain Otus that led the bold Epâ—ians on And was a friend of Meges He again A Spear threw at Polydamas and mist. For Phoebus kindness had for Panthus Son And with a present wit did him assist To turn about and let the Spear go on And Croesmus there receiv'd it on his Brest And down he fell Then Dolops Lampus Son Lampus that was of living men the best And Grandchild of the King Laomedon To be reveng'd at Meges threw his Spear Which pass'd his Shield but in his Breastplate staid The Breastplate which his Father us'd to wear With many Plyes of strong Mail overlaid And given was to Phyleus by his Guest At Ephyre wherewith in martial strife From deadly stroaks of Spears to save his Brest And of his Son it now preserv'd the lâ—fe But Meges Dolops hit upon the Head And from his Crest struck off the goodly Main Which he but newly then had dyed red But Dolops still the Fight did well maintain Till Menelaus stole unto his Side And struck him through the Shoulder with his Spear No longer stood he then but fell and dy'd And both of them to strip him going were And Hector then call'd out to all his Kin And unto Menalippus specially Who while the Greeks were absent lived in Percote and took care of th'Husbandry But when the Aâ—give Fleet to Troy was come He then return'd his Country to defend And liv'd in Priam's house at Ilium And proud the Trojans were of such a friend And lov'd he was by Priam as his Son And now unto him Hector spake and said Have we for Dolops no compassion Or to defend his body are affraid Come follow me We must no longer play At distance with the Greeks but either they Must utterly deface the Town of Troy And kill us all or we them all destroy This said away they both together went To save the Body of their Cosen dead And Aâ—ax with a contrary intent His Argives to the Fight encouraged Argives said he to Honour have an eye And of your fellows Censures have a care For slain are alwaies more of those that fly Than those that of base flight ashamed are This said though of it no great need there was Amongst the Greeks they presently obey'd And at the Ships stood like an Hedg of Brass But on came Hector not at all afraid T' Antilochus then Menelaus said Amongst us there is none that better can Both fight and run Why should you be afraid To leap unto the throng and kill your man This said away again went Menelaus Antilochus leapt out before the rest And threw his Spear at Menalippus as He coming was and hit him on the Brest No sooner was he fallen to the ground Than to the Spoil Antilochus ran in As quick as when upon a Deer a Hound Runs in that by the Hunter kill'd had been But soon as he saw Hector coming on As valiant as he was he durst not stay But as some wild Beast that had mischief done Ere people could assemble run away The Trojans follow'd him with clamour loud And Spears abundance after him they threw But he ran on and got into the croud But they unto the Ships the Greeks pursue For Jupiter to make his promise good To Thetis hitherto the Greeks dismaid And in the Battle with the Trojans stood Until he had performed all he said But meant to stay no longer with them than To see some Argive Ship with fire to shine And then to let the Greeks prevail agen From the beginning such was his designe In aiding Hector who now furiously Went on like Mars or like fire in a
Wood With foam about his mouth and fire in 's eye And Jove himself came down and ore him stood To save him when he was hem'd in by Foes And honour him since 't was his destiny That not long after he his Life should lose And by none but Achilles hand should dye Now Hector looking where the best men stood And armed best try'd first to break in there Keen as he was he there could do no good So close they joyn'd to one another were And stuck like great stones in a Tow'r or Rock That of the boyst'rous Winds and Billows high Which break upon it still endures the shock Then Hector other places went to try And through he pass'd Then as a Wave high grown When in foul weather forced by the wind Under dark Clouds into a Ship is thrown The Mist and roaring Sails bring to the mind Of the poor Seamen nothing but to dye So frighted were the Greeks But forward he Still went And as when in the Meadows by The Rivers side thousands of Kine there be And th'Herdsmen see a Lion to them come But with a wild Beast know not how to fight Some go before them and behind them some The Lion falleth on them in their sight Between both ends and killeth only one The rest all fly So th' Argives all before Heâ—tor and Jupiter dispersed run But only one was killed and no more And Periphetes 't was the worthy Son Of an unworthy Father Copreus who When any labour great was to be done By Hercules did from Eurystheus go As Messenger to carry the commands But Periphetes Vertue wanted none His Feet were swift and valiant were his Hands A wiser man Mycena had not one But slain he was For as he turn'd to fly He trod upon the edge of his own Shield And overthrown upon his Back did lye And with a stab of Hector's Spear was kill'd His friends though many standing by him were And griev'd to see him fall did him no good For ev'ry one now for himself did fear And out of Hector's way kept all he cou'd The Greeks retreated were no further yet Than to between the first and second Row Of th' Argive Ships but forc'd that place to quit Near to their Tents themselves they rally now Where Nestor them encouraged agen Argives my friends be valiant now said he And if at any time now play the men Of one anothers Censures fearful be Besides by what you should be moved most Your Parents Children Wives and Goods and Land Whether you have them still or have them lost I you conjure against the Foe to stand This Nestor said the Argives to exite And Pallas from them took the Mist again That they might see who did who did not fight Both at the Ships and elswhere on the Plain But Ajax Telamonius thought not good To stay with other Argives in the throng But up into a Ship he went and stood With a Ship spear twenty two Cubits long As when a man that taught has been to guide Four Horses at a time and in his hand Holdeth their Reins while they go side by side And people on the way admiring stand He from one Horse unto another skips And makes them run together to the Town So Ajax ore the Argives ranged Ships To save them and the Tents ran up and down And terribly unto the Argives cry'd To play the men Nor Hector 'mongst his Troops Could be perswaded longer to abide But suddenly as a black Eagle stoops At a great Flock of Geese or Cranes or Swans So Hector of the Argive Ships to one Flew down and Jove with his puissant hands Behind him marching alwaies pusht him on Then at the Ships the Fight began again More cruel than before You would have said They had no sense of weariness or pain So mightily they all about them laid The Greeks were in despair of their return The Trojans thought the Argive Lords to rout And all the Ships that brought them thither burn Thus minded on each side they fiercely fought Upon a Shiâ— then Hector laid his hand Which brought Protesilaus unto Troy But never back unto his native Land For this good Ship they one another slay Arrows and Darts no longer slew about But now with Battle-axes of great strength In one anothers reach they stood and fought And with great Spears and of a mighty length And great keen Swords whereof from dying hands Abundance fell on either side to th' ground And covered were with streaming bloud the Sands That gushed out from many a ghastly wound But Hector on the Ship his hand held fast And to his Trojans call'd aloud for Fire This day said he requites our ill days past To burn these Ships Jove with us doth conspire And set on fire they had been long ago For I would gladly at the Ships have fought But that the Senate would not have it so And kept both you and me from going out But though by Jove then smitten were their hearts Yet boldly now himself he leads us on This said the Trojans bravely play their parts And with more vigour fought than they had done Then on the Deck no longer Ajax stay'd So many Spears went singing by his head For if he there had stood he was afraid That some unlucky Spear would strike him dead And to the far side of the Ship retreats Leaving the Deck which fenceless was and high And sat upon one of the Rowers seats And still upon the Trojans kept his eye And thence he from the fire the Ship defends And terribly on th' Argive Heroes calls To do their best We have said he no friends Behinde to save our lives nor better Walls Than those we made nor any City nigh That can or willing are our part to take But far from home in hostile ground we lie And hemmed in are by the briny lake And nothing can redeem us but our hands This said he lookt about him furiously To see if any durst approach with Brands Resolv'd to kill him that with Fire came nigh And many to the Ship with Fire were sent By Hector but when they approached near Ajax continually did them prevent And twelve he killed with his Naval Spear ILIAD LIB XVI THus fiercely fought the Trojans and the Greeks And with Achilles was Patroclus now With tears abundance running down his Cheeks Like Springs that from a high Rock streaming flow No sooner him Achilles weeping spi'd But piti'd him Why weep you so said he Like a Childe running by his Mothers side And holding by her Coat would carri'd be Bring you some News that none but you can tell Menoetius and Peleus still do live At Phthia with the Myrmidons and well If not we both have cause enough to grieve Or is it that the Greeks are slaughter'd so And fall before the Ships 't is for their pride Speak what 's the matter that we both may know Patroclus sobbing to him then repli'd O Son of Peleus of all Greeks