Market-place and Walls so thick and high Then Pallas said Alcinous house is that There sup the King and Queen now merrily Thâ—ugh you a Stranger be fear not go â—n The bold than fearful always better speed And first of all the House you 'll find the Queen Arete is her name Both from one seed Descended are she and Alcinous In Periboea Child of Eurimedon The God o' th' Seas begot Nausithous Who two Sons had Alcinous was one The other was Rexenor who no Son But one fair Daughter onely left behind Arete was her name Besides her none Alcinous and she in Wedlock joyn'd And he to her so much respect doth bear As no man living to a wife bears more And honour'd is by all her Children dear The people like a Goddess her adore And b'ess her when she comes into the street And loving to them all is also she For a wise woman is she and discreet When they fall out she makes them to agree If you her favour can but once obrain You need not fear but you your friends shall see And safely to your Country come again And when she this had said away went she O'r Sea to Marathon in Attica T' Erecthâ—us house And he now was to enter Into the house But long he laid the Law Unto himself before he would adventure Entring he saw the Walls lin'd round with brass And fring'd about with colour of the sky The door within golden all oveâ— was And all appear'd like Heaven to the eye The Door-posts Silver glorious to behold The Lintle-tree upon them silver too The Sill was brass the Ring to pull it Gold And by the Door great Dogs were standing two Of silver one the other was of Gold As watâ—h bâ—fore the Royal Gate to stay Immortal Dogs â—hat never can grow old And round about them all Thrones every way All cover'd with a dâ—inty Stuff and fine The work of Womens hand There us'd to eat The King and Lords and drink and make good cheat His Râ—ches was a never dying Teat About the Altar were set Boys of Gold That to the Guests asloon as it was night With burning Torches they the Light might hold For now the Sun had born away his light Fifty Maid-servants were at work within Some at the Mill were grinding whea for bread And others with their Distaves sate to sâ—in And others Cloth were weaving with the thread Like to the Leaves of a high Aspen-tree Their fingers went So much they did excel In all the works that taught by Pallas be The Women that in other places dwell As do these men all other men surpass In all things that belong to navigation For Wit and Art more Pallas given has To them than Women of another Nation Close by the House a dainty Orchard is Four square and fenc'd with hedge and pale about Of Pear Pomegranate Apple Olâ—ve-trees And Fig-trees For the season ne'r goes out Summer nor Winter for by Zephyrs some Are made put forth and others ripened Pears after Pears apples to apples come Grapes are by Grapes Figs by Figs followed And in it was the Vineyard of the King Grapes in some places by the Sun were dri'd In others staid till Vintage ripening Upon some Vines no flower yet was spi'd And Grapes on some to blacken now began Green beds of Herbs there were on ev'ry side And through it from two Springs the water ran And to and fro the one did winding glide The other to the house his stream did â—ear And under ground was to the Town convey'd And rose a Fountain for the people there And when Ulysses had all this survey'd Then went he in and found them in the Hall Sitting at supper and to Mercâ—â—y There offring up of Wine Which last of all At Bed-time men do offer usually And on he went up to the King and Queen And both his hands upon her knee did lay Pallas had kept him in the Mist unseen But thither come the Mist streight fell away Amaz'd they were when first they saw the man And like to men that had been stricken dumb Ulysses then t' Arete thus began O Queen Arete to your knee I come And to the King and those that with you sit May the Gods grant you all much happiness Long life and your Possessions to transmit T' your Children and your Honours still possess And may you me send presently away Unto my House Long absent I have been This said he sat down by the fire And they Said nothing such amazement they were in At last old Echineus spake that knew Both what in former times and now was fit O King Alcinous is' t good think you To let the Stranger in the Ashes sit We silent sat to see what was your will Pray make him râ—se and to a Chair him bring And biâ— the Squire to temper Wine and fill That we to Jove may make our Offering Who with poor Strangers keepeth company And bid the Maid before him set such meat As she within has in her custody This said Alcinous rose from his seat T' Ulysses went and took him by the hand And to a Chair him led where sat his Son Laodamas to whom he gave Command To give him place although he loved none So dearly as he lov'd Laodamas Who next unto him us'd to sit at meat Then by a Maid brought in a Bason was And Ewr of Gold to wash ere he did eat Another Maid before him layed Bread And other good things on hâ—s Taâ—le laid And heartily thereon Ulysses fed Alcinous then to the Squire said Temper the Wine Pontonous that we Wine-Offering to Jove may offer up In whose protection all Suppliants be And round about presented be the Cup. Then went about the Wine from one to one And when the Sacred Offering was over Then said Alcinous Since we have done Let 's go to bed and soon as we discover Aurora rising hither come again And make unto the Gods a Sacrifice And this our Stranger farther entertain And how to send him to his house advise That safely he may go and joyfully And swiftly to the place where he would be How far soever hence his dwelling lie Nor on the Sea delay or trouble see Until his Native Country he be at But what his Fate is after he is there Be 't good or evil he must suffer that But if it be some God that sitteth here 'T is only our Devotion t' approve For to that end Gods let themselves be spi'd To sit with men at Holy Feasts they love And not themselves in Caves like Giants hide To this Ulysses said O King lay by That thought of yours With Gods I 'll not compare For Body or for Mind Of Misery If man can boast to boast 'mong them I date For I more Tokens can produce of VVoe Than any man that shall with me contend Though all I tell not that I can Yet so I fain would of my Supper make an end No Creature is so fierce as
a time and in his hand â—oldeth 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 Geefe 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 Ship 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 flew 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 ouâ— 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 finging 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 spâ—'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 price Speak what 's the matter that we both may know Patroclus sobbing to him then repli'd O Son of Peleus of all Greeks the best Forgive me if in this necessity I freely speak They that excel the rest In Prowess at the Ships all wounded lie Ulysses wounded is and Diomed And Agamemnon and Eurypylus And cur'd may be but stand us in no sted Nor does your Vertue any good to us O Gods let never anger in me dwell Like this of yours If you cannot who can The Trojans from the Argive Fleet repel And save so many lives O cruel man The noble Peleus sure was not your Father Born of the Goddess Thetis you were not Sprung from the raging Sea I think you rather And that by some hard Rock you were begot 〈◊〉 if you stand upon some Prophecie Or Thetis have forbidden you to fight From Jove yet send some Myrmidons with me That I may to the Argives give some light But in your Armour let me be array'd That when they see me they may think me you And back into the City run dismay'd And th' Argives wearied take breath anew For long the Trojans have endur'd the Fight And if fresh Enemies they coming see With little labour they 'll be put to flight And leave the Argive Tents and Navy free Thus prayed he but ' gainst himself he pray'd And rashly su'd to cast his life away To this Achilles answer made and said My dear Patroclus what is this you say I stand not on nor care for Prophecy Nor yet by Jove forbidden am to fight But at my heart it lieth grievously My equal should oppress me by meer might A Town I won in which we found great Prey For my reward the Greeks gave me a Maid Which Agamemnon from me took away Only because more people him obey'd As if I were a man of little worth But let that pass Though once I never meant My Myrmidons should with the Greeks go forth To Battle till the Foes were at my Tent Yet since the Argive Ships with such a mist Of Trojans on the shore environ'd lie And th' Argives wanting room can scarce resist And have the pow'r of Troy for enemy Take you my Arms and lead unto the Fight The Myrmidons The Trojans shall not see My Helmet neer to put them in a fright If Agamemnon had been just to me The Ditches had been fill'd with Trojans dead But now into the very Camp they break Nor can resisted be by Diomed. To save the Ships Tydides is too weak Nor can that hateful mouth of Atreus Son Be heard for Hector who the Air doth fill With roaring to the Trojans to fall on And shouting of the Trojans as they kill Yet so Patroclus charge them lustily For fear the Ships should all be set on fire Then lost the Greeks are without remedy And to their Country never shall retire But now what I shall say give ear unto To th' end the Greeks may honour me and send Briseis back with Gifts you thus must do When you have freed the Ships there make an end And come away If Jove give you success No longer without me pursue the Fight 'T
Spear It chanced that amongst them one there was Pydes Eëtions Son to Hector dear And at the wine his good Companion Him Menelaus with his Spear then slew Just as he turn'd himself about to run And from the Trojans the dead body drew To hector then came Phoebus having on The form of Phoenops Son of Asius In Hector's grace inferior to none And standing by his side said to him thus If you be so afraid of Menelaus What other Greek will be afraid of you He never yet good Spear-man counted was Nor is though Podes now by chance he slew And vainly now he thinks alone he can Bring off Patroclus body from the Field This said unto the body Hector ran And Jove then lifted up his mighty Shield And in thick Clouds the Mountain Ida wraps And dark it was upon the Field as night And then with Lightning and with Thunder-claps The Squadrons of the Argives puts to flight Menelaus who the Boeotions led Hurt in the shoulder by Polydamas Of the Achaeans was the first that fled And Leïtus his Mate the second was That was by Hector wounded in the Wrist And could no longer use make of his Spear But from the battle fore'd was to desist And looking still about him ran in fear Him Hector as he running was pursues On Hector's Shield then Iâ—ghts a heave Spear That thrown was at him by Idomeneus But brake in two and glad the Trojans were And at Idomeneus then Hector threw Beside him but a little went the Spear And lighting upon Caeranus him slew Who was Meriones his Charretier And with him came to Lyctus all the way By Sea and thence he went to Troy by land And much good service he had done to Troy For fallen had the King by Hector's hand And safe had been himself but now was hit By Hector's Spear betwixt the Cheek and Ear And struck out were his Teeth hâ—s Tongue was slit And falling to the ground expired there And then Meriones took up the Reyns And to Idomeneus cri'd out to fly To little purpose now is all our pains You see the Trojans have the Victory Idomeneus to th'Ships then drave away As fast as he could make the Horses go As being certain they had lost the day And Ajax did the same acknowledge now Meriones said he and Menelaus That Jove will to the Trojans give the day A man may see that little judgment has So manifestly now he fights for Troy The Spears thrown by the Trojans never miss But on one Greek or other always light Ours seldom hit What cause is there of this But that great Jove doth for the Trojans fight Let 's therefore here consider of some way To fetch Patroclus off and then go home For to our friends in Greece 't will be a joy To see us safe again from Hector come Who when they to the Sea their faces turn Despair of ever seeing us again And think that Hector will the Navie burn And that we there shall ev'ry man be slain O that we had some fit man here to send T' Achilles Tent for nothing yet knows he That by the Trojans slain is his dear friend But 't is so dark I no such man can see O Jove give us once more a Sky serene Remove this Mist that we may see to fight Or if to kill the Argives all you mean O Father Jove yet kill us in the light This said Jove had compassion on his Tears The Sun again his glittring Beams displays Scatters the Clouds again and th' Heaven clears And then to Menelaus Ajax says About the Field go Menelaus now And seek Antilochus and bid him go Unto Achilles Tent and let him know His friend Patroclus slain is by the Foe This said away Atrides went As when A hungry Lion parteth from a Fold Having in vain provok'd the Dogs and Men That did him from th' expected prey withhold Watching all night when fain he would have fed But all the night the Darts about him fly And flaming Brands which Lions chiefly dread Away he goes i' th' morn unwillingly So from Patroclus body parted he Against his will thinking the Greeks afraid Might leave Patroclus to the Enemie And to Meriones and th' Ajaxes said How good a man Patroclus was you know And how in our defence his bloud he shed And therefore valiantly defend him now Let not the Foe abuse his body dead And when he this had said he went away Amongst the Argives peeping here and there Like to an Eagle soaring for a Prey Amongst the Bushes peeping for a Hare So he amongst the Argives lookt about Seeking of Nestor's Son Antilochus Nor was it long before he found him out Cheering his men and said unto him thus Antiâ—ochus come neer and hear from me Sad news I would it were not also true That now the Trojans have the Victorie I think it is already known to you But further know that slain Patroclus is Run therefore to Achilles quickly and Tell him the news It may be mov'd by this To help the Argives with his mighty hand He 'll to the naked body hither come For now Achilles Armour Hector wears At this Antilochus was stricken dumb And filled were and swoln his eyes with tears And there Antilochus no longer staid But to Laodocus his Armour gave And he the same upon his Charret laid For to that end he neer unto him drave Away Antilochus the ill news And left to Thrasymed his Regiment For Menâ—â—aus did the same refuse Though of a valiant Commander then The tired Pylians had the greatest need And to the Ajaxes return'd agen Where lay Patroclus body with all speed And when he thither came unto them said Antilochus is to Achilles gone Although I see not how he should us aid How can he seeing Armour he has none Let 's therefore now bethink our selves how we Our selves may bear the body from the Fied And also how we may secured be Against the Trojans that we be not kill'd Ajax to this replying said 'T is true And the advice I 'll give you will be right Take up the Corps Meriones and you And on your shoulders bear it from the Fight We two that are of one name and one mind And in the Field together use to be Will fighting with the Trojans come behind Till at the Ships the body lain we see This said Meriones and Menelaus Up to their shoulders hoyst the body dead Wilst towards them the back of Ajax was The Troâ—ans with great shouting followed Just as a Pack of Hounds pursue a Boar Wounded by Hunters running with great cry Until he turn then follow him no more But scatter'd are and this and that way fly So did the Trojans after Ajax ran As long as towards them was not his face But when he turned peer him durst stay none But stood at a great distance from the place Thus fetcht they off at last the body dead With at their heels of Trojan Spears great showers
have their Proofs before the Judges laid And clamour great of friends was on each side The Cryers when they stilled had the cry Into the Judges hands their Scepters gave And in the midst of Gold two Talents lie For him that has the better Cause to have Before the other Town two Armies stood The Foe resolved was to plunder it The Town to save it offer'd half their good The other to accept it thought not fit Then up unto the Walls the Towns-men sent Their Women Children and their men grown old And all the rest out from the City went And Mars and Pallas with them all in Gold And taller than the multitude by odds Who in respect of them seem'd very low For men are much inferior to the Gods Then they before the Gate to counsel go The Enemies themselves in ambush laid At th'watering place upon the Rivers brink And Scouts sent out which not far from them staid To tell them when the Cattle came to drink And when they were informed they were high And Shepherds two that did suspect no harm They on the Shepherds and the Cattle fly At which the other Army took th' Alarm And rising up from Counsel with their Horse Pursu'd and soon they overtaken were And then began the Fight Without remorse They one another slay with Sword and Spear And there Disorder plac'd was and Debate And one born wounded out another sound Another dead was drag'd away by Fate With bloudy Coat and Armour on the ground So lively seemed to the Eye their features In fighting and in fetching off their slain One would have thought they had been living creatures And that the Fight had real been Again Describ'd was in the same a spacious ground And men at Plough and at each Ridges end At turning of the Plough about they found A man that for them did with Wine attend And then again the Plough about they winde And lab'ring to the other end go back And as they plough still what they leave behinde Though Golden 't was to th' Eye appeared black A wonder ' t was Besides in the same Shield Pourtrayed was a goodly Close of Wheat And many Reapers working on the field That threw it to the ground in handfuls great And Boys that follow'd took it from the ground And put it in the hands of Binders three By whom they made were into Sheaves and bound Which standing by their Lord was glad to see His Squires not far off standing were aside And at a Tree a Cow kill'd of the best A Supper for the Reapers to provide And to the woman gave it to be drest And in 't a golden Vineyard was pourtray'd The Grapes that on it hung were black and all The Vines supported and from drooping staid With silver Props that down they could not fall A Ditch there was about it black and on The same a Hedge the colour of it Tin And Path unto it there was only one By which the Fruit in Vintage was brought in And on it Boys and Girls described were After a Fiddle play'd on by a Boy That sing dance whistle and full Baskets bear Of Bacchus gifts unto the house with joy And in it was a Herd of Bulls and Kine Part Gold part Tin and Herds-men four of Gold That to the Pasture drave them with Dogs nine T' a sedgy River where two Lions bold Upon the horned Herd came from the Wood And ' mongst the foremost seiz'd upon a Bull. The Dogs went to them neer and barking stood Then â—oars the Bull. The Lions tear and pull And in the same he pasture made for Seâ—ep Within a Valley large with Lodges good And Folds and cover'd Houses them to keep In safety from the wilde Beasts of the Wood. And in it was a Dancing-place pour tray'd Like that which Daedalus had made before For Ariadne while in Crete he stay'd And on it Dancing Youths and Maidens store Go hand in hand The Girls some clad in fine White Linen were and some in Coats well spun Of glossie Wooll that with the Oyl did shine And ev'ry one a Garland gay had on The Boys with silver Hangers were adorn'd And golden Swords and with their well-taught Feet Sometimes they dancing in a Circle turn'd Sometimes divided in two Ranks they meet And round about of people stood a throng And in the lovely Dance took great delight And in the midst two Tumblers sung the Song And many wondrous things did in their sight With th' Ocean then he all environed The Shield now done he went about the rest And made a Helmet strong fit for his head And formed was of massie Gold the Crest And Breast-plate shining brighter than the fire And Pieces for his legs of ductile Tin And when he all had done to his desire He from his Forge return'd and brought it in And in the hands of Thetis puts the same Which she received from him joyfully Then straightway from Olympus down she came As swift as at a Fowl a Hawk can fly ILIAD LIB XIX NO sooner in her Saffron Robe was seen Aurora holding light above the ground Than at the Ships the Silver-footed Queen Achilles by Patroclus weeping found And with him many of his friends dismay'd Then in into the midst of them she went And laid her hand on his and to him said My Son why do you thus in vain lament Come since the Gods have slain him leave him here And take the Arms which I from Vulcan bring Such as yet mortal man did never wear Which as she lays them down before him ring The Myrmidons were troubled at the sight And turn'd their backs affrighted at the show Achilles wrath was more enflamed by 't His eyes a fire and bended was his brow Yet when he had them in his hands was glad And with great admiration them survai'd And when enough beholden them he had Unto his Mother he repli'd and said Mother I see such Arms from Vulcan here As none but an immortal could have made And presently will put them on but fear Lest Flies the body should mean while invade And in the wounds some filthy Vermin breed And Thetis then repli'd Son do not fear For I my self to that will take such heed As that although it should lie here a year It shall no worse but rather better be Go you and th' Argive Lords to Councel call And with King Agamemnon there agree And put your anger off before them all And spend your choler boldly on your Foeâ— This said she to Patroclus mov'd her feet And dropt Ambrosia into his nose To keep his body incorrupt and sweet Achilles then went down unto the shore And there the Heroes did to Councel call By name though they were ready there before But thither at the news came th' Argives all Steers-men and Stewards of Provision And all the rest to th'Counsel thronging in Though but to see the face of Thetis Son So long they thought he absent now had been Tydides also
of the rest delighted was the Sense Alcinous then called our by name Laodamas and Halius to dance None else for either of them was a match And they into the midst themselves advance The one to throw a Ball th' other to catch One threw 't up high reclining on his hip The other of the same the downfal watch't And taking from the ground a lusty skip His feet above ground in the air it catcht When this was done they laid aside the Ball And danc'd with often changes on the ground Applauded much by the Spectators all Who with their praises made the place resound O King then said Ulysses what you said Of how your men pass all the world beside In Noble Dance can never be gainsaid I see it to my wonder justifi'd The King well pleased to the Princes spake A worthy man the stranger seems to me Let 's think upon what Present him to make Twelve Princes in Phaeacia there be And I the thirteenth am Let 's ev'ry one Bestow on him a handsome Cloak and Coat Besides a Talent of pure Gold That done Let it be all together to him brought That he at Supper may sit chearfully And you Euryalus go speak him fair For what you said before was injury Go therefore with some Gift your fault repair This said to fetch the Gifts they sent the Squire Then said Euryalus O King since 't is That also I present him your desire I will for reconcilement give him this My Sword with Scabbord all of Ivory And silver Hilt The Present is not poor And giving it O Father though said he I said amiss pray think upon 't no more And may the Gods restore you to your Land Since absent from your Friends you live in pain Ulysses took the Sword into his hand And to Euryalus thus said again And you my Friend may you still happy be And of this Sword for ever need have none Which reconciling you have gâ—ven me And as he speaking was he put it on The Sun now set the King no longer tarri'd But with the Lords went to his house to Sup. Along with them the Squires the Presents carri'd Unto the Queen Arete to lay up Alcinous then said unto the Queen Let a fair Chest be streightway hither brought And for the Stranger see there be laid in A comely and a well-wash'd Cloak and Coat And of warm water let a Bath stand by That washing he may see the Presents there And sit at Supper the more joyfully And hearken to the Song with better chear And I will give him this my Cup of Gold That offring up unto the Gods the Wine As often as he doth the Cup behold He may both for his own health pray and mine This said the Maids commanded by the Queen Set up a Caldron with a triple foot Then make fire under and pour water in Keen was the fire and soon the water hot Mean while the Queen came in and with her brought A curious Chest and into it laid in The Gold and with it every Cloak and Coat That by the Princes given him had been And then unto Ulysses said Take care You binde it fast lest you be rob'd by one Or other whilst aboard you sleeping are Lest any thing should missing be and gone And when she thus had him admonished Ulysses of the Chest pull'd down the lid And girt it with a Cord of various thred Thereby to know if any it undid For that trick he by Circe taught had been A Woman then unto Ulysses said There stands your Bath which way you please go in Then went he in and not a little joy'd For after he had left Calypso's house Warm and sweet water he had never seen But roll'd by Neptune always was in souse But had with her carefully treated been When him the Maids washt and anointed had Out from the Bath he came amongst the men With a clean Cloak and comely garments clad To th' Door the bright Nausicaa came then And to Ulysses said Stranger farewel And may you safely at your Land arrive Remember that into my hand you fell And owe to me that you were kept alive O said Ulysses Daughter of the King To you the Ransome of my life is due And if the Gods me to my Country bring As to a Goddess I will pray to you This said he went and sat down by the King And now the Meat in Messes some divided Others the lusty Wine were tempering And by a Squire the Singer in was guided And at a Pillar in the midst made sit Ulysses half a Chine of Pork and sat Cuts off and in the Squires hands putteth it And said unto him Give the Singer that Singers through all the world have reputation And well respected be in ev'ry land The Muses teach them Song and love the Nation Then went the Squire and put it in his hand Demodocus receiv'd it and was glad Then fell they to the Meat before them laid When Thirst and Hunger overcome they had Unto the Stranger then Ulysses said Demodocus you all men else excel The Muses sure did teach you or it was Phoebus himself For you have sung so well The acts that did 'twixt Greeks and Trojans pass And all related that they did at Troy Or suffer'd there or when they homeward came As if your self behâ—ld had their annoy Or had from some Spectator heard the same Stand forth and sing now of the Horse of Wood Made by Epeius but by Pallas helpt Stufft by Ulysses full of Warriours good Which in Troy Town destruction to it whelp't If this you sing in order as 't was done I 'll make the World with your just praises ring Then at the Gods Demodocus begun And how the Fleet went off the shore did sing And how they fir'd their Tents and how the Lords Of Greece i' th' Councel of the Trojans sate Inclos'd and hidden in the Horse of boards That by the Trojars was fetcht in in state The Trojans siâ—ting round about debate And many a foolish speech they â—ttered And on three points they there deliberate And voted what the Gods determined The three points which were most insisted on Were whether they should cut the Horse in twain Or throw it down the Rock it stood upon Or let it to appease the Gods remain I'th'end they all resolved on the last For by the Fates it was determined That Ilium should then be layed waste When o'r its walls a great Horse entered And in his Belly brought the Enemy And how the Argives from the Horse came out How divers ways they went and cruelly Killed and burned as they went about Ulysses then like Mars with Menclaus Unto Deiphobus together hie And for a while there sharp the Battle was But to Ulysses fell the Victory This sung Demodocus And then upon Ulysses cheeks the tears ran down apace As when in fight a Woman looketh on And sees her Husband fallen on the place That fought had for his Town and
with Victory And you on me compassion may shew Receive these Gifts and set my Daughter free And have respect to Jove's and Leto's son To this the Princes all gave their consent Except King Agamemnon He alone And with sharp language from the Fleet him sent Away the Old-man goes and as he went Against the Greeks he to Apello pray'd Who heard him and the Plague amongst them sent Which dayly multitudes of men destroy'd Of which the Prophet being ask'd the cause Said ' was for th' injury to Chryses done I mov'd to send her back Then angry was Atrides though beside Atrides none And though he too has sent her now away Yet what he threat'ned he has brought to pass His Officers from me have forc'd my prey And Agamemnon now Briseis has And now if ever let me have your aid If you have holpen Jove with word or deed For in my Fathers house you oft have said That heretofore you stood him in great steed When other Gods to bind him had decreed Juno and Neptune Pallas and the rest You to him came and from his bonds him freed For up you setch'd Briareus the best Of Titans all whom men Aegaeon call The Gods Briareus with a hundred hands And set him next to Jove No God at all Then durst to Jupiter approach with bonds Put Jove in mind of this and him intreat The Trojan hands to fortifie in fight And to repel the Greeks with slaughter great That in their goodly King they may delight And Agamemnon count what he hath won By doing such dishonour to the best Of th' Argives and that has such service done Ay me said Thetis would you could here rest Unhurt ungriev'd For I have born you to Short life And not far from you is your Fate And grievous 't is to be dishonour'd too But I to Jove will all you say relate When I go to Olympus Till then stay And angry though you are from war forbear To Blackmoor-land the Gods went yesterday And twelve daies hence agen they will be there This said the Goddess went away and left Her Son Achilles with his Anger striving For that he had been of his prize bereft And then Ulysses at the Port arriving Of Chryse first his Sails he furl'd and stow'd Them on the Deck together with the Mast And with their Oars their Ship ashore they row'd And out their Anchors threw and ty'd her fast And on the Peach the men descending laid The Victims in good order on the Sand. When this was done they disimbark'd the Maid And then Ulysses took her by the hand And brought her to the Altar where the Priest Her Father stood and to him spake and said O Chryses see Atrides hath dismist Your Daughter and this Hecatombe hath paid By Agamemnon we are hither sent The same to offer and t' Apollo pray That he accept it will and be content The Sickness from the Greeks to take away This said he put Chryseis to his hand And he with great contentment her receiv'd Then all with Salt and Barley ready stand And Chryses pray'd with hands to Heaven upheav'd Hear me Apollo with the Silver Bow That dost in Tenedos and Cylla reign And heardst my Pray'r against the Greeks hear now And from them send the Pestilence again When Chryses had thus to Apollo pray'd Then pray'd they all and Salt and Barley threw Upon the Victims which they kill'd and flay'd But from the Altar first they them withdrew And then the Thighs cut off they slit in twain And round about they cover them with fat And one part on the other laid again The Priest himself came when they had done that And burnt them on a fire of cloven wood And as they burning were pour'd on black Wine Young men with Spits five-branched by them stood When burnt the Thighs were for the Pow'r divine And Entrails eaten the rest cut in joynts Before the fire they roasted skillfully Pierc'd thorow with the Spits that had five points And took it up when roasted thorowly When ended was their work began the Feast Where nothing wanting was of what was good And having thirst and hunger dispossest And filled with sweet Wine the Temp'rers stood Then round the Cups were born and all day long Sitting they celebrated Phoebus might And magnifi'd his goodness in sweet Song And he in his own praises took delight But when the Sun had born away his light Upon the Sands they laid them down to sleepâ— And when again Aurora came in sight Again they lanch their Ship into the deep A good fore-wind Apollo with them sent Then with her breast the Ship the water tore Which by her down on both sides roaring went And soon arrived at the Trojan shore And there they drew her up again to Land And ev'ry man went which way he thought best Achilles yet not able to command The anger that still boyled in his breast No longer would the Greeks at Councel meet Nor with them any more to battle come But sullen sat before his Tent and Fleet Wishing to see the Argives beaten home Twelve times the Sun had risen now and set The Gods t' Olympus all returned were Thetis her Sons complaints did not forget But up she carried them to Jupiter Upon the highest top alone sat he Of the great many-headed Hill and laid One hand on 's breast th' other on his knee And in that posture thus unto him said O Father Jove if for you I have done Service at any time by word or deed Repay it now I pray you to my Son Whom Agamemnon hath dishonoured Short time the Fates have given him to live Atrides taken from him hath his prey Now Victory unto the Trojans give Till Agamemnon for his fault shall pay Thus prayed she But Jove made no reply Nor took she off her hands but pray'd anew O Jove my Prayer grant me or deny That I may know what power I have in you Then Jove much grieved spake to her and said 'Twixt me and Juno 't will a quarrel make For she before the Gods will me upbraid When she shall know the Trojans part I take But go lest she observe what you do here I 'le give a Nod to all that you have spoken That you may safely trust to and not fear A Nod from me is an unfailing token This said with his black Brows he to her nodded Wherewith displayed were his Locks divine Olympus shook at stirring of his God-head And Thetis from it jump'd into the Brine And Jupiter unto his house went down The Gods arose and waited on him thither But unto Juno it was not unknown That he and Thetis had confer'd together Who presently to Jove her husband went And angry him rebukt with language keen You that still in my absence tricks invent What God hath with you now in counsel been Though unto me you hate to tell your mind Juno said Jove you must not hope to hear All whatsoere it be I have
skill In Prophecy and both of them forbad Themselves to venture in the War at Troy But Fate a greater power with them had And made them go but brought them not away The People of Percosia and they That dwell upon the Banks of Practius Arisbe Sestus Abydus obey The orders of their Leader Asius The Son of Hyrtacus whose Chariot By Horses great and black as any coal And on it he to Ilium was brought And of Selleis race each one a foal Larissa was Pelasgique by descent Under Pylaeus and Hyppothous Two stour Pelasgique Leaders these were sent Who both the Grandsons were of Teutomus The Thracians on this side Hellespont Were led by Piros and by Achamas O' th' Cycons who do these oppose in front Troezenus Son Euphemus Leader was From Amydon that standeth on the side Of Axius the fairest Stream that flows The Poeons came Pyrechmus them did guide And arm'd they were with Arrows and with Bows The Enneti in Paphlagonia From whence proceedeth of wild Mules the race Parthenius Brook and the Town Coronia Cytorus Sesamus and the high place Of th' Erithins and of Aegyalus The charge was given to Pylomenus And of the Halizons t' Epistrophus But not alone joyn'd with him was Dius Of Alybe where is a Silver Mine The Leaders of the Mysians were Chromis And Enomus Both of them could divine By flight of Birds though they soresaw not this That in Scamander Stream they both should dye Slain by Achilles who there massacred Many a Trojan many a good Ally Which to the Sea the River carried The Phrygians from Ascania far off Were led by Phorcys and Ascanius And Battle lov'd But the Commanders of The Maeones Mesthles and Antiphus The two Sons were of old Pylomenes Both of them born upon Gygaea Lake At th' foot of Tmolus dwell the Maeones Amphimachus and Nastes charge did take Of those of Caria people of rude tongue And of Miletus and the Hill Phtheiron And of the Towns that seated are among The windings of Maeander and upon Mount Mycale And Nastes carry'd Gold Unto the Battle like a Child or Sot Wherewith his Life he did not buy but sold For slain he was his Gold Achilles got And left him lying at the River dead The Succours by the Lycians sent to Troy By Glaucus were and King Sarpedon led Far off they dwelt and a long march had they ILIAD LIB III. WHen both the Armies were prepar'd for fight The Trojans marched on with noise and cry As in the air of cackling fowl a flight Or like the Cranes when from the North they fly The Army of Pygmaean men to charge And shun the Winter with a mighty cry Fly through the Air over the Ocean large So swiftly march'd the Greeks but silently Resolved one another to assist And such a dust between both Hoasts did rise As when upon the Mountains lies a Mist Which to a stones cast limiteth the eyes Which good for Thieves is but for Shepherds not So great a dust the middle space possest When they were near to one another got Came Alexander forth before the rest A Leopards skin he wore upon his Shoulders Two Spears in hand his Sword girt at his side Bow at his back and brave to the beholders And any of th' Achean hoast defi'd And glad was Menelaus to see this As when a Lion finds a lusty prey A wild Goat or a Stag well pleased is And hungry seizes him without delay Although by Hunters and by Hounds pursu'd So glad was Menelaus him to see And soon as he his person had well view'd Arm'd from his Charrer to the ground leapt he Aslured as he thought revenge to take But soon as Alexander once saw that He fled into the throng as from a Snake Seen unawares trembling and pale thereat Then Hector him with words of great disgrace Reprov'd and said Fine man and Lover keen Cajoler that confidest in thy face I would to God thou born hadst never been Or never hadst been married For that A great deal better had been of the twain Than to be scorn'd of men and pointed at For one that durst not his own word maintain O how the Greeks are laughing now to see That so absurdly they themselves mistook Supposing you some mighty man to be That are worth nothing judging by your look Was 't you to Lacedemon pass'd the deep And setch'd fair Helen thence the bane of Troy And now when it concerns you her to keep You dare not in her husbands presence stay For you would quickly know what kind of man You have bereav'd unjustly of his wise Neither your Cittern nor your Beauty can Nor other gifts of Venus save your life Were not the Trojans fearful more than needs You had a Coat of stones by this time had A fit reward for all your evil deeds This answer then to Hector Paris made Hector since your reproof is just said he And your hard language as when helpt by Art A Shipwrights Axâ—strikes deep into a tree Like riggid Steel has cut me to the heart If with Atrides you would have me fight Object not Venus favours 't is unfit The Gifts of the immortal Gods to slight But make the Greeks and Trojans both to sit And in the midst set me and Menelaus And which of us shall have the Victory Helen be his and all the Wealth she has And 'twixt the Greeks and Trojans Amity Let this be sworn to that we may remaâ—n At Troy in quiet and the Greekâ— repass To Arges and Achaea back again At this brave profâ—er Hector joyful was And stepping forth the Trojan Ranks kept in With both his hands o' th' middle of his Spear And to shoot at him then the Greeks begin And many took up stones and hurling were But Agamemnon with a voice as high As he could raise it to the Greeks cry'd Hold. Throw no more Stones let no more Arrows fly Hector to us has somewhat to unfold This said they held their hands and silent were And Hector both to Greeks and Trojans spake May you be pleased on both sides to hear The motion I from Alexander make Let Arms said he on both sides be laid by And in the midst set him and Menelaus And which of them shall have the Victory Be Helen his with all the wealth she has And let the rest an Oath on both sides take The Pacts agreed on not to violate When this was said then Menelaus spake And both the Armies with great silence sate Hear me too then said Menelaus who By Alexander have been most offended If you 'll do that which I advise you to The quarrel he began will soon be ended Which of us two shall fall in single fight Let him dye only and the rest agree Bring forth two Lambs one black another white To th' Earth and Sun a Sacrifice to be Another we will sacrifice to Jove And let the old King Priam present be His proud Sons think themselves all Oaths
Leader part had of the hair The Ceremonies being finished Atrides to the gods then made this Prayer O mighty Jove the Monarch of the Gods O glorious Sun with thy all-seeing Eye O Streams O Earth O you that hold the Rods Beneath the Earth scourges of Perjury Hear me and be you witnesses of this If Menelaus be by Paris slain Let Helen and the wealth she has be his And to Achaea we return again If slain by Menelaus Paris be Let Helen with her wealth to Greece be sent With some amends made for the injury To be of th' wrong done an acknowledgment If such amends the Trojans will not make I will pursue the War and here abide Till I the Town of Ilium shall take Or till the Gods the quarrel shall decide This said the Victims with his Knife he slew And sprawling there upon the place they lay Then into Golden Cups the Wine they drew And pour'd it on the Lambs Then prayed they Both Greeks and Trojans Jove and Pow'rs divine Who first to break this peace shall go about As poured on the Victims is this Wine So they and their Sons Brains be poured out Thus prayed they But Jove that Pray'r did flight Then Priam said To Troy return will I. It cannot please me to behold the Fight For none but Gods know which of them shall dye And then into the Charret went again He and Antenor and drave t' Ilium And with them carried their Victims slain Then in Ulysses and great Hector come And having measur'd out the Lists wherein They were to fight then the two Lots they drew For who to throw his Spear should first begin And then the Greeks and Trojans pray'd anew O glorious Jove whom all the Gods obey Let him that of the War the Author was Be slain and all the rest firm peace enjoy Then mighty Hector shook the skull of brass The Lot that was the first drawn out was that Which gave to Paris the right to begin Then down upon the ground the people sate In order as their Armours plac'd had been And Paris arm'd himself and first puts on His Leg-pieces of Brass and closely tyes That silver'd over were at th' Ancle-bone And then his Breast-plate to his Breast applyes Lycaons Breast-plate 't was but ev'ry whit As just upon him sat as it had done Upon Lycaon when he used it And next to this his good Sword he puts on And then his broad Shield and his Helmet good And last of all a Spear takes in his hand And in like Armour Menelaus stood Then come they forth and in the Lists they stand And one did on another fiercely look The people stupid sat 'twixt hope and fear And when they come were nigh their Spears they shook But Paris was the first to throw his Spear And threw and smote the Shield of Menelaus But through the Mettle tough it passed not But turn'd and bended at the point it was Then Menelaus was to throw by Lot But first he prayed Grant me O Jove said he That this my Spear may Alexander slay Who was the first that did the injury That they who shall be born hereafter may Not dare to violate the Sacred Laws Of Hospitality Having thus said He threw his Spear which Paris Shield did pass And through his Breast-plate quite and there it staid But tore his Coat And there he had been dead But that his Belly somewhat he drew back Then with his Sword Atrides smote his head Which arm'd was and the Sword in pieces broke Then Menelaus grieved at the heart Looking to Heaven did on Jove complain O Jove that of the Gods most cruel art Broken my Sword my Spear is thrown in vain Then suddenly laid hold on Paris Crest And to the Greeks to drag him did begin And Paris then was mightily distrest Choakt by the Latchet underneath his Chin. And to the Greeks had drag'd been by the Head If Venus to his aid had not come in Who broke the string and him delivered Atrides conquest else had famous been Then to the Greeks the empty Cask-he threw But Venus snatcht him from him in a Mist And whither she convey'd him none there knew A God she is and can do what she list When Paris to his Chamber was convey'd His Chamber which of Perfumes sweetly smelt Then puts she on the form of an old Maid That Helen serv'd when she at Sparta dwelt And in that shape went to call Helen home That stood with other Ladies of the Town Upon a Tow'r When she was to her come She gently with her finger stir'd her Gown Helen said she Paris has for you sent And on his glorious bed doth for you stay Not as a man that came from Fight but went To Dance or from it were new come away Helen at this was mov'd and mark'd her Eyes And of her lovely Neck did notice take And knew 't was Venus though in this disguise And troubled as she was thus to her spake Venus why seek you to deceive me still Since Menelaus has the Victory Though I have wrong'd him he receive me will And you come hither now to hinder me Whither d' ye mean to send me further yet To Phrygia or to Moeonia That there I may another Husband get You shall not me to Alexander draw Go to him you and Heaven for ever quit Grieve with him have a care the man to save And by his side continually to sit Till he his Bride have made you or his Slave I will not to him go for 't were a shame Nor any longer meddle with his Bed Nor longer bear the scorns nor mocks nor blame Which from the wives of Troy I suffered Then Venus vext Hussie said she no more Provoke my anger If I angry be And hate you as I loved you before The Armies both will to your death agree This said the beauteous Helen frighted was And with the Goddess went who led the way And by the Trojan Wives did quiet pass Unto the house where Alexander lay I' th' Roomes below at work her women were But up went Helen with the Goddess fair And when to Alexander they were near The Goddess unto Helen fetcht a Chair Then sat she down and look'd at him again You come from Battle I would you had there And by my former Husbands hand been slain You brag'd you were his better at a Spear Go challenge him again and fight anew But do not though for fear you should be kill'd But rather when you see him him eschew Lest he should leave you dead upon the field To Helen Alexander then reply'd Forbear though he have now the Victory By Pallas help there are Gods on our side And they another time may favour me Let 's go to Bed and in sweet Love agree Your Beauty never did me so much move At Lacedemon nor in Cranae Where the first blessing I had of your Love This said to bed they went first he then she Atrides then sought Paris
Sarpedon answered 'T is true That Hercules sackt Troy because the Steeds Laomedon kept back that were his due And gave him evil language for good deeds But you from me shall present death receive For which I shall have honour truly paid And you your Soul shall now to Pluto leave And this Sarpedon had no sooner said Than from their hands their Spears together started Tlepolemus clean through the Neck was struck And from him presently his life departed But from Sarpedon Jove kept such ill luck Yet on his left Thigh he receiv'd a wound For through it went the Spear close by the bone Sarpedon by his friends born off the ground Was plac'd apart where Battle there was none Tormented with the Spear still in his Thigh To pull it out they all had quite forgot In so great haste they were the Foe so nigh The time so little and the Fight so hot Mean while Tlâ—polemus his body dead The Greeks fetch'd off The wise Ulisses then Within himself a while considered Whether to charge Sarpedon or his men But since by Fate Sarpedon was to die By other and not by Ulysses hands Athena made him lay that purpose by And turn his anger on the Lycians Alastor then he flew and Coeramus Alcander Prytanis and Noemon And Halius he slew and Chromius And many Lycians more had overthrown But mighty Hector now approached near In glittering Arms and brought with him Affright But glad Sarpedon was to see him there And when he was come up unto him quite Himself lamenting thus to Hector said Leave me not Hector to the Greeks a prey But let my Body in your ground be laid Since I my Country must no more enjoy Nor my beloved Wife and tender Son So said Sarpedon Hector not replies But to the Enemy he passeth on And as he goes the ground with blood he dyeâ— Under a Beech sacred to Jupiter Sarpedon placed was upon the ground And gently Pelagon pull'd out the Spear The pain hereof put him into a swound Lost was his sight but by a gentle wind And cool that from the North upon him blew He soon recover'd both his Sight and Mind And all the company about him knew To Mars and Hector still the Greeks gave way And still their Faces to the Trojans were But for to charge none durst advance or stay For Diomed had told them Mars was there Now tell me Muse who slain by Hector was Trechus Orestes Tenthras Helenus Whose Father Oenops was and Oenonaus And last of all wealthy Oresbius In Hyla on Cephissis Lake he dwelt The richest pasture of Boeotia And known was by the gayness of his Belt This slaughter of the Greeks when Juno saw She then to Pallas spake Pallas said she If we let Mars still play the madman here Our word to Menelaus false will be That he from Troy return should Conqueror Let 's courage take and try what we can do Pallas contented 't was agreed upon And Juno ready made her self to go And quickly the Coach-wheels Hebe sets on Eight spokes each wheel had and were all of Brass And fixed round about at th' Axle-tree The Axle-tree it self of Iron was The Circle Gold and wonderful to see But arm'd-it was above with Plates of Brass The Naves on both sides were of Silver white With Gold and Silver Wire extended was The Seat which had two Silver rings and bright In which the Beam of Silver fastned staid At th' other end the Golden Yoke she ti'd And on the Yoke the Golden Reins she laid And Juno then no longer could abide But to the Coach her self the Horses brought From quarrels so impatiently she staid Pallas threw off her Robe and took Joves Coat And with the same she there her self arraid And then her Breast with Armour covered And on her Shoulder hung her frightful Shield Wherein Strife Force Flight Chase were figured With all the Horrour of a soughten field And in the middle stood out Gorgoes head Then put she on her Golden Helmet that Ten thousand mens heads might have covered And to the Charret up she went and sat And her great heavy Spear takes in her hands The Spear wherewith when she displeased is She scatters of proud Kings the armed bands Then Juno with the whip was not remisâ— And of it self flew open Heaven-gate Though to the Seasons Jove the power gave Alone to judge of Early and of Late And out the Goddesses their Horses drave Jove on the highest of Olympus tops ' Sitting alone they found and none him righ The Goddess Juno there her Horses stops And spake unto him thus his mind to try Pray tell me Jove if you contented be That Mars thus raging in the Field remain For what unseemly work he makes you see And of brave Greeks how many he has slain While Venus at my grief stands laughing by And pleased is Apollo with the sight And set him on But I could make him fly But that I fear your anger from the Fight Do 't then said Jove not you but Pallas she Accustom'd is to vex him more than you Juâ—o took this Commission willingly Feeling the whâ—p away her Horses flew 'Twixt Heav'n and Earth and went at every strain As far as coming one can see a Ship That from a Hill looketh upon the Main So far the Horses of the Gods ' can skip Arriv'd at Troy on ground they set their feet And Juno there her heavenly Steeds unty'd Where Simois doth with Scamander meet And with Ambrosia Simois them supply'd Then swift as Doves to give the Argives aid They went to where they saw the greatest throng There was Tydides and about him staid Many as Lions valiant and strong And Juno there in shape of Stentor stood And spake as loud as any fifty men Argives said she Cowards for nothing good Although you make a goodly show For when Achilles went before you to the Fight Out at their Gates the Trojans durst not peep So much they of his Spear abhor'd the sight But from your Ships you scarce now can them keep When Juno thus the Greeks encouraged To Diomed went Pallas whom she found Hard by his Horses sitting wearied And cooling in the open air the wound Given by Pandarus which with the sweat Under his Belt afflicted him the more And lifting up his Belt some ease to get He from the wound was wiping off the gore As at the yoke Athena leaning stood Like him said she your Eather left no Son A little man was he but Warriour good Though I not bad him he went boldly on And when to Thebes alone I bad him go Ambassador and with the Thebaâ— Lords To sit at Feast and not provoke the Foe And at their Table to forbear harsh words Yet he his native Courage still retained And them defy'd at manly Exercises And from them all the Victory he gained And won by my assistance all the Prizes But when I you as I did him defend And bid you boldly with the
hill in Samothrace Lookt down and saw the Greeks and Trojans fight For thence of Ida hill and all the space 'Bout Troy and th' Argive Fleet he had a fight And grieved was to see the Argives slain And mightily offended was with Jove And from the Hill in haste came down again On foot and ever as his feet did move Under the same the haughty Mountains shook And the thick Woods and unto Aegae came Thither to come four steps he only took There stands a Temple sacred to his name Of glistering Gold and never to decay And there he puts his Horses to his Char. Long Mains of Gold they had and swift were they And then in Gold himself array'd for War And mounted on his Char ore Sea he drives The Whales on both sides from the bottom rise Their King to see The Sea her bosome rives But not a drop up to the Axtree flies Thus quickly to the Argives Neptune came Half way 'twixt Tenedus and Imbrus is In the deep Sea a Cave and in the same Lest coming back his Horses he should miss He sets them up and laid before them Ment And ty'd them there with Foot-looks at their feet Strong Locks of Gold that loose they could not get Then up he went unto the Argive Fleet And there he found the Trojans like a Flame At Hector's heels with mighty noise and cry Greedy and full of hope the Greeks to tame And then in flames to make their Ships to fry Then Neptune speaking to th' Ajaxes two In Chalchas shape You two said he can save The Ships if you but set your selves thereto For of the Foe no fear at all I have In other parts Defended they will be By other Greeks The danger all is here Where Hector like a flame you leading see That would be thought the Son of Jupiter If you but think some God bids you resist And stand your ground when Hector cometh on And chear your fellows though Jove him assist He quickly from your good Ships will be gone This said he on them both his Scepter laid And presently themselves they stronger find Their Thighs and Legs and Hands much lighter weigh'd And Neptune suddenly rose from the ground Just as a Hawk from off a Rock flies at Some other Fowl so quickly Neptune rose The lesser Ajax first observed that And to the greater did the same disclose Ajax said he this was some Deity That in the shape of Chalchas bad us fight For 't was not Chalchas I am sure For I As he went off had of his Legs a sight And of his Feet and Steps For marks there are To know a God by from a man Withal I finde my self much more inclin'd to War Methinks my hands and feet for Battle call And so do mine said Telamorius And fain I would with Hector have a bout While they together were discoursing thus Neptune behinde them busie was about Confirming those that to the Ships were gone A little to refresh themselves For they Had long and painful labour undergone And heavie at their hearts the danger lay When Hector and his Troops had pass'd the Wall And of their safety were in great despair But Neptune coming soon confirm'd them all And gave them hope their Fortune to repair To Teucer first he came and Leitus To Deipyrus and to Meneleos Meriones and stout Antilochus And standing near addrest his Speech to those Fie Argives fie young men what shame is thiâ— Upon your hands I chiefly did rely To save our Ships If you be so remiss The day is come in which we all must die By Hector's hands O strange Inever thought The Trojans durst to th'Ships have come so neer That heretofore peep out o'th'Town durst not But like to Hindes that hide themselves for fear Of Leopards Wolves and other Beasts of Prey For so at first they did But you 'll not fight For anger that the King had sent away Dishonoured the man of greatest might But what though Agamemnon have indeed Dishonour'd Thetis Son must we therefore Give over fight Or rather with all speed Endeavour all we can to cure the Sore But howsoere you that excuseless are And of the Argive Army all the best And Bodies have and Hearts well made for War I needs must reprehend you But the rest That weak or wretched are I cannot blame Fond men this negligence may bring forth yet Some greater ill Then come away for shame For never were the Greeks so hard beset Hector has broken both the Bars and Gates And now hard by our Ships he fiercely fights And with great noise his Trojans animates Thus Neptune the dismayed Greeks excites At th' Ajaxes the Ranks stood firm and close Nor Mars nor Pallas could a fault have spi'd They chosen were the Trojans to oppose Whom Hector led And standing side by side Shield Shield and Targer Target and Man Man Sustain'd and Spear by Spear assisted was So close they stood and labour all they can Lest Hector to their hollow Ships should pass And Hector with his Troops went swiftly on As when a Torrent swell'd with showers of rain Breaks from the hill a round and heavie stone It makes the Wood resound till at the Plain Swift as it thither roll'd it rolls no more So Hector marching made account to pass Through th' Argive Fleot and Tents to the Sea-shore But at th' Ajaxes Battle stopt he was And forced back a little to recoile Resisted by so many Spears and Swords And speaking to his Trojans stood a while And Lycians and Dardans in these words Ye Trojans Lycians Dardans do not fly I know they cannot long maintain the Fight If we upon Jove's promise may rely Who all the other Gods excells in might This said Deiphobus went tow'rds the Foe Holding his Buckler out before him high So that it cover'd him from Head to Toe Meriones that on him had his eye His Spear threw at him which no harm did do For though upon the Buckler fell the stroke It carri'd not th' intended mischief through But in the tough Bull-hides the Spear he broke Then back unto the throng he went and fum'd Both for the loss of the good Spear he brake And of the Victory he had presum'd And went to th'Ships another Spear to take The rest fought on and mighty noise there was There Teucer with his Spear slew Imbrius The Son of Mentor till the Greeks did pass The Sea to Troy he dwelt at Pedasus And to Mâ—desicaste there was wed But when the Argives came to Troy he then Dwelt in King Priams Court much honoured Both by the King himself and by his men But now by Teucer's Spear was slain And as Upon a Hill a goodly Ashen Tree Unto the ground cut from the roots with brass Brings down its boughs so to the ground fell â—e To strip him of his Arms then Teucer goes Which Hector seeing at him threw his Spear And misses him yet not in vain he throws But kills another
man that stood him near Amphimachus that newly to the fight Was from the Ships come back t' assist the rest And scarcely of the Skirmish had a sight When Hector's Spear he felt upon his breast Then to Amphimachus came Hector near Meaning hâ—s Helmet from his head to take Which Ajax seeing at him threw his Spear That hit his Shield but passage could not make Yet with such strength the Spear fell on his Shield That backward he was driven from the dead So that the Argives bore them off the Field Amphimachus to th' Ships was carried By Mnesttheus and Stichius that led Th' Athenian Troops But the Ajaxes two One at the Feet another at the Head Bore Imbrius from off the ground into The throng of Greeks like hungry Lions two That carry in their Jaws a Goat which they Had snatched from the Dogs and were to go Through many Shrubs to carry it away Him they disarm'd and to let Hector know it The lesser Ajax cutteth off his head And turning round with all his strength doth throw it And unto Hector's feet 't was carried Now Neptune for Amphimachus thus slain Who from his Loins descended vexed sore Went to the Argive Ships and Tents again To chear the Greeks and hurt the Trojans more â—nd with Idomeneus met as he went That had a wounded friend brought from the fight â—nd streightway back again to go he meant To them that fought and help them all he might â—nd Neptune like unto Andremons Son Thoas whose Father all th' Aetolians swai'd â—ike Jove in Pleuron and in Calydon Unto Idomeneus then spake and said 〈◊〉 King Idomeneus what is betide Of th' Argive threats that Ilium they would tame 〈◊〉 Thoas then Idomeneus repli'd I know not any man that we can blame There 's none of us but understands the War Nor any that betray themselves with fear Nor that for sloth to fight unwilling are But Jove it seems will have us perish here But Too is you that a ways heretofore Have fought so well and set on other men Still hold that purpose never giving ore T' Idomeneus then Neptune said agen Idomeneus may that man ne're come back But in the Field lie for the Dogs a Prey That at this time is negligent or slack But now put on your Arms and come away And quickly For although we are but two Yet since conjoyned force of men not strong Can do as much as one good man let 's go This said up Neptune went into the throng Idomeneus then goes into his Tent And arm'd himself and took in 's hand two Spears And out again he came like Lightning sent To men from Jove to fill their hearts with fears And scarce come forth he met Meriones That to his Tent was going for a Spear And speaking to him said Idomeneus Meriones my friend what make you here What are you wounded that you leave the Fight Or bring you me some news For I to hide My self from Battle here take no delight Meriones then to him thus repli'd O King Idomeneus unto your Tent I forc'd was from the Battle to come down And thence to take a Spear of yours I meant Since on Deiphobus I broke my own A Spear then said Idomeneus there are Twenty if you had need of them that stand Upright against the Walls which in this War I took from Trojans vanquisht by my hand For when I fight I stand neer to the Foe And that 's the cause so many Spears I have And can so many Shields and Helmets show And Armours for the breast great store and brave Then spake Meriones And I said he Have many spoils of Trojans at my Tent But setcht from thence so soon they cannot be For close up to the Foe I also went Amongst the foremost boldly Which although The Argives take no notice of yet you That how I still behav'd my self well know Can bear me witness what I say is true To him then thus Idomeneus repli'd Meriones this need not have been said I know your courage were it to be tri'd And men somewhere in ambush to be laid Where fear and courage are discerned best For there 't is seen who valiant are who not A Coward 's heart still panteth in his breast And nothing but on death he has his thought He cannot without trembling quiet sit But dances on his Hams and changes hue And cannot hold himself upon his feet And shakes his Chaps These things a Coward shew But in a valiant man there 's none of this He quietly abides without afright When in the danger he engaged is And longs for nothing but to come to fight If you amongst them had been there I know None of them such a fault in you had found Or if you had been hurt 't is sure enow Nor in your back nor neck had been the Wound But either in your belly or your brest But let 's no longer talk like children here Lest we be blam'd I think it therefore best You now go to my Tent and take a Spear This said Meriones fetcht out a Spear And with Idomeneus went to the Fight As Mars when in the Field he will appear And with him his beloved Son Affright And to th' Ephyrians and Phlegyans goes From Thrace to give one side the Victory So with Idomeneus unto the Foes Meriones went up couragiously And to him said Idomeneus where now O' th' left or right side of the Trojan Host Or in the midst shall we our force bestow To help the Greeks For now they need us most Idomeneus then to him said agen The middle of the Battle to maintain There ready stand enow and able men Teucer good Bowman and th' Ajaxes twain Hector shall there of fighting have his fill As greedy as he is Though strong he be He 'll find it hard that way to have his will And come unto the Ships with Victory And burn them if Jove not with his own hand Throw in the Brands He must be more than man Whom Ajax is not able to withstand Not mortal such as live by Ceres can And may be killed with a Spear or Stone For Ajax with Achilles may compare In standing fight though able less to run In that Achilles him excelleth far But now unto the Battle let us go And fall on at the left side of the field And try what we are able there to do And either Honour win or honour yield This said they went together to the Fight And on them presently the Trojans fell There was no place for Victory to light So close they fought on both sides and so well And such a mighty Cloud of dust they raise As when great Winds contend upon the Plain Is in dry weather raised from the ways While one to kill another takes great pain And horrid of the Squadrons was the sight That brissl'd was all over with great Spears Their Armours Shields and Helmets with their light Dazled the eyes and clamour fill'd the ears Hard
hearted had he been that with dry eyes Had this affliction of the Heroes seen That from the Sons of Saturn did arise And but for their dissention had not been For Jupiter for Hector was and Troy And meant to honour Thetis and her Son But not th' Achaean Army to destroy But Neptune moved with compassion To see the Argives by the Trojans slain And angry with his Brother secretly In likeness of a man rose from the Main T' incourage them and give them victory Though they were Brothers yet Jove of the two The Elder and the Wiser was so that Neptune against Jove's will durst nothing do In favour of the Greeks distrest but what He thought might be effected privily And thus the Saw from Brother unto Brother Of cruel War was drawn alternately And many slain of one side and the other And now half gray came in Idomeneus With lusty Cretans and the Trojan frighted For presently he slew Othryoneus Othryoneus that was by Fame invited To purchase honour in the War at Troy And promis'd if Cassandra he might wed From Ilium to drive the Greeks away Which Priam to him granted if he sped And in this hope strutting he went to fight There with his Spear Idomeneus him smote The Spear upon his Belly just did light And down he fell his Armour sav'd him not Idoâ—eneus insulting ore him spake Othryoneus great praise you 'll win indeed If you can do what you did undertake Come fight for us and you shall no worse speed For if you for us win the Town of Troy Atrides fairest Daughter yours shall be Come with me to the Greeks that there we may Upon the Wedding-Articles agree And then to be revenged Asius meant And was on foot although his Horses there Breathing upon his back behind him went And at Idomeneus had thrown his Spear But that to throw he time enough had not Because the other made the greater hast And with his Spear had hit him in the throat And out again at 's neck the point had past And there as some great Oak or Poplar-tree Or Pine cut down that by a Shipwright must Be saw'd in Planks falls down so fell down he Grasping with both his hands the bloudy dust The Charretier was so amaz'd thereat That he forgot to turn his Charre with fear And quiet sate Antilochus saw that And going neerer at him threw his Spear Which through his Arm our and his Belly went And gasping fell to th'ground the Charretier Aâ—tilochus to th'Ships his Horses sent And by the Argives now possest they were And then Deiphobus himself advanc'd And at Idomeneus he threw his Spear Which grazing only on his Buckler glanc'd Unto the Argives that behinde him were For as he saw it come he sunk and hid His body all under his Shield of brass Yet not from out his hand depart it did In vain for with it slain Hypsenor was Deiphobus then crowing said So so Asius does not go unreveng'd to Hell And thongh the place unpleasant be I know To have such company will please him well Antilochus then to the Body came And kept the Trojans off from stripping it Mecistes and Alastor hare the same Upon their shoulders to the Argive Fleet. Idomeneus still like a Fury went To kill more Trojans or himself be kill'd And for the Argives thought his life well spent Alcathous then met him on the Field Who was a Suiter to Hippodamie Anchises eldest Daughter and the best Beloved by her Parents both was she And of her time exceeded all the rest In Beauty and in curious Work and Wit And a fit Consort for the best of Troy But Neptune now on purpose bound his feet And from his Eyes though bright took sight aâ—ay So that he could not fly nor turn nor fight But fixed stood like to a Post or Tree And by Idomenâ—us with Neptune's might Pierc'd through the Armour and the Breast was he And through the Heart as plainly did appear For as he bleeding on the ground did lie The beating of his heart did shake the Spear And Mars took from him all his Chivalry Idomeneus then crowed mightily DeiphobuÌ„s said he is' t not enough That for your one man I have killed three If not come on and take a better proof Of what the Seed of Jove in War can do For Jove got Minos and Deucalion he He me and I whose Ship loads bring of Wo To Troy unto thy Father and to thee This said Derphobus considered Whether to stay and meet him hand to hand Or see by whom he might be seconded And at the Reer he saw Aeneas stand For he not much good will did Priam bear Who small respect unto his Vertue paid To him Deiphâ—bus approaching near Aeneas now said he you must us aid Your Brother-law Alcathons is kill'd Who oftentimes has fed you with his hand And naked will be left upon the field B' Idomeneus unless you him withstand This said t' Idomeneus they came away And with him greedy were to enter fight And he as boldly did their coming stay Though two to one they did not him affright â—â—t as a Boar in unfrequented place By Dogs and Men pursu'd stands sullenly Knowing his strength and looks them in the face Bristled his Back and flaming is his Eye So for Aeileas staid Idomeneas And to his fellows call'd Alcalaphus Meriones Antâ—lochus and Aphareus Good men of Waâ— and you Derpyrus Come hither friends said he I coming see Aeâ—eas towards me with mighty rage A valiant man at Arms you know is he And now is in the flower of his Age. Were I so young and of the mind I am I 'd honour win of him or he of me This said they quickly all about him came Aeâ—eas to repel or kill Then he Call'd Paris to him and Agenor and Deiphobus the Argives to oppose And all of them of Trojans had command And with their Spears behinde him marched close As when a Shepherd leads with a green Bough His Sheep from off the Pasture to the Brook 〈◊〉 joy'd to see them follow him so now Aeneas in his Troops great pleasure took No sooner they were come unto the ground Whereon Alcathous his Body was But close they fought and hideous was the sound Of Helmets Shields and mighty Arms of brass And there the two that far excelâ—'d the rest Aeneas and Idomeneus would fain Have fix'd their Spears in one anothers Brest First threw Aeneas but he threw in vain For by Idomeneus declin'd it was And coming to the ground stuck trembling there And then threw he and killed Oenomaus And pierced was his Belly with a Spear Who falling filled both his hands with dust Idomeneus pull'd out again his Spear But to take off his Arms he durst not trust Himself so many Lances flying were His Limbs and Feet not supple were and light To throw or shun a Spear They now were past Their best yet good were in a standing Fight But could not from the Battle run
where the Spear went in his Life went out And suddenly he fell unto the ground And on his eyes sate darkness all about Put he that far the greater number flew The lesser Ajax was Oileus Son T was hard to scape when Ajax did pursue For of the Argives all he best could run ILIAD LIB XV. WHen flying they had past the Dirch and Wall They at the Horses and the Charret stay'd With loss of many men and looking pale And Jove awakt stood and the Field fury ay'd And saw the Greeks pursue and Trojans fly And Neptune with the Greeks and Hector laid Upon the Plain his Friends there sitting by And not a little of his Life affraid For gasping he scarce able was to draw His breath and blood abundance vomited Nor knew his friends When Jupiter him saw Offended his condition pityed And then on Juno fiercely lookt and said Juno I see all this is done by you And if you for it with a whip were paid 'T would be no more than for your work is due Have you forgot how once you swung i' th' Air And had two Anvils hanging at your fect Your hand with a Gold Chain ty'd to my Chair Though sorry were the other Gods to see 't Yet had I any seen but go about Your Manacles or Shackles to untye I from the Sill of Heav'n had thrown him out And strengthless made him on the earth to lye I was not so much griev'd for Hercules When Boreas set on by you arose As he went off from Troy enrag'd the Seas And at the last threw him ashore at Coos But I to Argos brought him safe again And this I now repeat that you may try Whether you likely are to lose or gain Abusing out familiarity This said the Goddess Juno struck with fear By Earth said she and Heaven about it spread By Styx which is our greatest Oath I swear And by your Life and By our Nuptial Bed I never did to Neptune speak a word To hurt the Trojans or the Greeks to aid But all he did was of his own accord By pity only and compassion sway'd And from henceforward I will him advise Seeing what way you lead the same to take Then Jupiter with favourable eyes On Juno lookt and thus unto her spake Fâ—â—â— if we were both one way inclin'd Neptune would quickly with us both comply Now if your words dissent not from your mind Go ' mongst the other Gods and presently Bid Iris and Apollo to me come For Iris unto Neptune I will send To bid him leave the Battle and go home to Hector and the Trojans I intend To send Apollo to give Hector might And cure him of his pain that he may lead The Trojans on and put the Greeks to flight That Thetis Son may see them scattered And he shall send Patroclus to the Field Who shall the Trojans rout and kill my Son Sopedon and himself shall then be kill'd By Hector's Spear And after that is done Achilles in revenge again shall fight And by his hand stout Hector shall be kill'd Under the Walls of Troy i' th' Trojans sight And beaten be the Trojans from the Field Till Troy by Pallas counsel taken be Nor till I have performed all I said To Thetis supplicating at my knee Let any God presume the Greeks to aid This said went Juno to Olympus high As when a man looks ore an ample Plain To any distance quickly goes his eye So swiftly Juno went with little pain And found the Gods at Wine together set And at her coming in they all stood up But Themis forward went and Juno met And to her hand delivered the Cup And said You look as if you frighted were By Jupiter for something But what is' t You know said Juno that he is severe And you shall hear the matter if you list Together with the other Gods though bad They will not all contented with it be But some of them will troubled be and sad And griev'd was she though speaking smilingly Then Juno went up to her Throne and sat And unto all the Gods spake angerly How mad said she or foolish are we that Are thinking how agen Jove's hands to tye Who careless and unmov'd on Ida Hill Knows his own strength and does our Plots despise And therefore what he sends be 't good or ill We 'll take it patiently if we be wise Nor must the God of War on Jove complain Or in Rebellion against him rise Because his Son Ascalaphus is slain At this with both his hands Mars clapt his Thighs And to the Gods above complaining sain Pardon me Gods I will revenge my Son And ' mongst the Argives go and give them aid Though I should lye amongst the dead Then on He puts his Armour and gives order to Terror and Flight his Charret to prepare And then there had been twice as much ado T' appease Joves anger ere it came to war If Pallas had not for the Gods afraid Pluckt off his Helmet and set up his Spear And pull'd his Buckler off and to him said Fool Bedlam What have you no Ears to hear You hear what news now Juno brings from Jove And if you care not though your self be lost Yet let the danger of us all you move For Jove will leave both Greek and Trojan Host And coming hither seize us one by one And never ask who guilty is or not Therefore give over vexing for your Son For better men than he by Gods begot â—â—ready here have been and shall be slain The Gods cannot preserve their Children all This said she brought Mars to his place again And Juno to their houses went to call 〈◊〉 and Phoebus You must go said she To Jove on Ida. What you are to do â—ou will by Jove himself informed be Asloon as you his Presence come into 〈◊〉 message done Juno resumes her place His and Phoebus down to Ida fly â—ad finding Jove stood still before his face Nor lookt he on them with an angry Eye â—or soon they did his Wives command obey Then speaking first to Iris Go said he To Neptune quickly tell him what I say Bid him no longer at the Battle be 〈◊〉 either go t' Olympus to the Gods Or to the Sea If he will neither do 〈◊〉 him consider if there be no odds As well in strength as age between us two 〈◊〉 knows that all the other Gods me fear And for my coming dareth not to stay 〈◊〉 strong as to himself he doth appear This said swift-footed Iris went her way â—â—om Ida hill and Jove without delay And swift as any Cloud before the Winds â—â—me down unto the Battle before Troy And there amongst the Argives Neptune finds â—nd going to his side I came said she To speak with you a word or two from Jove â—ou must not in the War a Party be He bids you go up to the Gods above 〈◊〉 down to th' Sea where lies your own command If you refuse he threatens you
with War â—nd bids you have a care t' avoid his hand And th' Elder is he saies and stronger far Which you your self he thinks will not deny Since th' other Gods of him stand all in awe Neptune to this replying first spake high Good as he is said he it is not Law Thus to usurp upon my liberty For Sons and Heirs of Saturn we were three Begot on Rhea Pluto Jove and I. By lot the Rule o' th' Waters came to me To Jove the Government of Heaven fell And of the Clouds and the Ethereal Sky To Pluto Darkness and the rule of Hell Earth and Olympus did as Common lye Let Jove then with his share contented be And not encroach on me For well 't is known I hold not any thing of him in Fee But live as he should do upon my own He should not unto me such language use But to his Children that will be affraid And dare not what he bids them to refuse Thus Neptune spake Again then Iris said Neptune shall I this haughty answer carry To Jove And will you that I with it go As ' t is The Wise their minds oft vary And Fury on the Eldest wait you know So she to him Then Neptune thus to her Iris this word was spoken in good season Much worth I see is a wise Messenger But I was vext because thus without reason When I his equal am by Birth and Lot Jove uses me as if I were his slave Well For the present cross him I will not Though I be vext That answer let him have And further That if he without consent Of me Athena Juno Mercurie And Vulcan Troy shall spare our discontent For th' Argives wrong implacable will be And when he this had said he Fight forbears Nor any longer ' mongst the Argives staid But div'd into the Sea ore head and ears Then Jove unto Apollo spake and said To Hector go for Neptune now is gone For sear of my displeasure had he stay'd The Sons of Saturn of our War had known T was wisely done of him my hand t' avoid And better both for him and me but go And shaking your great Shield the Greeks affright And strengthen Hector and incourage so That he the Argive Lords may put to flight And follow them down to the Hellâ—spont And make them for their hollow Ships to fight What then is to be done I 'll think upon 't For I intend not to destroy them quite This said Apollo left his Father Jove And down he came to Troy from Ida hill Swift as a Falcon flying at a Dove And Hector on the ground found sitting still Not laid butâ—â— his Senses come anew And freely breathing although very weak And very well his friends about him knew There Phoebus standing nigh did to him speak Hector said he why sit you here alone O kindest of the Gods said he you know That Ajax wounded has me with a Stone So that I am disabled with the blow And once to day I thought I should have gone To Erebus with other shadows dim With such a force he threw the mighty stone Then thus again Apollo answered him Hector I Phoebus am and hither come From Jove against the Greeks to give you aid And ever have wisht well to Ilium Lead to the Ships your Troops Be not afraid Hector at this encourag'd was again And as a Horse at Rack and Manger sed Breaking his Headstal scudds upon the Plain And high into the Air he holds his head His Mane upon his shoulders plays with th' Air And proud is in his Freedom to behold The pleasant River and the Pastures fair To which he had accustom'd been of old And swiftly to the same is carried So swift y now went Hector to each part And in the Field his Troops encouraged After Apollo once had giv'n him heart But as when Swains with Curs to chase a Ro Go forth into the Field and with their cry Rouse a fierce Lion they the Prey let go To save it self i'th'Woods or Rochers high And both the men and dogs are forc'd to fly Just so the Greeks whilst thèy in Bodies fight They save themselves but seeing Hector nigh They troubled were and lost their courage quite Then to them spake Thoas Andraemon's Son Well skill'd at distance or at hand to fight Amongst th' Aetolians better there was none And few compare with him for Counsel might O strange said he what wondrous sight is â—â—is I verily thought Hector had been slain By Ajax hand But see he risen is Some God or other rais'd him has again He kill'd us has already many men And many more is likely now to slay For Jupiter defends him now as then But come let 's all my Counsel now obey Let us that most pretend to Fortitude Stay here imbattl'd to receive the Fo And to the Ships send back the multitude For thither I think Hector dares not go This Counsel was approv'd and then stood ouâ— Ajax Idomeneus Meriones Teucer Meges and such as were most stout And one Battalion was made of these Th' impression of Hector to sustain Till to the Ships the rest retreated were And Hector with his Troops came on amain Him self the foremost shaking his long Spear Apollo march'd before him to the field Concealing in a Cloud his glorious Head And carri'd in his hand a shining Shield Which whosoever laid his eyes on fled 'T was made at first by Mulciber and then Given to Jove when he came down to fight Against the Squadrons of rebellious men To make them fly the Field at the first sight Expecting Hector close the Argives stand And loud and sharp on both sides was the cry And many a Spear from every lusty hand And in the Air Arrows abundance fly And Spears whereof some flying home did kill And others would have done but short they fell As long as Phoebus did his Shield hold still Many a Soul on both sides flew to Hell When shaking it he made the Argives see it They stricken were with fear and suddenly Their heavie hearts fell down into their feet And then they made all haste they could to fly And as a Herd or Flock is frighted when A Wolf or Lion coming on they see And no assistance have of Dogs or Men So th' Argives scatter'd before Hector flee Then slain by Hector was Arcesilaus And Stichius who the Boeotians led The other a good friend of Mnesteus was Both killed were by Hector as they fled â—â—â—eas Medon slew and Iäsus Medon was little Ajax Bastard-Brother And lived from his Father Oileus By th'instigation of his Stepmother â—â—iopis whose Brother he had slain And Iäsus th' Athenian Leader was But back to Atheas led them not again His Father was Sphelus Bucalidas â—ecestes slain was by Polydamas Polites Echius slew in the first fight And Clonius by Agenor killed was And Deiochus by Paris in the flight Whilst from the Foe each one his Armour takes The flying Greeks into the
long as they were fighting 'bout his Son And at the first the Greeks forsook their ground For then there was a noble Myrmidon Epigeus that King was formerly Of Budeon and forced thence away For a mans death to Peleus did fly Who sent him with Achilles unto Troy And now no sooner layed had his hand Upon Sarpedon's Body but was slain By a great stone that flew from Hector's hand And broke for all his Cask his skull in twain Down he upon the dead King falling dies Patroclus when he saw his friend thus fall Swift as a Hawk that at a Stareling flies Up to the Foes ran and amongst them all He threw a stone which lighted on the Neck Of Stenelaus and the Tendon rent And this gave to the Trojan Horse a check And back a little Hector with them went As far as one can for experiment Or at a Foe in Battle throw a Spear So far back Hector with his Charret went The Argives them pursuing in the Rear But Glancus that did then the Lycians lead Pursu'd by Bathycles and very near Upon a sudden to him turn'd his head And deep into his breast he thrust his Spear And down he fell The Trojans then were glad And at the Body fallen boldly stay'd On th' other side the Greeks were very sad To lose so good a man but not dismay'd Meriones then slew Laogonus Son of Onetor Priest of Jupiter And honour'd like a God in Gargarus The Spear him pierc'd between the Cheek and Ear. Then at Meriones Aeneas threw And was in hope to give him his deaths wound But he then stoopt and ore him the Spear flew And one end snook the other stuck i'th'ground At this Aeneas angry to him said Meriones as well as you can dance My Spear was like your motion to have stay'd And that it did not think it was by chance To him replying said Meriones Aeneas strong and valiant as you are You cannot kill men whom and when you please Your self are subject to the chance of Warre As well as I. And if my Spear fall right As much as to your hands you trust you 'll die Like other men and I win honour by 't And to the shades below your Soul will fly This said Patroclus came and him reproved Meriones why talk you thus said he D' ye think the Trojans can be hence removed With evil words till many slain there be In counsel words may somewhat signifie But hands in War determine the event 'T is to no purpose words to multiplie This said away they both together went And by and by was heard a mighty sound As if the Woods were felling on the Hills Of men in Armour falling to the ground And Swords and Spears on Helmets and on Shields Sarpedon cover'd was from top to toe With dust and Spears and so besmear'd with blood That wise he must have been that could him know Though who it was they all well understood And busie were about him as the Flies That buz in Summer-time about the Pans Of Milk And all this while Jove kept his Eyes Upon the Battle and advising stands Whether 't were best to let Patroclus die Upon Sa pedon slain by Hector or Let him go on and follow those that fly And of the Trojans make the slaughter more At last resolv'd he made the Trojans fly Patroclus then pursu'd them up to Troy And as he went made many of them die And Hector was the first that fled away Not ignorant of Jove's Apostasie And then the lusty Lycians also fled Whose King Sarpedon now i' th' heap did lie Strercht out on th' Earth amongst the other dead And him Patroclus of his Armour strips His mighty Armour all of solid Brass And sent it by his fellows to the Ships Thus slain and stript Jove's Son Sarpedon was Then Jove unto Apollo spake and said Go Phoebus bear Sarpedon from the Fight A great way off and let him be array'd In an immortal Garment pure and bright But in the River clear first wash him clean And with Ambrosia anoynt his skin Let Death and Sleep two Sisters bear him then To Lycia unto his friends and kin By whom his Body will embalmed be And Tomb and Pillar set upon his Grave Whereby preserv'd will be his memorie Which all the honour is the dead can have This said Apollo down from Ida came And bare Sarpedon's Body from the Fight And far off in the River washt the same And with Ambrosia his Body white Anointed and with Garments sair array'd Immortal Garments and into the hands Of Death and Sleep committed it who layd It down again amongst the Lycians Patroclus then commands Automedon To drive to Trov Not well For had he then The counsel of Achilles thought upon He had escapt But Jove knows more than men And quickly can take from a man of might And to a weaker give the Victorie Whom he himself encourage will to fight As now by Jove himself set on was he But while Patroclus chac'd the Trojans thus Who sell Adrestus and Autonous Epistor Melanippus Perimus Pylartus Mulius and Echeclus And Elasus And taken had been Troy Now by Patroclus but that Phoebus stood Upon the Tow'r and pusht him still away To vex the Greeks and do the Trojans good For thrice he mounted and was thrice put back By the Immortal hand but when again He mounting was Apollo to him spake Retire said he Patroclus 't is in vain It is not you that Ilium can win Nor Thetis Son a better man than you Patroclus at these words great fear was in And far off from the Wall himself withdrew Now Hector was upon his Charret seat I' th' Scaean Gate and did deliberate Whether to make the Trojans to retreat And when they were come in to shut the Gate Or go to th'Fight While he consulted thus Apollo came and standing by his side In likeness of his Uncle Asius Him sharply did for standing idle chide Hector said he why stay you here If I Exceeded you in strength as you do me I teach you would in such necessity To quit the Field thus and unuseful be Go. To Patroclus now directly drive And doubt not but that by Apollo's aid You may him of his Life and Arms deprive Away went Phoebus when he this had said And Hector then returned to the Fight While Phoebus did the Argive throng dismay Cebriones still kept his Horses right Upon Patroclus For upon the way Hector past through the Greeks and killed none Patroclus then alighting with his Spear In his left hand in th' other took a stone And with it killed Hector's Charrettier Cebriones King Priam's Bastard Son Above his Eyes upon his Forehead just Patroclus hit him with the knobby stone Then from his Seat he dropt into the dust Broke was his Skull his Eye-brows crusht iâ— t 'one And at his feet before him fell his eyes Patroclus scoft and said 't is nimbly done And proudly thus insulting ore him eryes Oh that we
big Then comes a storm and to the ground it flings So by Atrides fell Euphorbus now As when a Lion cometh from the Wood Into the Herd and seizeth on a Cow First breaks his Neck then seeds he on his blood And Bowels Dogs and Herds men looking on And hueing him that dare not to go near So then upon Atrides ventur'd none So much the Trojans stricken were with fear And now into the hands of Menelaus Patroclus Armour came and born away Had been but that by Phoebus crost he was That was a friend to Hector and to Troy And in the shape of Mentes gone was then Whom now the Cicon Regiments obey'd To call back Hector to the Field agen And overtaking him thus to him said Hector you here Automedon pursue To take Achilles Horses all in vain Which never will be won or rul'd by you And suffer good Euphorbus to be slain By Menelaus at the Body dead Of Menoetiades Then went his way And Hector grieved turn'd about his head And saw how on the ground Euphorbus lay Bleeding and naked left by Menelaus And Hector then enflamed with the fight Like raging fire did through the Squadrons pass And with great cry returned to the fight And cold was then Atrides at the heart And with himself he thus disputing stands If I should from the Body slain depart The Greeks would say of me but little good But if I stay alone here 't will be worse Than any thing the Greeks can of me say For he brings with him all the Trojan force But wherefore do I thus disputing stay Who fights against him whom a God doth aid Draws on himself a great and certain ill My best course then is Hector to avoid And let the Greeks say of it what they will But if of Ajax I could get a sight Then he and I together would not fear With Hector aided by a God to fight And to Achilles the dead Body bear Whilst thus unto himself he laid the Case The Trojans came with Hector at the head And Menelaus then forsook the place And going left behinde the Body dead But oft lookt back As when a Lion is Compel'd to leave a Fold by Men and Dogs He oft looks back and runs not for all this But tow'rds the Wood still slowly on he jogs Unwillingly his heart 's too big to run So Menelaus off went safe and sound And then for Ajax Son of Telamon Lookt round about and ' mongst his Troopâ— him found Inciting them to fight For not a man But frighted was by Phoebus and dismay'd And with all speed Atrides to him ran And standing at his side unto him said Come Ajax quickly come away with me To save Patroclus from the Trojans wrath That to Achilles earri'd he may be Though naked For his Armour Hector hath Ajax inrag'd at this flies to the place With Menelaus where Patroclus lay When Hector from the Field him drawing was Having already snatcht his Arms away Unto the Trojans to cut off his head And give the Body to the Dogs to eat But when great Ajax thither came he fled And to the Trojans made a quick Retreat And order gave to bear the Arms to Troy Achilles Arms a noble Monument Of his great deed But Ajax still did stay And with his Shield about the Body went As when a Lion his Whelps following him Into the open Field comes from the Wood And Hunters meets he looks upon them grim So Ajax looking by Patroclus stood And Glaucus then that led the Lycian Bands To Hector went and frowning to him said Though you be thought a good man of your hands Hector it is not so I am afraid Consider first if you the Town can save By Trojans only without other guard And of their service how great need you have And then how lightly you their pains regard What Lycian again will for you fight Or how will you defend a meaner man That left Sarpedon to the Argives spight And sport and from his body frighted ran That was your friend and had such service done So that if I were won to lead them home You 'd finde a little after we were gone The utmost fate of Troy were on it come For if the Trojans had as forward been As men should be that for their Country fight Patroclus body we in Troy had seen Fercht from the field for all the Argives might And from the Greeks in change we might have had Sarpedons Corps and brought it into Troy And all the Greeks thereof would have been glad So great experience of his worth had they But you to Ajax never yet durst go And when he came to you you from him ran Into the throng o' th' Trojans And why so But that you know he is the better man Then Hector frowning on him thus repli'd Glaucus 't is strange that such a man as you Should so severely without cause me chideâ— I thought you very wise but 't is not true You say I dare not with great Ajax fight When I do neither Foot nor Horse-men shun But only way give sometimes to the might Of Jove when he the Enemy sets on For he to whom he will gives Victorie And from the proud their courage takes away But to the Fight come with me now and see If I be such a Coward as you say And do not from Patroclus body make Some of the Argives to retire agen This said he turn'd and to the Trojans spake Trojans said he and Lycians play the men Whilst I my self in those good Arms aray Which from Patroclus body slain I took This said he from the Field went toward Troy And quickly those that bare them overtook And gave to them the Armour he then wore And th'Armour of Patroclus there puts on Giv'n by the Gods to Peleus heretofore Which he when aged gave unto his Son But were not kept by him till he was old Then Jove that out of sight in Heaven sate And Hector in this Armour did behold Poor man said he he knoweth not his faâ—e Which now is neer and at it shook his head And said Though now these heavenly Arms you wear Of this great man whom all men else did dread Killing the gentle Knight that did them bear And so unhandsomely you 'll never go To shew them to Andromache your Wife Yet now you shall prevail against the Fo To please you since thus shortned is your life And as he said it seal'd it with a Nod. Now Hector having on these Arms and fit Into his Breast went in the mighty God Of Battle and with courage filled it Then Hector like Achilles shining came To his confederates and ' mongst them went Calling upon the best of them by name To give unto them all encouragement Mesthies and Glaucus and Thersilochus Alleropaeus and Hippothous MeÌ„don Disinor Phorcys Chromius And you the skilful Augur Ennomus And you the thousands that to aid me come 'T is not to muster that you called are But to
Patroclus body set For Trojans and for Argives Horse and Men. But to Achilles known it was not yet That slain by th' Trojans was his Favourite For now not far off from the Trojan Wall At a great distance from him was the fight So that he thought not on his death at all But having chac'd the Trojans to the Gates Of Ilium that straight he would come back For well he knew 't was ordered by the Fates Patroclus never should the City sack His Mother Thetis oft had told him that As she before had told it been by Jove But quite Patroclus destiny forgat Or knew it not whom he so much did love The Greeks and Trojans at the body staid Together close and one another kill'd And one Achaean to another said 'T would be a great disgrace to quit the Field And leave the body of Patroclus thus I rather had by th' Earth we swallowed were Than they should have it and crow over us And to the Town the noble body bear The Trojans likewise t 'one another cri'd Though ev'ry one of us were sure to die By this mans body let us here abide And then the clamour rose up to the Skie Achilles Steeds now with Automedon Upon the Charre without the Battle stood But to the Fight he could not get them on He to them call'd but that would do no good And then he flatters them then threats then whips But for Patroclus griev'd they would not go With th' Argives to the Fight nor to the Ships But lay down on the ground and wept for wo That they had lost a gentle Charretier Jove seeing them upon the ground thus laid And for Patroclus how they grieved were Shaking his head unto himself he said Poor Steeds why did I you on man bestow That mortal is and you immortal are And make you also misery to know And to participate of humane care There breatheth not upon the Earth so wide So poor a thing and wretched as a man But Hector on your Charre shall never ride For he without my leave do nothing can Is' t not enough for him that he hath got Acbilles Arms to please himself in vain But have Achilles Horses he shall not For you shall to the Ships return again And safely carry back Automedon Though to the Trojans I intend to day The Victory till setting of the Sun And that by darkness parted be the fray This said he strength and courage to them gave Automedon then to the Troops of Greece As swiftly the immortal Horses drave As flies a Vulture at a flock of Geese For from the Foe he quickly could retire And easily upon them go again As oft as the occasion should require But by his hand no Enemy was slain For since he was upon the Seat alone He could not both together fight and guide But to him came at last Alcimedon Laertes Son and stood by th'Charret side What God said he has put it in your head Automedon amongst so many Spears To be alone knowing your friend is dead And Hector now Achilles Armour wears Automedon uâ—to him then repli'd Alcimedon a fitter man is none Than you are the immortal Steeds to guide Since Menoctiades my friend is gone Get up then you and the good Steeds command Whilst on the ground I with the Trojans fight Alcimedon then took the Whip in hand And Reyns Automedon did then alight This Hector saw and to Aeneas spake Achilles Horses yonder coming are To us said he they are not hard to take For with them there is no great man of Warre And if we to them go they dare not stand This said Aeneas well contented was And forward then they go with Spear in hand And shoulders cover'd well with Hide and Brass And Chromius with them and Aâ—etus went And made no doubt but both the men to slay And then to seize Achilles Steeds they meant And with the Charre triumphing drive to Troy â—ain men that were not sure themselves to save To Jupiter Automedon then pray'd Who heard his Prayer and great strength to him gave And then unto Alcimedon he said Alcimedon keep still thy Horses near So that upon my back may fall their breath For quiet never will be Hector's Spear Until of both of us he see the death And set himself upon Achilles Car And put the Squadrons of the Greeks to rout Or be amongst the foremost slain i'th'War This said he to th' Ajaxes cried out And Menelaus Ajax Menelaus The care of him that 's dead to others give And shew your Valour where there is more cause Come hither and take care of us that dive For Hector and Aeneas both are here But yet since on Jove's will dependeth all Both good and evil hap I 'll throw my Spear And let him where he pleaseth make it fall And as he spake the spear he from him sen Which chanc'd to light upon Aretes Shield And passing through into his Belly went At which he starting fell upon the Field And at Automedon then Hector threw But stooping forward he the Spear declin'd And ore his head through th' empty air it few And shaking fixt it stood i'th'ground behind And then the Fight by Mars becalmed was But with their Swords they had again falâ—â— on But that th' Ajaxes two and Menelaus Came in that call'd were by Automedon Aeneas then and Hector shrunk away And Chromius with them but Aretus not But on the ground without his Armour lay Automedon then mounts his Chariot All bloudy and the Armour by him set And said Though this revenge be very small For great Patroclus death 't is better yet Though this a worse man be than none at all And at Patroclus body now the Fight Was greater than before and fiercer grown For Pallas coming did the Greeks incite By Jove himself whose mind was chang'd sent dow As when to mortals Jove will signifie Th'approach of War or Tempests cold and loud To make men leave their work and Cattle die He sets up in the Sky a purple Cloud In such a Cloud wrapt up Athena came The Daughter of great Jove and martial Maid To th' Argive Hoast their courage to inflame And to Atrides who stood neerest said In voyce and shape like Phoenix Menelaus If you let Dogs Patroclus body tear That of Achilles so beloved was You will be scorn'd Go to him do not sear Phâ—â—ix said he would Pallas strengthen â—â—e And save me from so many Spears that fly Patroclus body soon should rescu'd be For no man for him griev'd is more than I. But Hector fighteth like a raging flame And as he goes Jove gives him Victory This said Aâ—hâ—na pleas'd was with the same Because to her he trusted specially And strengthned both his shoulders and his thighs And made him bold as is a busie Flie Which beaten off again upon you flies And sears not for a little bloud to die And to Patroclus then went Menelaus And mongst the throng of Trojans threw his
Aeneas by Achilles slain For harkning to Apollo foolâ—shly Who will not help him though he set him on But wherefore should we let Aeneas die Others to please when he no fault has done Let 's therefore save him lest we Jove offend Who now the off spring of King Priam hates And that Aeneas Race shall without end The Trojans rule 't is ordered by the Fates This said to Neptune Juno did reply If you Aeneas have a mind to save Save him your self For well you know that I And Pallas ' mongst the Gods sworn often have That neither of us shall a Trojan aid Though Ilium it self were in a flame Away went Neptune soon as that was said And to Aeneas and Achillâ—s came And ore Achilles eyes a mist he spred And drew his Spear out of Aeneas Shield And to Achilles that he carried And laid it at his feet upon the Field And then Aeâ—eas lifted by the force Of an Immortal God skipt to the Rear Ore many Ranks of Heroes and of Horse Unto the Caucons that the hindmost were Where Neptune standing by him spake and said Aeneas who was 't of th' Immortal Gods That to engage Achilles you betray'd That stronger is than you by so much ods Henceforth take heed you come not in his way Lest by his hand you die When he is gone You boldly on the best adventure may For of the rest you slain shall be by none This said he to Achilles went agen And made the mist to vanish from his eyes And round about him lookt Achilles then And to his feet return'd his Spear espies And said unto himself O strange what 's this The man is gone my Spear come back I see Aeneas of the Gods beloved is And I thought all he said was vanitie But fare him well He will not come agen So glad he is that he hath scaped so Now I will first put courage in my men And then unto some other Trojans go Then through the Argive Ranks he went and said No longer of the Trojans be so shy But man to man go close Be not afraid Strong as I am you cannot think that I Can follow such a multitude and fight For neither Mars nor Pallas can do that Though Gods Immortal and of so great might That mortal men cannot resist Yet what My strength alone with hands and feet can do I think I shall not any thing forbear But break their Ranks and make you way clean â—hrough Nor shall he joyful be whom I come near Whilst this Achilles to the Argives said Hector no less the Trojans did excite Why should you of Achilles be afraid With words 't is easie ' gainst the Gods to fight That are too strong to fight with with a Spear And to Achilles now I mean to go Though Fire his hands and Steel his body were For more by half he says than he can do When Hector to the Trojans this had said The Fight began and mighty was the cry And then for Hector Phoebus was afraid And presently came in and standing nigh Hector said he return into the throng Take heed With Thetis Son fight not at all Now nor henceforth he for you is too strong Lest by his Spear or Sword you chance to fall Thus Hector by the God admonished Into the Trojan Troops retir'd again The Trojans then before Achilles fled And by him first â—phition was slain Whom the Nymph Neis to Olryâ—teus bare In Ida at the foot of Tmolus Hill Great Troops he brought unto the Trojan Warre And thought he could the great Pelides kill But coming on he met Achilles Spear The fatal Spear that cleft his head in twain Achilles then trumphed ore him there Though fallen to the ground he were and slain So Otryntides die there on the Earth Though where runs Hyllus into Hermus deep On the Gygean Lake you had your Birth This said he left him in eternal sleep For th' Argive Charret-wheels to crush and grind And after him he slew Demoleon A Warrier good and of undaunted mind That of Antenor was a valiant Son Him through the head with Spear in hand he smot And out together came both bloud and brain His Helmet though of Brass preserv'd him not And after he Demoleon had slain He with his Spear pursu'd Hippodamas Who from his Charre had leapt unto the ground Frighted and now before him running was And gave him on the back a mortal wound Whereat he blows and roars like any Bull Brought to the Altar for a Sacrifice When young men by the Horns him thither pull By violence then down he falls and dies Unluckily then in Achill's sight Was Polydorus Priam's youngest Son And best belov'd whom he forbad to fight Though swiftest of them all he were to run But he the vertue of his feet to shew Betwixt the Hoasts ran up and down the Field Until a Spear Achilles at him threw And with a wound upon the back him kill'd Out at his Navil went the Spear again And for his Guts to follow made a way But Hector when he saw his Brother slain Amongst his Troops he could no longer stay But going to Achilles shook his Spear Then speaking to himself Achilles said The man that slew Patroclus I see here We must no more each other now avoid And sowrely on him looking said Come near That I may quickly of you make an end And Hector to him answer'd without fear In vain Achilles your proud words you spead Such words as these may Children terrifie And I can speak that Language when I list And though you be a mightier man than I The Victory does not in that consist But he shall have it whom the Gods appoint Though he be weaker if his Spear fly true Which mine may do and sharp is at the point This said his Spear he at Achilles threw Which back to Hector's feet Athena blew With soft and gentle breath without a sound And straight Achilles thundring to him flew But then Apollo snatcht him from the ground Which is by any God done in a trice And in a Mist conceal'd him from his sight And after him Achilles leapt up thrice And thrice the Air obscure in vain did smiâ—e Then whoopt he after him and threatning said Dog an ill death agen thou scaped hast That fighting to Apollo pray'st for aid But yet I shall dispatch you at the last If any of the Gods for me appear But now I must to other Trojans go This said at Dryops straight he threw his Spear And sent his Soul unto the Shades below To meet Demuchus then he went half way That with his Sword eame toward him to fight Him with a wound i' th' neck he made to stay And with his Sword then killed hiâ—â—â—â—◠〈◊〉 Then by him slain the Sons of Bias were Laogonus and Dardanus the one With his great Sword the other with his Spear And next he killed Tros Alastor's Son Who not resisted but fell at his knee And beg'd his life
for being of his age Hoping for that he pitied might be But that Achilles wrath could not asswage He quite mistook his nature like a child For cruel was Achilles and hard harted But he sweet-natur'd thought he was and mild Whereas he never thought how others smarted And then Achilles gave him such a wound That with the bloud his Liver started out And there he left him dying on the ground And for more Trojan Leaders lookt about Then coming to him he saw Mulius And strook him through the head from ear to ear Then with his Sword he killed Echeclus Antenor's Son that to him came too near Then on the arm he hit Demolion The Spear stuck in and forc'd him there to stay Achilles then came furiously on And with his Sword he skim'd his head away Helmet and all Then Regmus with a wound Upon the belly he slew with his Spear Who from his Charret fell unto the ground And after him he slew his Charretier Artitbous whilst he his Horses turns As a thick Coppice in a windy day If set on fire unmercifully burns So went Achillès killing ev'ry way As Oxen from the Straw tread out the Corn So trampling went his Horses ore the dead That with their Bucklers by the wheels were torn And th'Axle-tree with bloud was covered And Spoaks in part with droppings from the wheels For going on the ground the wheels were goâ—y And partly beaten up with th'Horses heels And bloudy were his hards and aâ—l for glory ILIAD LIB XXI WHen to the River Xanthus they were come The Trojans at the Ford half of them pass'd And on the High way fled to Ilium The other leapt into the Stream for haste And with the winding flood there swimming strive As Locusts when by sudden Tier sprung In swarms unto the River fly and dive So they themselves into Scamander flung And filled was the Stream with Horse and Men. Achilles on the Bank-side lest his Spear Set up on end against a Tree and then Achilles leapt in with his Sword and there He kill'd as fast as he could turn and strike And with their bloud the Stream was dyed red And grievous 't was to hear them groan and sarike That in the flood were by him massacred As when the Dolphins in a River are The other Fish scud to the Banks in sholes So did it with the swimming Trojans fare They fled to th'Banks and hid themselves in holes And twelve of them alive Achilles took And with their Girdles hands behind them bound Then eaus'd them to be led out of the Brook And to the Ships conveyed safe and sound To slay them at Patroclus Funeral Then from the River out he came again And Priam's Son Lycaon met withal That from Scamander flying was in vain Whom Prisoner he had taken once before When in his Father's ground he was by night Cutting of Spoak staves from a Sycamore And on him now the second time did light To Lemnos first he sent him to be sold And bought he there was by Eetion Achilles for him had good store of Gold But he got loose and home again did run And there eleven days he staid and well Was entertained in his Father's house The twelfth into Achilles hands he fell Agen that sent him then to Erebus Achilles seeing him without a Spear Without a Shield and nothing on his head For he had cast away his Arms for fear When almost tir'd he from the River fled Achilles grumbling to himself then said O strange These Trojans are stout-hearted men That being sent away will not be staid But to the War must needs come back agen Here 's one I sent to Lemnos to be sold And now is come to fight with me agen 'T is strange the Sea could not him from me hold That can against their wills hold other men But well I 'll give him of my Spear a tast And send him to the Earth that I may see Whether the Earth or no can hold him fast By which are holden better men than he Whilst this Achilles said the man came near To beg his life for loath to die was he To wound him then Achilles lifts his Spear But under it he got unto his knee And with one hand laid hold upon his Spear And on Achilles knee the other laid And kneeling down before him shook with fear And lamentably to him speaking said Achilles I beseech you pity me And save my life although 't were but for this That I your Pris'ner was Captivitie At least for life a Sanctuary is And when you unto Lemnos sent me had You for me got a hundred Oxens price And for my Ransom now I should be glad You would be pleas'd to take that value thrice 'T is but twelve days since I came back to Troy And all the way had been in grievous pain And when I thought I should my friends enjoy I fallen am into your hands again O how have I so much incur'd the hate Of Jupiter to shorten thus my life Or from my Mother cometh my hard fate Laothoe whom Priam made his Wife Alâ—hous got her King of Pedasus And she of Priam's many Wives was one For many more beside had Priamus And by her had me and another Son And both of us must by you now be kill'd For Polydore you have already slain Whilst like a Child he ran about the Field And for my self I fear I pray in vain But what am I that must no Quarter have Though by the Father I am Hector's Brother That sent the good Patroclus to his grave Yet I am nothing to him by the Mother Thus pleaded he Achilles then replied Tell me no more of Ransome or of Quarter 'T is true I did before Patroclus died Suffer some Trojans for their lives to barter But now if any of the Trojans fall Into my hands before the Town of Troy And those of Priam's Race the least of all Must from me hope to get alive away But wherefore friend should you think much to die Patroclus a much better man is gone You see how strong and tall a man am I And of a noble Father am the Son And have a Goddess for my Mother Yet At morn or noon or night with Shaft or Spear I 'm sure by one or other to be hit And lose my life Why therefore should you sear This said Lycaon's heart and limbs both fail'd And of the Spear let 's go his hold and wide His hands he spread and his sad fate bewayl'd Achilles then his Sword drew from his side And gave him on the neck a mighty wound The Swords whole bredth into his neck he took And presently he fell dead to the ground Achilles threw him then into the Brook And said insulting Go now to the deep And feed the Fishes that will lick your blood Your Mother over you shall never weep But to the Sea you go shall with the Flood Where to the curled water leaps a Fish Upon Lycaon's dainty
Nestor went And unto him the double Cup he gave This Prize said he keep for a Monument Of my Patroclus lying in his Grave You shall not for it arm your fists with Lead Nor with young men at cast of Spears engage Nor shall you on the Foot-race need to tread Of all such work you are excus'd by age This said the Cup into his hand he laid Which joyfully he took and thus repli'd Sweet Son you nothing but the truth have said My strength is past it cannot be deni'd My hands I scarce can to my shoulders raise And heavily my seet both rise and fall Oh that I were as young as in those days When I saw Amarynceus Funeral Set forth most nobly in Buprasion There many Prizes were and many a man But like to me amongst them there was none Epeâ—an Pylian nor Aetolian At Fists the Prize from Clytomed I won And wrastling with Ancaeus I him threw And Iphiclus swift as he was outrun And with the Spears I Polydore out-threw And at the Horse-race only was outstript By th' envie of the Sons of Actor two For sitting on the Charrâ—t they both whipr And from me won that Prize with much ado Such then I was But now to younger men That work I leave Old age I must obey But such I was amongst the Argives then And now Achilles here no longer stay Proceed with other Games your friend to grace Your Gift I take and great content I find In that you shewn have in this publick place Amongst the Greeks you have me in your mind Achilles having heard these Praises all Of Nestor brought into the place a Mule A Prize for him that won at Fist and Ball A Mule of six years old and hard to rule As for the vanquisht he assign'd to him A lesser Prize which was a silver Cup That crookt and wryed was about the brim Achilles then amongst the Greeks stood up Atrides and you Argives all said he Let two men fight for these at Fist and Ball. The lusty Mule shall for the Victor be The Cup for him that in the fight shall fall This said Epeius a huge man stood up And that had at this kind of fight great skill And seiz'd the Mule and said As for the Cup Let any one against me rise that will The Mule is mine at this game I am best Is' t not enough that th' Argives value me In Fight but as a mean man like the rest For no man can the best at all things be But let him know whoere with him contends I 'll break his bones Which being to him known He may about him ready have his friends To take him up when I have knockt him down This said Mecestes Son Euryalus That won the Prize from the Cadmaeans all At Theb's upon the death if Oedipus When celebrated was his Funeral Presents himself About him busie was Tydides wishing him the Victorie And gave him of strong Leather well-wrought Lace Wherewith the Balls unto his wâ—ists to tie The Champions up their fists together have Which when they met so quick and mingled were That which was which a man could not perceive But how they rattled at their heads might hear Euryalus then chanc'd to look aside At which Epeius such a blow him hit Upon the cheek that he was stupifi'd And could no longer stand upon his feet As when the Sea is curl'd by Zephyrus A little Fish leaps up and falls agen So started at the stroak Euryalus And fainted To him went Epeius then And took him up His friends that by him stood Led him away trailing his feet behind His neck aside hanging and spitting blood And wandring out of order was his mind Achilles other Prizes then brought forth For Wrastlers and for him that did the best A mighty three-foot Pot esteemed worth By th'company twelve Oxen at the least And for the vanquished a lesser Prize A Woman that in many works had skill And to the Argives speaking said Arise You that contend for the great Tripod will Then up rose Ajax up Ulysses rose And having girt themselves stood on the place And presently extend their arms and close And one another with twin'd arms embrace As when a Carpenter to keep the wind Out of a house the Timber bows and pleats So were their arms with one another twin'd And each of them keeps fast his hold and sweats And squeez'd until their sides were black and blew And weary were the Greeks with looking on When neither Ajax yet Ulysses threw Nor he the mighty Son of Telamon And Ajax then unto Ulysses said Let 's lift each other and withal him lifts And hop'd upon the ground to have him laid But he then not forgetful of his shifts Struck with his right foot Ajax on the ham So that to turn him Ajax strength did lack Then both together to the ground they came One on his breast the other on his back And now Ulysses to lift Ajax is And from the ground he heav'd him but not high And in he clapt one knee between both his Then both upon the ground again they lie Agen they rise and had not so giv'n ore But that Achillâ—s to them goes and says You both are best torment your selves no more But equal Prizes take and go your ways That other Greeks for other Prizes may Their vertue shew This said they him obey'd And from their bodies wipt the dust away And with their Coats themselves again array'd And then Achilles brought new Prizes in A silver Temperer that six gallons held And by Sidonian workmen made had been And all that ere they made before excell'd And by Phoenicians into Greece was brought And giv'n to Thoas and from him it came T' Eunaeus Jasons Son Eunaeus bought Lycaon of Patroclus with the same This was the Prize for him that swiftest ran A great far Ox the second was to take And half a Talent Gold the hindmost man And then Achilles to the Argives spake Arise faid he that for this Prize will run Then Ajax rose Son of Oileus The lesser Ajax And then Nestor's Son The swiftest of the Youth Antilochus Arow they stand Achilles to them shows The Gole about the which they were to run Together then they start and foremost goes The nimble-footed Ajax Oileus Son But next him and so neer Ulysses is As from a womans Distaff comes the thread And on his steps trod ere the dust aris And breathed all the way upon his head The Greeks upon him called all the way To do his best and wisht him Victorie Then to Athena did Ulysses pray O help me my good Goddess now said he And when almost they ended had the Race Then chanced Ajax in the Dung to fall Of Cattle which had kill'd been on the place B' Achilles for Patroclus Funeral And fill'd with Cow-dung was his mouth and nose Ulysses on the Temp'rer laid his hands And Ajax spitting Dung again arose And with his Ox before the Argives
Achilles in his Ship I went And hither come the place of fight to see The Greeks by break of day will hither come And try if now the City they can win Impatient of their stay at Ilium They cannot by their Leaders be kept in Then Priam to him said again Since you Achilles Servant are is Hector yet At th' Argive Ships I pray you tell me true Or cut in joynts thrown to the Dogs to eat And Hermes unto this again replies Nor Dogs nor Fowl upon him yet have fed But at the Ships he still neglected lies And though he have twelve days now there been dead Yet is his body uncorrupt and free From Worms that breed in other bodies slain And though it ev'ry morning dragged be About Patroclus Tomb doth whole remain And undefac'd the bloud all washt away You would admire to see him look so fresh And clensed of the filth that on him lay And at his wounds how closed is the flesh Though many from the Greeks receiv'd he had So kind the Gods were after he was dead These words of Mercury made Priam glad And thus again he to him answered Yes yes 't is good to give the Gods their due A thing that Hector never did omit And therefore to him they this favour shew Although his Soul be in th' Infernal Pit But now t' Achilles Tent be you my Guide And at my hand this handsome Cup receive Again you try me Mercury repli'd I dare not tak 't without Achilles leave For of his anger in great fear I stand Without a Bribe I 'll with you go along To what place you think fit by Sea or Land Though 't were to Argos none shall do you wrong For sure so wretchedly I do not look But that a man may of me stand in fear Then up he leapt and in his hands he took The Whip and Reyns and serv'd as Charretier When they were come to th' Argive Ditch and Wall The Watch that placed was the Gate to keep Their Supper to provide were busie all And Mercury there laid them all asleep Took off the Bars the Gate wide open laid And in the Charret and the Waggon went With all the wealth for Hector to be paid And forward pass unto Achilles Tent Built for him by his Myrmidons and high With Fir-trees tall and cover'd over head To keep it out of danger from the Sky With the deep vesture of the flowry Mead And to it had a great Court pal'd about And in the Pale a high two-valved door For Chars and Waggons to go in and out And one great Bar of Fir-tree and no more So great that it requir'd three common men Upon the lofty Gate to set it on And three such men to take it off agen None but Achilles shut it could alone This Gate then Hermes open to him laid And with the Char and Waggon in he came Then leaping to the ground to Priam said Old Father I a God Immortal am Hermes and hither sent to be your Guide From Heav'n on purpose by my Father Jove But by Achilles I 'll not here be spi'd Gods must not shew to men such open love But go you to Achilles in and try What favour from him at his knees you 'll find And put him of his Son in memory And Father That will work upon his mind This said t' Olympus Hermes went his way Then to the ground leapt Priam from his Charre And going in he bad Idaeus stay And of the Mules and Horses have a care Achilles at his Supper now was set And waiting on him stood Automedon And Alimus the Table standing yet But sup'd he had and appetite had none His other friends at distance from him sat And Priam to them then came in unseen And kist the hands there of Achilles that Of many of his Sons the death had been As when a man that kill'd another has And to another Prince for safety flies Men at him stare so he amazed was When be saw Priam stand before his eyes The rest admir'd the comely man to see And both on him and one another look But Priam then upon Achilles knee Laid both his hands and thus unto him spoke Godlike Achilles take into your thought Your Father that an old man is as I And into trouble by his Neighbours brought And has no friend on whom he may rely Yet he has many Intervals of joy And thinking on his Son is comforted With hope to see him back return from Troy Undone am I for all my hopes are fled When th' Army of th' Achaeans landed here I by the Gods with fifty Sons was blest Whereof sixteen my Wife did to me bear And other women in my house the rest But in this War the most of them are lost And now by Mars reduced are to sew And Hector which of all I loved most Is lately O Achilles slain by you His body to redeem I hither come With pretious Gifts and fall before your knee That I may bury it in Ilium Upon your Father think and pity me Yet is my case more pitiful than his For what calamity can greater be Than th' hands that have my Children kill'd to kiss This said Achilles wept And from his knee With his the hands of Priam gently mov'd And then aloud they both lamented He For Peleus and Patroclus whom he lov'd And Priam for his own calamitie And through the house were heard to sigh and groan Achilles when his fit of tears was laid And eased was his heart came from his Throne And rais'd th' old man that on his knees yet staid And to him spake Alas old man said he You much have suffer'd and your pain I feel But how alone durst you to come to me That slew your Sons unless your heart be steel But come sit down In vain lamenting is The hurt that 's done tears cannot take away Since so 't is order'd by the Gods in bliss That men shall live in pain and they in joy Two Barrels in his Cellar Jove has still Of Gifts to be bestow'd on mortal Wights One full of Good the other full of Ill. And usually to mingle them delights For they that only ill receive from Jove Exposed always are to injurie And begging up and down the world shall rove And both by Gods and Men despised be So Peleus at the first receiv'd much good And did in wealth his Neighbours all surpass And with his Subjects in great honour stood And joyn'd in Wedlock to a Goddess was But after this the Ill unto him came To leave no Chi'd behind him to succeed But only me that so short lived am And from him live to vex you and your seed And you O Priam once were rich they say And all that was in Lesbos did injoy And over all the Hellespont did sway And that all Phrygia did you obey And with great store of Children blest you were But now you only fights and slaughter see And patiently you Hector's death
And them on Trenchers on the Table puts And Menelaus pointing to it sits And heartily invites them to fall to Eat now said he we shall have time enough When you have supp'd to ask you where and who Your Ancestors are not obscure I know Such Children are not got by wretched men And as he spake he took from his own Mess As much as both his hands could comprehend Of good Chine-beef and gave it to these Guests And then they laid their hands upon their meat But when their hunger and their thirst was gone Telemachus that near sat to his seat Whisper'd Pisistratus You Nestor's son Do you not mark the splendour in this house Of Brass Gold Amber Silver Ivory Such sure the house is of Olympius So many and so glorious things I see But Menelaus heard him Let said he No mortal man with Jupiter compare His house decays not nor goods wasted be What men compare with me I do not care For why my Goods I paid for very dear With pain and peril in my coming home And wandring up and down at Sea eight year Before I could into my Country come I was in Cyprus and Phoenicia Came to the Cydons and Erembians To Aegypt and to Ethiopia And to the fertile grounds o' th' Libyans Where ev'ry year the Sheep three times do breed And all the Lambs fall horned from the Dam. Nor master nor his man there stands in need Of Cheese or Milk or tender flesh of Lamb. While I my Goods amongst them wandring got I lost my Brother by his wife betrai'd And therefore in my riches glory not And all this to you have your Fathers said Absent I lost my house and much rich stuff Had I my fellows sav'd I led to Troy I 'd been content with the third part thereof So all to all I 've lâ—tâ—le cause of joy For all my friends at Troy lost griev'd was I And sometimes wept yet sometimes also not For quick of tears is the satiety But one there is when he is in my thought I neither food nor sleep desire to take For all the while we were besieging Troy None suffer'd so much for the Argives sake As did Ulysses nor so oft did pray And more perhaps he is to suffer yet Long stays he and whether alive or dead He be I can from no man notice get Nor from my sorrow be delivered Mean while as for a Son of life beref Laertes weeps So does Penelope Telemachus whom young Ulysses left Spends his best age in pain and misery This said Telemachus before his eyes Held up his Purple Robe the tears to hide Drawn from him by his Fathers Miseries And Menelaus when he that espi'd Consider'd whether best it were or no To tell him first what he had heard or seen About his Father or what he would know To let him ask But Helen then came in Like to Diana in great Majesty Adreste came in with her with a Chair Alcippe a soft Carpet layed nigh Her Basket brought in was by Phylâ— fair At Thebes in Aegypt it was given her By Polybus his wife Alcandre when King Mâ—nelaus travelling was there And Polybus gave to him Talents ten Of Gold and Lavers two of Silver sine And two three footed Caldrons of good Brass Then by Alâ—andre t' Helena Divine A silver brim guilt Basket given was With fine and curiously spun thred prest full With Distaff on it more thred yet to spin Ready invested with soft Purple Wool This was the Basket Phylo then brought in Then Helen sat and by her Husband old What thitherto had past I know said she King Menelaus now I them behold The Guests that are come to you who they be But shall I tell you what I think or no I 'll tell you true I never yet saw one So like another as thâ—s man is to Telemachus Ulysses onely Son Whom when with other Greeks to Ilium He went to fetch away this Monky me By bloody War he left a Child at home Then Menelaus spake Since you said he Have put it in my minde I think so too His eyes his feet his hands his head his hair Are like Ulysses his who I 'd tell you now What misery for me he suffer'd there But that it makes him weep and hide his eyes Then to Atrides said Pisistratus The truth to you O King I 'll not disguise This is Ulysses Son Telemachus But jealous of his Tongue and fearful is Before a man experienced and wise Lest he should say something at first amiss And lay his weakness open to your eyes Nâ—stor sent me along with him for guide Because he so much longed you to see And hear what of his Father was betide And by you holpen and instructed be Unhappy is the Child whose Father 's gone And this is now Telemachus his case For of Ulysses news he can hear none Who to defend him left none in his place How how then saâ—d Atrides I have here The Son of one that I esteemed most And for my sake suffer'd and did more there Than any other in the Argive Host To whom I meant had we come safely home To shew more kindness than to any one Of all the Greeks Assoon as we were come I had to Argos brought him and his Son Built them a City made both but one state And laid the Cities round about us waste And often there with one another sate And only death our Friendship had displac't But by the Gods these thoughts are rendred vain They have Ulysses from his Country kept This said they could fâ—om tears no more abstain Joves Daughter Argive Helena then wept And Menelaus and Telemachus Nor could Pisistratus his tears restrain But on his Brother thought Antilochus That by the fair Aurora's Son was slain And him remembring to Atrides spake Atrides oft have I heard Nestor tell As oft as we did of you mention make That you ' mongst men in wisdom do excel I pray you think not I take any pleasure To act at Supper-time the rites of mourning For that another time we shall have leisure Unless we look no more to see the Morning Not that I weeping for the dead condemn Or cutting off of hair It is a debt We owe to our dead friends And one of them My Brother is whom I cannot forget He was not of the Greeks the meanest man For swift he was of foot and bold in fight Which you than I much better witness can To kill his Foe in battle or in flight Dear friend Atrides answer'd you have said What might an older man have well beseemed To say and do and Nestor's stock bewray'd Whose wisdom is of all mens most esteemed 'T is easie to discern the race of one To whom a happy life the Gods shall grant As unto noble Nestor they have done Long life and Sons discreet and valiant Let 's put off for the present tales of sorrow And to our meat again our minds apply Bring water for our
Country to forget And with the people there resolv'd to stay Forgetting home for love of Lote But I Sent those that quickly fetched them away By force and under hatches did them tie The rest I bad unto their Ships to haste Lest eating Lote they should return no more Aboard they quickly come and each one plac'r In order beats the grey Sea with his Oar. Then to the Land of Cyclopses we row Men proud and lawless that relie for food Upon the Sky and neither plant nor plow Yet have they Barley Wheat Wine very good Unplow'd unsown fetch'd up by show'rs of Rain They have no Courts of Councel nor of Right On huge high Hills themselves they entertain And in their rocky bellies pass the night Each man gives Law to his own Wife and Brood Nor do they much for one another care Before the Port an Isle lies clad with wood Not very near nor from it very far VVild Goats in great abundance were therein Because there dwelt no men that might them kill Nor wretched Hunters ever enter in To tire themselvs running from Hill to Hill For the good Ship with the Vermilion Cheeks The Cyclopses have not nor Art to make All that is needful for a man that seeks Trade and to pass the Seas must undertake The Island else they quickly might adorn The Land is good to th' Sea sweet Meadows lie And plentifully would yield VVine and Corn If it were helped with good Husbandry Anchors and Cables in the Port needs none Nor any Rope to tie the Ship to Land And when the Master thinks fit to be gone VVith the first VVinde they take the Oar in hand VVithin the entrance riseth a sweet Spring From out a Cave shaded with Poplars tall Thither to shore our Ships we safely bring Some God was Guide Nothing we saw at all Dark night it was and nothing to â—e seen The Air about us thick and from the Sky The Moon could not shine through the Clouds between Nor Waves nor Isle appear'd to any eye Then took we in our Sails and went to Land And waited for the coming of the day And in the mean time slumbred on the Sand. But when we saw appear the morning gay Admiring th' Isle we walked to aâ—d fro Whilst the Nymphs sprung from Jove Aegiochus Refreshment on my Souldâ—ers to bestow Down from the Mountain brought the Goats to us And presently from out our Ships we take Our Bowes and Arrows keen and came away And of our Company three Troops we make Then shooting soon we had a lovely prey Our Ships were twelve to whâ—ch â—hey equally Divide the Spoil for every ship had nine Save onely mine had ten Then merrily All day we fit and feast on Flesh and Wine For we had Wire enough as yet unspent Of that we got and brought away with us Which ev'ry man had in o Budgets pent Then when we took the Tâ—wn of Ismarus Close by we saw the Land of Cyclopses And smoak heard the voice â—'th'men Sheep And Goats 'T was night and on the Sand o'th'Sea Our selves till morning we refresht with sleep But when the rosie morning'gan t' appear My Fellows I together call'd and spake You my Companions by the Ships stay here I with my Ship and Crew will undertake A trial of this people wheâ—her wâ—lde And proud and in olent their Nature be Or whether they be men of nature milde Godly and loving hospitality This said I went aboard and bad my Crew Imbark themselves Aboard they quickly come And futing each man in his order due With stroak of Oar they made the grey Sea foam Arriv'd we of a Cavern saw the door Both high and wide and sheep and goats there lay Abundance sleeping It was shaded o're With boughs that downward grew of Lawrel gay Before it was a Court well fenc'd with stone And lusty Oaks and many a Pine-tree high I' th' Cave a Giant lodg'd who us'd alone His sheep to feed no other Cyclops nigh It was a huge and ugly Monster and Lookt not unlike a rocky Mountains head That does ' mongst other hills asunder stand With a great Perriwig of Trees o'rspread Then bad I my Companions to stay And guard the Ship save that by lot a dozen I took of them along with me and they By chance were the same men I would have chosen With me I took a Goatskin full of Wine Pleasant and strong by Maron given me Evanthes Son Priest to Phoebus Divine At Ismarus to save his Family Fearing the God in whose Grove he did live For which sev'n Talents of pure beaten Gold And a large Silver Bowl he did me give Freely besides twelve Budgets of Wine old Pure pleasant precious drink it was which none Knew of besides himself his Wife and Maid Of the Men-servants that he kept not one Which when he drank he usually allaid With water pure full twenty times as much And when a man so temper'd had his Cup Yet still the fragrant smell thereof was such He hardly could forbear to drink it up This Goatskin I took with me in a Case Expecting of some great and gastly man That knew nor Law nor Right to see the face And landing quickly to the Den we ran We entred in but did not finde him there But gaze we did at ev'ry thing with wonder Shelves full of Cheese as much as they could bear Pens full of Sheep and Goats each sort asunder Old younger young'st all Vessels to the brim Pans Trays and Milking-Pales were full of Whey My men desir'd me not to stay for him But make what haste I could to get away And take some of his Cheeses from the shelves And Sheep from out the Pens and then to go And setting up our Sails to save our selves But I would not though ' thad been better so But I dâ—fir'd to see the man and try If from him some good gift I might obtain But they with fear were ready for to die And could not think upon him but with pain Then kindled we a fire and kill'd and fed On Flesh and Cheese and for his coming staid He came and a great burthen carried Of wither'd Boughs which at the door he laid His Supper with this Wood he meant to dress And threw it down with such a hideus noise As frighted us to th'innermost recess O' th' Cave there lay we and supprest our voice Into the Cave he comes he and his Flock All that was milch the Males he leâ—t without Rams and He-goats and the Door with a Rock Stops up which two twenty Caâ—ts scarce mought Bear above ground and then to milking fell But first he sets unto each Ewe her Lamb In order due to see them suckled well And each young Goat he puts under her Dam. Half of the Milk he turn'd to Ourds and put Them into Wicker-Baskets to set up The other half he into Tankards put For drink to serve him when he was to sup When he had ended
all his business He made a fire and thereby spâ—'d us out What are you says he whence d' ye cross the Seas Is it on business or d' ye rove about As Pyrats waâ—k at Sea to and aâ—en And are content to set their lives at stake So they may mischief do to other men Our hearts dismaid before this language brake We fear'd his hollow voice and body great But yet I made him answer and said thus We are Achaeans making our retreat Homewards from Troy but winds have forced us Upon this Coast for Jove would have it so We are a part of Agamemnon's Bands Whose glory for his sacking Troy is now Renown'd both far and wide throughout all Lands And now our selves we prostrate at your feet Hoping for some good thing as Visitants Such as all men have commonly thought meet Or for the Gods-sake as to Suppliants As Suppliants we before you here do lie With whom and Strangers Jove still goes along He is the God of Hospitality To punish whosoever does them wrong Thus I. But he replied with fell intent Stranger thou art a fool or com'st from far That counsel'st me to fear the punishment Of Jove or for the blessed Gods to care The Cyclopses care not at all for Jove Aegiochus or any other Gods For why we stronger are than those above And if we strength compare we have the odds No no. 'T is not the fear of Jupiter Can me from thee or these with thee restrain Unless I please But tell me truely where The Ship that brought you rides and do not saâ—n This was to sound me But I saw his mind And a deceitful answer did intend My Ship was wreckt by Neptune and by wind Thrown ' gainst the rocks aâ— the lands furthest end Where all besides my self and these were drown'd To this he answer'd nothing nor said more But snatching up a couple from â—he ground Knocks out their Brains like Whelps against the floor Then outs them into joynts and on them fed Nor did he flesh or bone or entrails leave Like hungry Lion on the Mountains bred Then weep we and to Jove our hands up heave To see such work and have no remedy When he with humane flesh his Belly deep Had fill'd and drunk the mâ—lk that stood him by He laid himself along amongst his sheep And slept And then I saw I might hâ—m slay 'T was but to draw my good Sword from my side And gently on his breast my hand to lay And to the hilts the Sword in 's body hide Upon new thoughts that purpose I gave o're For certainly it had destroy'd us quite So great the stone was that lay on the door That to remove it was past all our might So there we sighing staid for day and when The Rosie-finger'd Morning did appear He made a fire and milkt his flock agen And the young Kids and Lambs new suckled were When all his work was at an end and past Two more of my Companions he takes And on those two he quickly breaks his fast And for his Flock the way he open makes For easily he took the stone away And then again with no less ease he did Set up the same and in its right place lay Than of a Quiver one would do the Lid. His flock with noise he drives up to the Hills And in the Den leaves us to meditate How to revenge with Phoebus help our ills At last within my breast this counsel sate Near one o' th' Pens there lay an Olive-Tree Straight and the boughs cut off which when 't was dri'd Designed was a Walking staff to be Of the great Cyclops which when we esp'd Of some good Ship we thought might be the Mast Or of a Bark of twenty Oars or more That Neptune's rugged waters might have past With a great burthen safe from shore to shore Of this a fathom I cut off and gave it To my Companions to taper it They smooth'd and taper'd it as I would have it I sharpned it at point as I thought fit Then in the fire the same I hardned well And laid it by with Dung all cover'd o're Which in the Cave from so much Cattle sell For Sheep Goats there always were good store From all my Company who did not fear To help me thrust this Bar into his eye I took out four by lot and such they were As I my self did wish the fifth was I. At Ev'ning he returneth with his sheep Into the hollow Cave he brings them all Without he neither sheep nor goat did keep By Presage or upon some Heav'nly Call Then with the stone the Caves mouth up he dams And milks his She-goats and his Ews each one And suckles all his young Kids and his Lambs But after he his work had fully done Another couple of my men he took Then having in my hand an Ivie Kan Of good black Wine I thus unto him spoke Cyclops since you have eaten flesh of man Here drink this good black Wine upon 't and see What excellent good drink we had aboard Whereof I 've hither brought a taste to thee Hoping you will some kindness me afford And some assistance in our Voyage home But so intolerably furious You are that no man will dare near you come Knowing how cruel you have been to us When I had said the good Wine he drank up And was extremely pleased with the same And straightway calling for another Cup Tell me quoth he right now what is thy name And I will give thee that shall please thy heart We Cyclopses have Vines that yield good Wine Which from the Earth by Rain from Heaven start But this some branch of Nectar is divine When he had said I gave him Wine again Three times I fill'd the Kan and he as oft Drank't off But when it came up to his brain Then spake I to him gentle words and soft Cyelops since you my name desire to know I 'll tell it you and on your word rely My name it Noman all men call me so My Father Mother and my Company To which he soon and sadly made reply Noman I 'll eat you last none shall out live you Of all that here are of your Company And that 's the gift I promised to give you And having said he laid himself along With bended neck sleeping and vomiting Gobbets of Humane Flesh and Wine among All he before had eaten uttering The Bar with Embers then I covered Till green as 't was with heat I made it shine And with few words my men encouraged Left any should have shrunk from the designe The Bar now hot and ready to flame out And though green wood yet glowing mightily To him my Fellows carried now stour And set the point thereof upon his eye But I my self erecting with my hand Twirled the Bar about with motion nimble As Joyners with a string below do stand To give a piercing motion with a wimble So whilst the Brand was entring I it
which on the Sand there-right I made a Sacrifice to mighty Jove But in my Off'rings he took no delight And was contriving how to make away My Ship and Fellows and destroy them quite There on the shore we sat and spent the day With Flesh and VVine from moâ—ning unto night All night we slept upon the shore and when The morning had again the day restor'd I presently commanded all my men To loose the Ropes and put themselves aboard Aboard they go and beat the Sea with Oars All for their Fellows which were eaten sad And forward to the Main we take our course For that we had our selves escaped glad LIB X. AT th'floting Isle Aeolia we landed VVhere Aeolus the Son of Hippotas Beloved of th' Immortal Gods commanded His House was walled all about with Brass Th'ascent unto it was all one smooth stone Twelve were his Children six sons and their wives In Wedlock he had joyn'd them one to one And with him in his house they led their lives And made good chear all day the house they make To ring with mirth and smoke with boil'd roast At night their loyal Wives to Beds they take Richly set out with Coverings of great cost A month he entertain'd me with delight Askt me of Troy and th' Argive Fleet and how The Greeks got home And him I answer'd right To ev'ry thing as far as I did know And when I left his house he was content T' assist me friendly in my Voyage back With a West wind and all Winds else he pent Into a tough and strong Neats-leather sack For Jove had made him Master of the Winds To hold their breath or blow as he thought fit And with a Silver string the Sack he binds No VVind could stir but as I order'd it But all this did no good for want of Wit Nine days we sail'd fore-right and came so near To th'Ocast of Ithaca that we could see 't By th'light of Beacons that were fired there But then with weariness I fell asleep For I had â—e'r till now the Helm let go Nor suffer'd any else my place to keep I long'd to see my Native Country so Mean while my Fellows to discourse begin Thinking much Gold and Sâ—lver was â—'th ' Sack By Aeolus Hippodates put in Which now to Ithaca I carri'd back And Oh did one unto another say How much this man is lov'd where e'r he comâ—s He brings from Troy a great share of the prey Though we go empty handed to our homes Now Aeolus has giv'n him God knows what Come quickly let us while we think upon 't And sleeping he upon the Deck lies flat Undo the Sack and see how much there 's on 't This wretched Counsel taken by the Crew The Budget they undid to see my store And then at once the furious Winds out-flew And whistling snatcht our Shâ—p away from shore My Fellows wept I studi'd which was best To fall into the Sea and end my pain Or patiently to live among the rest I chose to live as better of the twain And hood-winkt laid me down i' th' Ship At last We found our selves upon th' Aeolian shore On which th' unruly Winds our Ship had cast Just at the place where we set forth before And there we landed and short Supper made With my Companions on the rocky shore I one man with me and a Herald take And went up to the Porch before the Door Of th'Hall where Aeolus sat banqueting Amongst his Sons and Daughters They admir'd What Wind said they did you now hither bring We furnisht you for what place you desir'd Some Devil crost you Softly I repli'd Of our misfortune other cause was none But my mens folly who the Bag unti'd The whilst I slept you can repair whâ—t's done Their Father answer'd at another rate Hence Rascal hated of the Gods above I entertain none whom the Gods do hate Away I say thâ— Gods thee do not love Thus sighing we were sent away And though We were already tired with the Oar To Sea we put and forward still we row Six days and nights entire ne'r giving o're Upon the seventh day we landed near To Lestrigonia the Royal Seat Of Lamus and his Race The Herds-men there When from the field they bring their Sheep or neat Hollow to those at home then they a-field Their Cattle drive To one of little sleep The site o'â—h ' place doth double wages yield By â—ending one day Cows another Sheep For it is sâ—ated just ' twixt day and night Into the soâ—t we came the which within On each side was beset with Rocks upright Whereof two made it narâ—ow coming in My Fellow with their Ships were in the Port Near to the City For the Sea was still And not a Winde stirring of any sort But I kept mine without suspecting ill And with a Rope had ti'd it to the Rocks â—hâ—n up a Hill I went to look about But could no signe espy of Man or Ox. Then down I came again and straight sent out T' enquire what kinde of people lived there A Herald then and two â—â—en more I sent Who as they going on the High-way were That from the woody Hill to th' City went Met with the Daughter of Antiphates That was of Lestrigonians the King She had fetcht water from Aâ—tacies Artacies the name was of a Spring They askt her of the King and of the People Her Fathers house she shews They thither hie And finde the Queen there looking like a Steeple And straight abhor'd her as a Prodigie Then she her Husband from the Market-place Calls home who straight intended to dispatch 'em And la'd his hands on one but in that space The rest escap'd by flâ—ght he could not catch'em But then he raised with a mighty shout The Town and Countrey who in numbers great Liker to Giants than to Men came out And with huge stones of a mans weight they beat My Men and Ships A woful noise and wild I heard of dying men and tearing planks VVhen they had slain my men they them enfil'd And carri'd them like Fishes hung in ranks VVhile they did this I had no other hope To save my self but quickly with my Sword My Ship being ti'd to th'Rocks to out the Rope And make what haste I could to get aboard My Crew into the Ship leapt all at once And row'd for life till they got sat enough From land to stand in â—ear of throwing stones And glad they had escaped onwards row The rest both Ships and Men all perished Next at Aeea Isle ashore we run VVhere the wise Goddess Circ ' inhabited Aeetes Sister Daughter of the Sun And Perse Daughter of Oceanus There in a good â—afe Harbour quietly VVe rest our selves Some God conducted us There full of grief two days and nights we lie Soon as the Morn had shewn us the third day VVith Spear in hand and Sword girt at my thigh Up to a Mountains top I took my way Some word
Pierceth the Clouds and reaches to the Sky In Winter and in Summer's covered And wrapped up in Mists perpetually Nor could a mortal man climb up unto 't Although he were indu'd with twenty hands And with as many nimble feet to boot So smooth it is and so upright it stands â—th midst o' th' Rock you 'll see a Cavern dark That looketh Westward That way you must row The mouth o' th' Cave is more above your Bark Than th'youngest man can shoot to with a Bowe There 't is that Scylla dwells and barks her voice Like to a Lions whelps voice is but she A mighty Monster is 't would not rejoyce A God much less a man her shape to see Twelve feet she has in all and ugly ones Six huge long necks and to each neck a head And in each head for teeth sh' has rows of bones And every row of them envenomed Half of her body in the Cave she hides But all her Heads she putteth out and watches For Dog-fish Dolphins and what Fish besides The Sea affordâ— Whales she sometimes catches Ne're did bold Saâ—ler boast that pass'd that way That he had scaped safely by her Den Or that a mouth of hers did want its prey But from him snatch'd away some of his men The Rock that 's opposite is not so high But there the passage is exceeding narrow For you Ulysses if you please to try From side to side can eas'ly shoot an arrow Out of this Rock grows a great Sycamore Under the which Charybdis hidden lies And suddenly the water does devour And suddenly again she makes it rise Thrice in a day the water rises high And thrice a day again the same doth fall But when it talls take heed you be not nigh Keep Scylla side better lose six than all When she had made an end Goddess said I Tell me I pray you when I have goâ—t free From th' evil which Charybdis means me why On Scylla I may not avenged be Fie fie quoth she are you at fighting â—till Dare you against the Gods oppose your might For Scylla is an everlasting ill Row on apace and save your selves by flight ' Gainst such a Monster remedy there 's none But row as fast as e're you can away For if you stay to put your Armour on She 'll stoop again and take another prey Row swiftly on and to Cratais cry That in her Belly the foul Monster bore And she will keep her in as you go by That she shall not assault you any more Next at Torinacia-Isle you shall arrive Where feed the Suns broad-horned Kine Sheep Sev'n Herds there be in each one ten times five As many Flocks which Sol's two Daughters keep Phaetiâ—sa and Lampetio Divine Their Mother was Neaera that did bear And bring them up and to them did assigne The keeping of their Fathers Cattle there These if you suffer quietly to feed You shall get home again though with some pain But if you hurt them know it is decreed Your Ship and Men shall perish in the Main And though your seâ—f you save your Ship you 'll loose And Mates and in your passage finde delay This said the Rosie-finger'd Morning rose And Circe up the Island went her way But I went to my Ship and call'd my Crew To come aboard Aboard they quickly come And sitting each man in his order due VVith stroak of oars they make the grey Sea foam The Goddess Circe also was so kind As when we were gone off and Sails had spread To fill them wâ—th a favourable wind So sate we while the Steers-man governed Then to my Mates with heavy heart I spake Not one or two of you alone must hear What Circe said but aâ—l that you may take Your own advice since 't is a common fear You must not hear the Sirens melody But row with all you might till we be past To me alone she gives that liberty But so as first you binde me to the Mast Binde me you must upright both hand and foot And so as I may not the knot unknit And if I wink upon you to undo 't Then take more Cord and binde me faster yet Whilst I my Fellows thus informing stood The Island of the Sirens came in sight For nimble was our ship and the winde good But suddenly we were becalmed quite Some Daemon sure had laid the Waves asleep Then took we in our Sails and laid them by And with our Oars in hand provokt-the Deep And in a milky path we forward ply Then from a Ball of Wax I pinch a bit Chafe it and into th' ears of one it put And so to all in order as they sit Which soon was done the weather being hot Then streight they rise and binde me to the Mast At th' arms and feet the knot behind they tie And then upon their seats themselves they plac'd And row'd till to the Island we were nigh When to the Island we were come so nigh As that a man that hollows may be heard The Sirens knowing when we should come by Had tun'd themselves and had their Song prepar'd Come come much prais'd Ulysses come away The brightest glory of the Greeks come near No mortal man did ever come this way That did not to our Musick lend an ear Delight they sound and wisdom carried hence Sâ—ay stay your good black shâ—p forbear a while To beat the Sea please and inform your seâ—se Come disimbark your selves upon our Isle We know what feats of Arms were done at Troy Between the Greeks and Trojans all along We know what 's done on th' whole earth every day Come come a land and listen to our Song And this they sung with so much harmony And sweetness in their voices that I fain Would have recovered my liberty And to them winkt to be set loose again But 't would not be My Mates regard my words And not my winks and sit still at the Oar. Eurylochus and Perimede bring Cords And binde me harder than they did before When we had left the Sirens at our backs So far as not to hear them any more My fellows from their ears pull out the Wax And me unto my liberty restore We had not sailed far when there appearâ—d An angry Sea before us all in smoke And thumping of the mighâ—y Waves we heard Upon the stubborn Rocks at every stroke Besides the Sea so mighty loud did roar As with one dismal Hum it fill'd the Ear And made my Mates each one let fall his Oar So much their Senses were benum'd with fear Still stood the Bark Then I among them go With gentle words new courage to convey Into their failing hearts to make them row And passing by to every one I say My Friends we all have many dangers past And greater much than what we now do fear Remember how from Polyphemus vast By my good conduct we deliver'd were I do not doubt but you remember it My counsel therefore also now obey Row
close along the shore the Gods may yet Deliver us but by no other way But you that have the guiding of the Ship Steers-man to you I speak mark what I say Steer her without the Smoke for if she slip Aside though little we are cast away This said my Fellows speedily obey'd Of th'Monster Scylla not a word I told Lest they should throw away their Oars dismaid And for their shelter run into the Hold. But Circe's counsel I had quite forgot I arm'd my self and took into my hand Two Spears though she expresly had said not And looking upwards at the head I stand But she appeared not I look'd so high And long upon the hideous Rock my sight Began to fail and now we were close by That dismal streight which doth us all affright Here Scylla stands and the Charybdis dire Lies vomiting the Sea which sings and dances Like water in a Kettle o're the fire And vapours to the highest Rocks advances But when the Sea it sucketh in again It sounds like thunder in the hollow stone And we could see the bottom very plain Sandy it was and black to look upon Whilst we our eyes upon Charybdis fix And stand amazed at the horrid sight Suddenly Scylla stoopt and snatch'd up fix Of the best men I had to row oâ— fight I from the Ship that never stir'd my eye Soon saw their sprauling arms and legs i' th' air And heard them lamentably to me cry And name me in their uttermost despair As Fishers in a Horn mix fraud and food And from the Bank at th' end of a long Wand To catch the Fry cast it into the Flood Then pluck them up and throw them on the land So lifted were my Mates Of my mishaps This was the saddest I did ever see When she my men cham'd in her ugly Chaps Roaring and holding out their hands to me From Scylla we unto the Island row Where feeding were Sol's sacred Sheep and Kine Before we landed I could hear them low Which brought into my minde the Prophesie Of old Tiresias the Theban Bard That counsel'd me this Island for to shun Of Circe also I like counsel heard And not to land i' th' Island of the Sun Then speaking to my Fellows Friends said I This Island sacred is to Sol this place Tiresias and Circe both bid fly And not to disimbark in any case For if we do for certain they declare The greatest mischief that e're men befel Therefore keep out to Seaward and beware Of landing here and then we shal be well But then Eurylochus to me began You have Ulysses a hard heart quoth he There is no labour but you bear it can Your limbs of stubborn steel composed be But you consider not your Mates are tiâ—'d With their continual tugging at the Oar And that refreshment is and sleep requiâ—'d Which is not to be had but on the shore But you would have us wander in the night When in the night the greatest winds arise The bane of ships and when depriv'd of light To save our selves we can no way devise What if great winds should blow from South or West Which often happens though their King not know Or not consent Therefore I think it best To night to sup ashore to morrow row So said Eurylochus and was commended By all my Mates and presently I knew One Daemon or another had intended To ruine me together with my Crew Then said I to Eurylochus 'T were vain To strive against â—o many men alone But you shall take an Oath that you'â—l abstain From hurting of the Cattle of the Sun Of Cirâ—e's meat there 's lest us yet good store This said they took the Oath which having done They put into the Harbour and ashore They Sup. And when their hunger now was gone Their Mates remembring that in th' hollow Rock By th' monster Scylla were devour'd they weep And wall and with their hands they knock Their breasts and in that posture fell asleep The Stars had climb'd a third part of the Sky When with a Whirl-winde Jove together fetcht The Clouds from ev'ry patt and suddenly On Sea and Land a dismal night was stretcht And when the Rosie-finger'd Morning came Our Ship we to a hollow Cave advance Wherein the Sea-Nymphs Seats and Couches have And where they are accustomed to dance Thither I call'd my Mates and said again Friends we have meat and drink aboard be wise And from the Herds and Flocks of Sol abstain Who heareth all we say and all espies To this did my Companions all assent But for a month there blow no other wind Than South and East so that we there were pent I'th'Island longer than we had design'd My Mates whilst they had bread and meat aboard Forbore to meddle with the Sacred Kine And fetch'd in what the Island did afford Of Fish and Fowl to have wherewith to dine Up I into the Island went aside The Conduct of th'Immor al Gods t'implore That some of them 't would please to be my Guide And me unto my Countrey to restore And in a place defended from the wind I wash'd my hands and then with tears and sight Before the Gods I poured out my minde And they a sweet sleep poured on my eyes Mean time Eurylochus bad counsel gives To his Companions All deaths quoth he Are hateful to what thing soever lives But death by hunger is the worst can be Let 's kill some of the fattest of these Cows And sacrifice unto the Gods on high And to appease the Sun let 's all make Vowâ— To build a Temple to his Deity Enrich'd with Gifts If not content with this For a sew Cows displeas'd he seek our death For once to gape and die far better 't is Than strive with hunger till we lose our breath This said my Fellows all his counsel take And chase Sol's sacred Herds that graz'd hard by And then for recompence their Vows they make To build a Temple to his Deity But when they made their Vows Chaplets they wear Of tender leaves pluckt from the spreading Oak VVhite Barley they had none the which men bear VVhen in their danger they the Gods invoke After the vow perform'd the Kine they slay And take their Thighs and cover them with fat And one of them upon the other lay To burn upon the Altar After that Their Offering of Drink they pour'd upon The Altar as the Sacrifice they barn It ought t' have been of VVine but having none They pour'd on water fair which serv'd the turn When th' Entrails by my Fellows eaten were And fire consumed had the Sacrifice The rest they roast on Spits and made good chear Just then it was that sleep forsook my eyes And back again I walk'd down towâ—rds the shore But coming near perceiv'd the vapour rise Of roasted meat Then to the Gods I rore You give me sleep and take away my life So strange a thing my Mates the while have done Swiftly Lampetio to Heav'n flies
secret When you mean to go away Then send a privy Messenger to me For all the Go'd I can lay hand upon I 'll bring and somewhâ—t else Boat-hire to pay For I the charge have of my Masâ—ers Son Much profit he will yield if brought away Playing without I 'll take him by the hand And lead him to the Ship Much worth he 'll be Transported into whatsoever Land And home again this said returned she A year it was before these Merchants went Mean while they buâ— and lade the Ship And when They had their fraught straightway a man they sent To bid the Maid make haste away And then A man unto my Fathers house they sent A crasty Merchant with a Chain of Gold And shining Aâ—ber on which were intent My Mother and her Maids They much behold And take into their hands and for it bid Mean while the man a noâ— gave with his head The woman quickly understand him did And by the hand me out a door she led Aboard went he The woman lookt about Saw standing on the Tables many a Cup Lest by my Father and his Guests gone out And presently she three of them took up Out went she leading me that simple was The Sun went down and dusky was the Way And to the Ship we unpursued pass To th'Haven where the Merchants Vessel lay And then go they and with them we aboard And sail'd before the Wind six days and nights And to us Jove a fair gale did afford Diana on the sev'nth the woman smites And suddenly into the Sink she fell And her they throw into the Sea for cheaâ— To fishes But the rest arrived well At Ithaca Laextes bought me there You see now how I hither came Then said Ulysses Truly you have past much woe But Jove in part your sorrows hath allaâ—'d That in a good mans house at ease are now That gives you meat and drink with a good will With him you live a happy life But I Have longer wandring been and must be still Thus 'twixt themselves did they say and reply Then went to sleep The night was almost past And with the Morn Telemachus was night Quickly his Mates take down the Sails and Mast And row the Ship to land and there her tie Then on the Beach they quickly break their fast And with fresh water temper their old Wine And when desire of Meat and Drink was past I 'll said Telemachus go to my Swine But to the City will return at night Next Morn I 'll feast you with good flesh and wine Your labour in my Passage to requite And then said Theoclymenus divine What will you do mean while I pray with me Unto your Mothers house must I go too Or to some other man commended be Then answered Telemachus No no. To bring you to my house in vain it were My Mother in my absence you 'll not see She seldome to the Suiters doth appear At top o' th' house at work still sitteth she But I will recommend you to another In Ithaca of best repute his name Eurylochus and best he loves my Mother And what my Father did would do the same But folded up it lies ye in Jove's lap Whether he first shall marri'd be or dead As he this said there did a Faulcon hap Apollo's Bird to fly above his head Dexter and in his Pounces held a Dove And as he plumed her the feathers fell Scatter'd as they descended from above Which Theâ—clymenus observed well Betwixt Telemachus and the Ships side And to Telemachus said secretly This from the Gods is and doth good betide Both to your self and your Posterity I knew that it portended at first sight No family but yours was here to reign O said Telemachus that that were right Such Love such Gifts you then should from me gain As men that saw you should your fortune bless Pyraeus then his friend was standing by To him he then his Stranger did address You are my best friend of the company Unto your care this Stranger I commend To be well treated till I come again Though long you stay said he I do intend The best I can your friend to entertain And with some Gift Then to the ship he goes He and his Mates They on their Benches sit Telenachus then putteth on his shooes And takes a Spear that for his hand was fit The Ship about they to the City row Telemachus pursuing his designe On foot unto Eumaeus forth did go His faithful Servant Master of the Swine LIB XVI EUmaeus and Ulysses risen were And men for Dinner sent out to fetch Hogs And fire was made Ulysses chanc'd to hear One tread without and whining of the Dogs That barked not And to Eumaeus said Some one of your acquaintance now comes in I hear his feet The Dogs are well appai'd These words scarce said Telemachus was seen Eumaeus who then temp'ring was of Wine Le ts fall his Cups and meets him at the door Kisses his head and hands and both his eyne And presently with tears his eyes run o're As when a loving Father sees his Son That had been ten years absent and for whom He had lamented long come home alone So glad was he Telemachus was come And hug'd him as one that had scap't but than From death and weeping said O are you come I never thought to see you more sweet man Since first I knew to Pyle you went from home But come come in dear heart that I may fill My self with looking you 're not oft among Your Herdsmen in the field but almost still I' th' City in the Suiters dismal throng Yes said Telemachus for why I come To see you and to ask about my Mother Whether she still remaining be at home Oâ— gone be with a Suiter one or other Leaving her Husbands Chamber and his Bed With Cobwebs hung for want of Furniture No she yet stays Eumaeus answered And great the grief is which she doth endure And day and night the tears fall from her eyes Telemachus went in His Father there To give him place did from his Chair arise Sit still said he I 'll find a Seat elsewhere In my own house This man will one provide This said he past unto another Seat To which Eumaeus a Wool-sell appli'd With Rushes under it Then brought in meat Trenchers of meat reasted the day before And in a Basket sets on bread of Wheat And in an Ivy-Tankard Wine good store And o're against Ulysses takes his seat Then on the meat prepar'd their hands they laid When Thirst and Hunger nothing more requir'd Telemachus unto Eumaeus said And thus about his new-come Guest enquir'd Father said he I pray you tell me now His own his Fathers and his Countries name And farther I desire you let me know Where are the Maâ—iners that with him came Unto this place And tell me this likewise Where rideth the good Ship that brought him to 't For verily I can no way devise How he should come
on Horsback or on Foot To this Eumaeus answered agen He says himself that he was born in Creet And seen the Cities has of many men Wandring about For Jove so thought it meet Thesprotian Rats got him aboard their Ship And forced were in Ithaca to land There he sound means to give them all the slip So came to mine and from mine to your hand Ig've him you as you think best to use To this again Telemachus replâ—es That which you say Eumaeus is bad news How to receive him I cannot devise I am too young to save him with my hands If injury be done him by the Wooers And at this time my Mother doubtâ—ul stands Whether to stay within my Fathers doors And with the people her good name maintain Or with that Suiter wed and go away That to her shall afford the greatest gain But since the Stranger at your house doth stay I 'll give him Garments a good Coat and Vest A Spear in 's hand and good Shoes to his feet And him convey to what place he thinks best Or if to keep him here you think it meet I 'll hither for him Garments send and food That he no charge be to your Family To set him with the Suiters 't is not good For me nor him they so unruly be He 'll be derided there and I shall grieve But ' gainst so many men what can be done The strength of one man cannot him relieve Ulysses then made answer to his Son O Friend said he it bites my heart to hear What of the Suiters in your house you say Haw ' gainst your mind they proudly domineer Is it because you willingly give way Or that your people by Divinity Adverse are to you or your Government Or are your Kindred that should stand you by In Quarrel and in Battle discontent O were I young and of the mind I am Or that I were the Great Ulysses Son Or he himself and wandring hither came I 'd have my head cut off by any one If I were not reveng'd upon them all And though they were too hard for me alone I 'd rather in my own house fighting fall Than daily see such ugly things there done Strangers abus'd Maids tous'd ill favourdly And Corn and Wine consumed without end And to no purpose foolishly For why They never shall arrive where they intend Then said Telemachus No word o' th' Gods Hath me deprived of the peoples love Nor any Brother is with me at odds Nor any other cause I know but Jove How many Lords within these Isles do sway Same Dulichium Ithaca and Zant So many Suiters duely every day For Marriage with my Mother my house haunt Whilst she can none put off and will none marry They spend my Corn and Wine and Cattle kill And eating here and drinking still they tarry And me perhaps at last they murther will But what they shall do none but God can tell But Father go you to Penelope And let her know I am arrived well And let no other person know but she And after you have told her tarry not Make haste At your return I shall be here For many are they that my death do plot True said Eumaeus but not ill it were To let Laertes know it by the way Who when his grief but for Ulysses was Did oversee his Workmen all the day But since by Sea to Pylus you did pass He neither oversees his Husbandry Nor eats his meat as still he did before But groaning and lamenting wofully Liveth Telemachus did thus reply The case is hard But grieved though he be Let him alone go not out of your way For first I wish my Father here to see If in my choice to have my wishes lay But pray my Mother thither send a Maid To tell Laertes secretly the news When to him thus Telemachus had said Eumaeus on his â—eet ti'd on his shooes Ulysses and his Son now left alone Came Pallas to them At the door she stood But by Telemachus she was not known God are not known but by whom they think good Ulysses knew her Faâ—r she was and tall And of a grave wise Matâ—on had the look And by the Dogs perceiv'd was For they all Whining and errifi'd the place forsook A signe t' Ulysses she made with her brow Then he went forth and she unto him spake Son of Laertes wise Ulysses now Your Son with your designe acquainted make And when you have the Suiters fate contrived Go to the City both 'T will not be long Before I at your Combat be arrived And give you my assistance in the throng Then stroakt him over with a wand of Gold And presently his Rags were Cloak and Coat His Cheeks were plump His Beard black to behold To which his goodly Locks unlike were not This done the Goddess mounted to the Skies Ulysses to the house again retir'd But from him then his Son turn'd off his eyes So much this alteration he admir'd He thought it was some God and to him said You are some God descended from the Sky Your colour 's better better you arraid Save us Our Gifts shall on your Altar lie And then Ulysses said God I am none What ail you with the Gods me to compare For I your Father am whom you bemoan And for whom you have had such pain and care And then embrac'd and kiss'd his Son and wept So that the ground he stood upon was wet Though hitherto his eyes he dry had kept But by his Son believ'd he was not vet You 're not says he my Father but some Spright That flatters me into more misery Of mortal men there 's none that has the might To do such things without a Deity A God indeed can mans decay redeem You were but now an old man ill arraid And now like one new come from Heaven seem To this Ulysses answered and said Telemachus be not amaz'd too much Other Ulysses you shall never see I am the man although my luck be such As after twenty year not known to be The change you see was by Athena wrought That made me what she list for she can do 't A Beggar old or Youth in a fine Coat And handsome Cloak and other Garments to 't For easie 't is for Gods on mortal men To lay on glory and the same displace This said Ulysses sat him down And then Telemachus his Father did embrace And then they both together wept and sob'd As Eagles or as Vultures when they see Their Nests by Country-people spoil'd and rob'd And young ones kill'd before they fledged be So wept these two and weeping there had staid Perhaps until the closing of the day But that Telemachus t' Ulysses said Father how came you t' Ithaca I pray Where are the Seamen that set you ashore For sure I am you could not come by land In a good Ship said he I was brought o're From th' Isle Phaeacia and left o' th' Sand. That people Strangers all
Royal Blood But let us first of Jove enquire the will If he command I 'll doâ—t and say 't is good If he forbid I wish you to desist So said Amphinomus and 't was thought fit And presently the Council was dismist And then into the house they go and sit And now Penelope resolv'd t' appear Before her Suâ—ters sitting in the Hall For to her Son she knew they Traytors were Medon that with them was had tâ—ld her aâ—l Down to the Hall she went and in the Door Having a Woman at each hand she stad And proud Antinous rebuked sore Antinous you Traytor impudent she said In Ithaca the Glory you have got Of Wit and Eloquence You are beli'd Madman what all you my Sons death to plot And to his Strangers here to shew such pride Poor Strangers have their Passport from the Gods To do them wrong is great Impiety And worse between themselves to be at ods You know your Father hither once did fly Fearing the People whom he had offended Joyning with Tophian Thieves to make a prey Of Thesprote Cattle and were here defended Against the Thesprotes though our friends were they They slain him had and seised his estate But that Ulysses saved him and now For to require him what d' ye O ingrate You eat his Cattle and his Wife you wooe And kill my Son and daily me molest Desist I tell you and the rest perswade To leave these evil courses you were best To this Eurylochus then answer made Icarius Daughter wise Penelope Fear not None shall lay hands upon your Son As long as I am living and can see Who does his blood shall on my Spear down run His Father oft has set me on his knee And given me good Wine and good Meat rost Afraid of any Woo'r you need not be Telemachus of all men I love most Of death from Gods hand none can warrant you But as for us you may securely sleep So said he and yet then his death did brew Away went then Penelope to weep And wept till Pallas came and clos'd her eyes And to Ulysses and his Son at Night Eumaeus came A Swine they sacrifice And then did Pallas from the Sky alight And with her Rod return'd Ulysses old And ill arrai'd for fear he should be known T' Eumaeus or Penelope and told By them to others and abroad be blown Telemachus then to Eumaeus said Eumaeus are you come what news from Town The Suiters are they come that me way-laid Or do they for me still look up and down Then said Eumaeus I did not enquire Upon my Message only was my mâ—nd That done to make haste back was my desire But there I chanc't a Messenger to find Sent by your Mates to tell Penelope And he the news t' your Mother first did tell I saw a Ship that new came in from Sea But whether that were it I know not well Aboard were many Arms and many Men. And though I were not sure I thought 't was it Telemachus on 's Father smiled then But so as that Eumaeus could not see 't Then came their Supper in which they fell to A Supper good they had and were well pleased And when their hunger had no more to do With gentle sleep their fear and care disseised LIB XVII SOon as the rosie Morning did appear Riseth Telemachus his Shoes puts on And takes into his hand his heavy Spear And hasteth to the City to be gone And said unto Eumaeus Father I Am going to the City there to see My Mother that will never cease to cry And sob till in her sight I standing be But the poor Stranger guide you to the Town With broken meat and wine himself to feed Such as he gets by begging up and down I cannot maintain all men that have need Tak 't how he will For I love to speak plain Then said Ulysses Sweet Friend nor would I Here in the Country willingly remain For Beggars wants great Cities best supply Here at the Lodge no service I can do And now to learn of others am too old With this man to the City I would go But warm me first I would For very cold This Morning is I fear this hoary frost Far hence the Town is and my Garments thin And which I reason have to fear the most My rags will to the air betray my skin Telemachus then speedily went home With mischief to the Suiters in his head And when he to the Palace-gate was come T' a Pillar sets his Spear and entered Euryclea was cov'ring Chairs i' th' Hall And saw him first and straight unto him went And then the other Woman-servants all Declared with much kissing their content Then like Diana or fair Aphrodite Penelope came shedding tears of joy And on his shoulders laid her arms milk-white And kist his head and eyes and thus did say Telemachus my dear Child are you here I never thought again your face to see Since of your Father news you went to hear At Pyle by Sea without acquainting me But tell me what at Pyle they of him say Mother said he pray let me take my breath My thoughts in great disorder are to day I come but now from out the jaws of death But with your Maids go to your Chamber now And in your fairest Garments you array And to th' Immortal Gods all make a Vow A perfect Hecatomb to them you 'll pay If Jove be pleas'd our losses to restore But I unto the Market-place must haste To treat a Stranger whom I sent before And till my coming with Piraeus plac't Penelope then to her Chamber went And put her self into her best array Her Vows to all th' Immortal Gods she sent A perfect Hecatomb to them to pay If Jove be pleas'd her losses to restore Telemachus in hand then takes his Spear And with two Dogs at 's heels went out a door And Pallas made him like a God appear The people all admir'd him as he came The Suiters all about him gathered And spake him fair while in their hearts they frame Plots and devices how his blood to shed But he his seat amongst them quickly quits To Mentor and his Fathers antient friends Altherses Antephus with them he sits And there the time discoursing with them spends Piraeus not long after cometh in And brings his Stranger with him to the place Who there a very little while had been But that Telemachus hard by him was Then said Piraeus to Telemachus Send of your women some to fetch away The goodly Presents you left at my house No said Telemachus let them yet stay I know not yet th' event of our affairs If th'Wooers kill me and my Goods divide I rather had they should be yours than theirs If I kill them and God be on my side Then send them and I 'll take them joyfully And brought away the Stranger with him home And by and by the Suiters thither hie And when they all into the house were come
On Couches and on Chairs their Cloaks they lay And presently into their Baths they go And bath'd and oyl'd again themselves array And sat them down And Supper ready now A Maid then water in a Golden Ewre To wash their hands over a Bason brings The Bason also was of Silver pure Another on the Tables lays good things That in her keeping were and sets on Bread Penelope sat spinning in the door And then they heartily fell to and fed And when desire of meat and drink was o're Unto her Son Penelope then spake I will said she upon my Bed lie down Though there I ever weeping lie awake Since he went with Atrides to Troy-Town Since you would not vouchsafe to let me know The news you heard before these men came'in Mother said he the truth I 'll tell you now We went to Pyle and Nestor we have seen And lovingly we entertained were For as a Father entertains his Son Come home from far so were we treated there And welcome to his Children every one But that Ulysses was alive or dead He met with no man that could tell him true But us to go to Sparta counselled And said If any Menelaus knew And us with Coach and Horses did provide Where we saw Helen bane of Greece and Troy He also sent his Son with us for Guide And thither come receiv'd we were with joy Atrides of my coming askt the reason I told him all the truth He answer'd then Oh ho into the strong mans house by Treason Are entred many weak and heartless men As when a Stag and Hinde entring the Den Of th' absent Lion lulls his whelps with tales Of Hills and Dales the Lion comes agen And tears them into pieces with his nails So shall Ulysses all these rascals slay Oh that the Gods Apollo Pallas Jove Amongst the Suiters bring him would one day Such as when with Philomelide he strove And threw him flat and made the Argives glad If such Ulysses once amongst them were Short would their lives be and their wedding bad But of the matter whereof you enquire On my own knowledg I can nothing say Nor will with rash conjectures you beguile I told was with Calypso he doth stay By Proteus and old Sea-God in an Isle And would come home but wants both ship men To pass him o're the broad back of the Main This said we took our leaves a fair gale then Quickly convei'd us o're the liquid plain After Telemachus had spoken tâ—us Penelope her heart was ill at ease And then spake to her Theoclymenus Wife of Ulysses Laertiades This man said he knows not hear me For I Jove's mind foresee Jove first and then the Ghost That takes the care of this bâ—est family And dwelling in it doth maintain the rost You know Ulysses is now in this Isle Sitting or creeping and observes these Wooers What evil deeds they do And he the while The Destiny contriveth of the doers I saw the same at Sea by Augury And said unto Telemachus no less Oh that the Gods would make it true said she I 'd so reward you that men should you bless While they together thus within discourse The Suiters were gone out to throw the Stone And Darts upon the Green before the doors As they at other times before had done Now Supper-time drew near Sheep home were brought From ev'ry field Then Medon to them spake Who ' mongst the Suiters had most favour got Come in says he and care of Supper take For of these Games I see you have your fill In supping early damage there is none Agreed they were none thought the motion ill They then into the Hall went every one On Couches and on Chairs their Cloaks they throw Great Sheep fat Goats enough they sacrifice And franked Swine and from the Herd a Cow Mean while Eumaeus to the City hies Ulysses with him to whom thus he said Come Father let us to the City go Since 't is my Masters will You should have staid If my advice you would have hearkned to But the Commands of Masters are severe The time o' th' day already is much spent And though it will be late e're we be there I fear e're it be night you will repent And then Ulysses to Eumaeus said I hear I understand I pray go on Only of rugged way I am afraid Give me a good strong staff to lean upon Then on his shoulder he his Scrip did throw Given he had a great Staff to his mind And they two to the Town together go Leaving the Swineherds and the Dogs behind Ulysses like a Beggar old and lame And all his Rayment ragged was and wretched But when they near unto the Fountain came From which the Citizens their water fetched The Fountain sweetly streaming and well made B' Ithacus Neritus Polector Kings That flieth from a high and chilling shade Where in a Poplar Grove arise the Springs And there an Altar is and on the same The Passengers to th'Nymphs pay offerings When we were there Melanthus to us came And Goats the fattest of his Herds he brings Whither now goest thou with this Beggar here This Trouble-feast who begging scraps and snuffs Not Swords and Kettles many blows shall bear Of flying Foot-stools and get many Cuffs Would thou wouldst give him me my Lodge to keep And lead my Goats afield with a green bough And live on Whey and my Goat-houses sweep And his great knee unto such service bow But hang him he has such a custome got Of Idleness with begging of his food That labour for his living he will not But this I tell you and 't will be made good When he within Ulysses house appears Many a footstool in the Hall will fly From out the Suiters hands about his ears This said he pass'd and kick'd him going by Ulysses still stood firm upon the path Thinking to strike him with his great staff dead Or otherwise to kill him in his wrath But in the end his wrath he conquered Eumaeus then held up his hands and pray'd Nymphs of these Fountains Daughters of Great Jove If the sat Gifts here by Ulysses laid Upon your Altars were receiv'd with love Gâ—ant that he may come safely home again By some good Spirit to his house convai'd Then to Melantheus said he all in vain Will be your triumph and your pride allai'd Wherewith you to the Suiters daily go And Knaves remain the Cattle to abate Then said Melantheus again O ho How boldly does this Dog this Raskal prate Whom one day I shall from hence ship away And make of him somewhere abroad good gain Would th'Wooers or Phoebus but as surely slay The Son as 't is t' expect his Father vain When this was said away he went apace And coming to the Suiters in the Hall Against Eurymachus he took his place Whom best he loved of the Suiters all And there the Waiters set before him meat The Women of the Pantry brought him bread Ulysses and
The man to see to was both great and tall Though but a lither sellow Down he sate Boldly within the Porch before the Hall He had a greedy gut and named was At first Arnaeus then Irus for he went On errants oft when ever there was cause The Wooers favour made him insolent This Beggar thought to drive Ulysses thence Dost see those Princes how they wink at me And by the heels would have me pluck thee hence Though to do that I should ashamed be Go from the door Old man lest I should do it Up therefore quickly and be gone arise Before that with my fists I force you to it Ulysses frowning answer'd in this wise Strange man I neither do thee harm nor say Thee any ill Here 's room for thee and me I do not envy you the meat which they Shall give you here how much so e're it be Envy not other men I think you are As well as I a Beggar but forbear To threaten me too much You 're best beware Old as I am lest I your lips besmear And breast with blood and so have better room For to Ulysses house I 'm confident Thou never wilt be able more to come This made the Beggar more impatient O says he how the Raskal prates 'T were well To beat the Raskals teeth out while his Tongue Thus runs on wheels till to the ground they fell Let these see fight the Old-man with the Young Whilst in great heat they quarrell'd at the door They by Antinous observed were Who laughing said There never came before Such sport to th' House The Beggars standing there Will go to cuffs I pray let 's hold them to it Then up they start and round about them stand There are o' th' fire good padding full of suit Of these let him that conquers lay his hand On which he will So said Antinous And have the priviledge and none but he To beg within the Porch before the house And of our talk at meat a hearer be The motion pleas'd And then Ulysses spake The match is hard an Old-man'gainst a Younger Yet this my Belly bids me undertake And I 'm acquainted more with blows than hunger But I must first intreat you all to swear Not to help Irus nor a heavy hand To lay on me but both of us forbear And justly 'twixt us both as Neuters stand When all had sworn then said Telemachus Stranger if thou dare combat with this man None else shall do thee hurt Antinous Eurymachus and I defead you can This said Ulysses cover'd kept his gear But shew'd his shoulders wide his strong thighs His large breast and his brawny arms appear And Pallas standing by inlarg'd his size At which the Suiters greatly wondered And one unto another softly said Irus has pull'd an old house on his head And Irus then was mightily afraid But yet by force the Servants brought him out His flesh still trembling on his limbs with fear Shew not thy self a Coward and a Lout Nor fear a man worn out with many a year For if he get the better thou shalt go Unto King Takim and there by his Law Thy nose and ears and privy parts also Shall be cut off and dogs shall eat them raw This made him quake more yet Into the lists They brought him so Both ready were to fight Ulysses then thought how to use his fists Whether to beat him down or kill him quite But not t' offend the Suiters thought it best To strike him gently And when they were near Irus did hit Ulysses on the breast Ulysses Irus struck just under th' ear He broke the bones at 's mouth the blood gusht out He fell squeakt shed his teeth The Suiters were With laughter almost dead that stood about Ulysses drag'd him to the utter-gate And set him to the hedge as 't were a Signe And put a Staff in 's hand As there he sate Ulysses bad him keep out Dogs and Swine Think not thy self quoth he of Beggars King That art a very wretch and wandering Souls This said ore's head he threw the twisted string By which his Scrip hung rag'd and full of holes Then sat him down i' th' Porch The Suiters enter All laughing in and as they passed by Greatly congratulated his adventure Stranger said they Jove and the Gods on high Grant thee whatever thou shalt most desire That hast reliev'd us from the Raskal there We 'll send him to King Takim in Epire. And glad Ulysses was his praise to hear Antinous a Haggas brought fill'd up With sat and blood and to 't Amphinomus Two loaves of bread and with 't a gilded Cup Of lusty Wine and said unto him thus Hall Father Stranger rich and happy be As ere you were though many miseries Oppress you now He answer'd him I see Amphinomus you prudent are and wise So was your Father Nisus was his name Prince of Dulichium both rich and wise You are his Son as I am told by Fame Therefore I will a little you advise There 's not a weaker Creature lives o' th' ground Or goes or creeps upon it than a Man Who whilst he 's strong and all His limbs are sound He makes account that â—ail he never can But when the Gods shall have decreed him woe He less endures it than another can Such is the nature Jove has assign'd to This weak and short-liv'd Creature called Man For I my self was rich and lived in Great plenty and was very insolent Bold on my strength my Father and my Kin Therefore let no man be too confident But rather quietly God's Gifts enjoy These Suiters here bring this into my mind Who of an absent man the Goods destroy And that at last unto their cost they 'll find For this I tell you mark well what I say That he will soon nay very quickly come And that will be to some a heavy day Pray God that at his coming you keep home This said he drank and to Amphinomus Return'd the Cup who shook his head in vain For not long after by Telemachus Amongst the rest of th'Wooers he was slain Then Pallas puts Penelope in mind T' appear unto the Wooers that she might Before her Son and Husband honour find And further bring the Suiters thoughts to light Penelope then laught not knowing why Eurynome said she my mind says go And shew your self before the Company Which heretofore I never thought to do I hate them yet I mean to go to th' door And bid my Son their company â—o shun And mix himself with those ill men no more Dear Child said the old woman 't is well done Go tell him whatsoever you think fit But wash away the tears first from your eyes And ' noint your Cheeks they must sometimes remit And hide their grief that will be counted wise You have your wish your Son now is a man Penelope then answered her again Restored be my beauty never can ' Nointing and washing now are all in vain The Gods
Let him therefore Try first whose Table next the Cupboard is And so to the right hand up one by one The other Suiters all approved this Leiodes was the first so he begun His place was low'st He to the threshold went To try his force But to his tender hand And feeble arms the Bowe would not relent Then down he laid it there and lets it stand And to the Suiters spake This Bowe saies he I cannot bend some other tak 't in hand It 's like of many Lords the death to be When by the strongest it comes to be man'd For better 't is to die than live and miss The hopes you hither come for ev'ry day And what is' t any of you hope but this That you Ulysses Consort marry may But when he shall this Bowe have understood Let him some other Lady wooe at case Amongst th' Achaeans whom he shall think good And let Penelope take whom she please This said the Bowe and Arrow he set by And to the Seat went where he sat before And by Antinous was angerly Assoon as he had spoke rebuk'd therefore What say you That this Bowe the death shall be Of many Lords Why so ' Cause you have not The strength to bend it Others have you 'll see But you for bending Bowes were not begot Then to Melantheus he turn'd and said Let fire be made and a great Chair set by 't And let upon it Cushions be laid And let us have good store of Tallow white T' anoint and warm and supple make the Bowe And try if we perhaps may bend it then Fire Chair and Cushions came and greace enough But to no purpose too weak were the men Antinous yet and Eurymachus Gave it not over these two were the best Of all the Suiters that came to the house No hope at all remained for the rest Eumaeus and Philaetius then went cut Together after them Ulysses went And when they were the Gate and Court without Himself unto them to discover meant And fair he spake them Master of the Kine And you Eumaeus Master of the Swine Shall I keep in or speak a thought of mine To speak it out my heart does me encline What if Ulysses should come suddenly Brought by some God and stand be ore this rout On whose side his or theirs would you then be What your mind prompts you to speak freely out Then answer'd him the Master of the Kine O that the Gods above would have iâ— so You 'ld see the vertue of these hands of mine The Master of the Swine then said so too When now the hearts of both of them he knew He spake again and said 'T is I am he That after twenty years return to you And know you longed have this day to see Of all my Servants I find only you That wish me here If therefore it shall please The Gods by me the Suiters to subdue I 'll give you wealth enough to live at ease And Houses near me and shall wedded live And Brothers of Telemachus shall be And that you may assuredly believe Ulysses speaks it you a sig e shall see With that he pull'd hi Rags beside his Thigh And lets them see the place the Boar had rent Then when upon Parnassus Mountain high He with his Unkles Sons a hunting went And then they fling their arms about Ulysses And kiss his hand and shoulders weeping sore And he again embraced them with kisses Nor had till Sun-set weeping given o're But that Ulysses hinder'd it Give o're said he Your weeping lest that some one come out hither And tell within what here without they see Go in but one by one not all together First I 'll go in and then come you Now mark I 'll pray the Suiters I the Bowe may try If to my motion they refuse to hark Give it into my hand as you pass by And you Eumaeus bid the Women shut The House-doors all nor suffer any one O' th' men without the House his head to put And though within they hap to hear men grone That they stir not but ply their business The utter-Gate Philoetius lock you fast That to the House there may be no access This said into the Hall again he past And after him his Servants Now the Bowe Was in Eurymachus his hand by th' fire He warm'd and ruâ—'d and did what he could do But for to bend it he was ne're the nigher At this he vext and took it heinously And O said he 't is not for my own part I troubled am but for the Company 'T is chiefly that I take so much to heart Nor is it for a Wife that I complain For in Achaia Ladies be enough But that we hope Penelope to gain Although we cannot bend Ulysses Bowe Then said Antinous 'T will not be so This day unto Apollo sacred is And not a day for bending of the Bowe Therefore to lay it by is not amiss And let the Axes stand still as they do For 't is not like they will be stoln away And so go in and offer Wine unto The God The Bowe may till to morrow stay And bid Melanthus in the morning bring Goats of the fattest and whereof the savour May from Apollo of all Archers King For bending of the Bowe procure us favour They all agree Into the house they went The Officers for hands the water hold The Waiters fill the Cups and them present And when they drunk had each man what he would Then spake Ulysses to the Suiters thus Hear me ye Suiters what I have to say Antinous and you Eurymachus For to you two 't is chiefly that I pray Since you the bending of the Bowe remit To th' Gods to give to whom they please and they To morrow doubtless will determine it Let me now of the Bowe make an essay That I may know whether my strength be spent And what I could before now cannot do Whether I still be firm or do relent With hardship and with want of looking to These words of his made all the Suiters mad With fear that he indeed would bend the Bowe Antinous gave him language very bad Thou wretched Stranger is it not enough That of our Feast thou hast an equal part And that of our discourse and none but thou Stranger and Beggar made a hearer art 'T is wine that makes thee not thy self to know For wine serves all men so that drink too much Wine hurt Burytion the Centaur great His carriage in Perithous house was such Among the Lapithae sitting at meat That angry with 't they were and all arose And with sharp iron cut off both his ears And with the same they pared off his nose A way the cause of his own harm he bears From that day on Centaurs and men are foes Themselves men hurt by wine immoderate So if you bend the Bowe your ears you 'll lose For you 'll find here no prating Advocace But to King Takim forthwith you shall go And
spent we will make up again And recompence with twenty Cows each one And Brass and Gold till you be satisfi'd If not there 's no man can your anger blame To this Ulysses with a sour look repli'd Your whole estates and added to the same How much soever you can elsewhere get Too little is to bind me to desist Until the Suiters shall have paid their debt Two ways before you lie take which you list To fight or fly if you will death avoid But fly I think you cannot So said he Eurymachus then to the Suiters said The man will not lay down his Bowe you see But since 't is in his hand and Arrows by And stands upon the threshold of the door His shafts will fly at us continually And till we all be slain will not give o're Let 's therefore take up Tables for defence Against his shafts and Sword in hand run all Unto the door at once and drive him thence And people of the Town together call This said his Sword with double edge he drew And thunder'd him with words But howsoever A deadly shaft first from Ulysses flew That enter'd at his Brest and stuck in 's Liver Down fell his Sword he turns himself quite round And throws his blood about him every way Kicks down the Table meat and Cup to th'ground And with his brow beating the floor he lay And sprawling made the Seat shake with his feet And endless darkness lay upon his eye Then rose Amphinomus and death did meet He thought from thence to make Ulysses fly But by Telemachus prevented was That slew him with his Spear upon the place From back to breast the well-thrown Spear did pass Down with a thump he falls upon his face Telemachus i' th' body left the Spear For why he had good reason to mistrust Amongst so many Swords if he staid there He might be killed by some blow or thrust Then to his Father as he by him stood To fetch down Arms said he 'T will do no harm Two Spears a Buckler and a Helmet good And both I hiloetius and Eâ—maeus arm Run quickly said Ulysses while there be Arrows remaâ—ning lest they force me shou'd To quit the door Then quickly up ran he Unto the room wherein the Armour stood Eight Spears four Bucklers and four Helmets good He took and to his Father came again And first he arm'd himself and ready stood The two good Servants themselves armed then Ulysses Arrows till they all were gone Kill'd each his man and one by one they fall But when they all were spent and left was none He sets his Bowe to lean against the wall Over his shoulder he his Buckler cast And puts his well-made Helmet on his head The two Spears with his hand he griped fast And then his posture he considered There was i' th' wall a certain window high By th' Sill whereof a way lay to the Street To which he bad Eumaeus have an eye And near it stand But one way was to it Then Agelaus to the Suiters said Why does not some man to that window haste And to the people cry aloud for aid That so this Shooter may have shot his last Then said Melantheus No no 't is in vain The street-door and the Court-gate stand so close That one good man the place may well maintain Againsthoâ—v many s'ever them oppose But well I 'll fetch you Armour to put on And Weapons I will bring you out of hand For where they by Ulysses and his Son Were laid I know the room and where they stand Then up he went Twelve Bucklers he brings thence As many Spears as many Helmets too The Suiters then prepar'd for their defence And now Ulysses knew not what to do But to Telemachus he turn'd and said Th'â—ll woman sure or else Melantheus has For th'Woors gotten Arms and us betraid No Father answer'd he my fault it was The door I left unlockt and but put to Which some body observ'd Eumaeus now Go lock it fast Withal consider who The women or Melantheus serv'd us so Whilst thus they talk Melantheus went once more To fetch down Arms Eumaeus saw him then And told Ulysses Him we thought before To be the man is thither gone agon Shall I go now and kill him if so be I can or bring him hither to you to endure What you think fit for all his villany Then said Ulysses We two will be sure Telemachus and I to keep these men From going out and therefore go you two And bind hâ—s hands and feet together Then Betwixt his body and his legs put through A Rope and at his back tie boards And so Close to a Pillar hoise him up on high Unto the beams of th' house that he may know His fault and feel hâ—s Pain beâ—ore he die Then up they went and stood without the door On each side one Melantheus was within At the far end looking for Armour more And after there he long enough had been Out with a Helmet in one hand he came A Buckler in the other great but torn Laertes in his youth had boâ—n the same But now withlyâ—ng it was mouldy worn As he came out they seiz'd him suddenly And in again they drag'd him by the hair And then his hands unto his feet they tie And up they hoise him as they bidden were This done Eumaeus said unto him jeering In that soft bed Melantheus easâ—ly You will observe the Mornings first appearing That for the Woo'rs your Goats may ready be Then armed both and locking up the Door And breathing courage to Ulysses come So that upon the threshold there were four But many were the Suiters in the room Then down unto Ulysses Pallas came In Mentor's shape to whom Ulysses said You are my friend and our age is the same For old acquaintance let me have your aid Though thus he said he thought iâ— Pallas still The Suiters clamor'd Agelaus spake Mentor beware the course you take is ill Against us all Ulysses part to take For 't is our purpose when these two are slain Father and Son that you the next shall be And of your rashness suffer shall the pain And with his Substance your own mix will we Nor shall your Sons Daughters or Wife live here Pallas was angry at these words of his And chid Ulysses then and askt him where His courage was And what said she is this The man that bravely fought nine years at Troy And kill'd in fight so many gallant men And he whose prudence did the â—own destroy And whines so at his coming home again Come hither Milk-sop saies she stand by me And how your old friend Mentor shall requite The kindness you have shewn him you shall see Yet presently she would not end the fight For further yet she would the Courage try Both of Ulysses and Telemachus And in a Swallows shape she up did fly And sat upon a black Beam of the House Mean while the Suiters by
Agelaus Amphimedon and Demoptolemus Eurynomus Pisandrus Polybus The best of all the Suiters in the House For many had been killed with the Bowe Encourag'd were Friends said he let 's be bold And at them all our good Spears let us throw So shall we make the man his hands to bold Mentor with theirs his fortune will not mix He and those hopes are gone Upon the Sill There are but four Let 's throw at once but fix That if Jove please we may Ulysses kill When he is gone the rest we need not fear The Suiters all approved this advise And then they lanced ev'ry man his Spear But Pallas made it fall out otherwise For from the Beam she soon blew here and there The flying staves whereof one hit the door The two side-posts and the walls wounded were When of the Spears the danger was past o're Then said Ulysses Now our turn it is To cast our Spears at this unruly rout That not content with former injuries Do what they can to take our lives to boot This said and taking aim their Spears they threw Ulysses killed Demoptolemus Telemachus Eury ades then slew Eumaeus with his Spear kill'd Elatus Pisandrus by Philoetius was slain The Suiters then to the rooms end retreat And to the four gave time to take again The Spears that in the wounds were sticking yet Again they lanced ev'ry man his Spear The Swallow on the Beam still puts them by And by the door walls posts receiv'd they were Telemachus and Eumaeus only Had little scratches one upon the Wrist Eumaeus on the Shoulder But the skin Scarce broken was And both the other mist And then the four amongst the throng threw in Their Spears again And then Ulysses slew Eurydamas And by Telemachus Was slain Amphimedon Eumaeus threw And killed Polybus Philoetius Then smot Câ—esippus and through â—ierâ—'d his brâ—ft And over him insulâ—ing thus he said Bold Pâ—aeâ—or that in love art with â—hy jest And to say any thing art not afraid For the Cows-foot t' Ulysses thrown take that Ulysses kill'd too Damaâ—â—rides Telemachus Ieiocrates laid flat With Spear in hand When they had killed these Pallas aloft heâ—d forth her frightful shield And then as Caâ—tle stung with a Gad fly In heat of Summer run about the field So round about the Hall the Suiters flie As when the Vultures stoop down from the Hill Upon the Fowl these couch close to the plain Threatâ—ed with heavy Clouds they slay and kill These cannot fly away nor turn again So they upon the Suiters fiercely â—all And winding with them as they shift their ground They killing went All gore-blood was the Hall And made with thumps groans a dismal found Lâ—iodes then kneel'd at Ulysses feet To beg his life I came said he as Priest And told them their behaviour was unmeet And always give them counsel to desist But nothing that I said would they obey And of their own destruction Authors are There 's not a woman in the house can say I did amiss Must I like thâ—se men fare To this Ulysses with a sour look said Did you come with the Suiters as their Priest Then surely for them you have also prai'd That of my coming home I should have mist That with these men you daily might here board Your seâ—f your wife and children Therefore die With that he took up Agelaus Sword Which when he di'd fell from him and lay by And withit at a stroke cut off his head But Phemius the Minstrel scaped free For thither he came not for meat or bread The Suiters forc'd him of necessity He had his Fiddle in his hand and stood Within the door and studi'd what to do Whether unto Ulysses go he shou'd Or out a door unto the Altar go Iâ—h Court whereon with many a fat beast Ulysses oft devoutly had serv'd Jove And having paus'd at last he thought it best To go t' ulysses and his mercy prove Then down he laid his Fiddle on the floor Between the Temp'rer and a studded Chair Then went and fell upon his knees before Ulysses and thus to him made his prayer Save me Ulysses and consider that If you me slay it after you will grieve I am a Singer but was never taught For Song to me the Gods did freely give I sing to Gods and men and have the skill To sing to you as to a God Therefore Of cutting off my head lay by the will Bâ—sides Telemachus can tell you more I was not hither drawn with smell of roast Eut many men and strong brought me by force Telemachus that knew this was no boast Cri'd out Hold Father 't is not our best course To slay the innocent and I would ain Save Medon too that lov'd me from a Boy And took care of me if he be not slain By coming in your or your Servants way Under a Sâ—at Medon himself had laid And wrapt himself up in a raw Cow-hide And hearing what Telemachus had said Skipt nimbly out his Cow skin cast aside And falling at Telemachus his knee He to him said O Friend loe here I stand Forbear I pray and to your Father be A means that also he may hold his hand For whilst his anger ' gainst the Suitets staid That wasted have his goods and him despis'd Killing each way about him I 'm afraid He might perhaps kill me too unadvis'd Ulysses hearing answer'd thus agen Take courage man There is no danger nigh And this remember and tell other men That Justice better thrives than Knavery Go now into the Court and stay without Both you and Phemius that I may do The bus'ness in the house I am about Then out into the Court away they go And on the Altar of the God they sat Looking about still fearing to be slain Ulysses to be sure that none remain Alive and under Seats or Tables squat Scarcht well the Hall and found they all were dead As Fishes on the shore lie out and by The heat of Phaethon be murdered So did the Woo'rs one on another lie Then to Telemachus Ulysses said Tell Euryclea I would speak with her Telemachus his Father straight obey'd And scraped at the door that she might hear Nurse says he Mother of the Maids come out My Father to you somewhat has to say She heard him well and presently without More words the door she open'd with her Key And found Ulysses standing ' mongst the dead Besmear'd with blood As when a Lion has Upon a Cow at pasture newly fed With goary brest and chaps so dight he was Th' old woman there beholding so much blood And Carcases so many lying dead At such a mighty work amazed stood And was about to whoop but hindered Was by Ulysses Hold said he within Your joy and let it not appear in vain To glory over dead men is a sin These men the Gods and their own sins have slain For neither from above they fear'd the Gods Nor men respected good or bad beneath And
engaged There 's nothing in your aspect of a Slave The look and stature you have of a King And the appearance of a King would have If you what 's due to age had ev'ry thing Whose Servant are you and who owns the ground And say if this be Ithaca or no. For this man whom upon the way I found Is not so wise as certainly to know I askt him of a friend that I had here Whether alive he were or dead But he Whether he dead or living still he were Unable was at all to answer me My house a Stranger on a time was at Which of all Strangers I did love the best That said he came from Ithaca and that Laertes was his Fathers name This Guest I entertain'd as kindly as I could With Viands good whereof I had good store And gave him Talents ten of well-wrought Gold And beside that I gave him these Gifts more A Pot for temper'd Wine of Silver bright Twelve Ca pets faiâ— twelve Robes twelve Coats that were All lined through and twelve more that were light And four Maid-Servants both well taught and fair Such as he from a greater number chose Then said Laertes Ithaca this is Now held by wicked men But you will lose Your Presents all and of requital miss But had you found my Son Ulysses here He would have kept of Amity the Law And well requited both your Gifts and Chear But say how long it is since you last saw And entertain'd my Son if yet â—e be But he at Sea devoured is by Fish Far hence or else to Beasts and Fowls is he Somewhere poor man at Land become a dish Neither his Father nor his Mother by To wind him and to shed tears o're his bed Nor yet his Wife weeping to close his eye Which are the honours due unto the Dead Tell me also your dwelling and your name Your Parents and your City what they be And where the good Ship lies in which you came And what men with you came in company Or with some Merchants in their ship and they Departing hence have left you here alone To this Ulysses answering did say I 'll answer to your Questions each one My City 's Alybas and of the same Apheidas is the King His Son am I And called am Eperitus by name Far hence at the lands end my ship doth lie And since Ulysses from me went away 'T is now five years and with good Augury That we should meet again another day And joy in mutual hâ—spitality This said Laertes overcome with woe Took up the scalding dust with both his hands And pour'd the same upon his â—ead of snow And sobbing thick and weeping there he stands Ulysses heart up to his nostrils swell'd With piâ—y to behold his Fathers woe And to him leapt and 's arms about him held And said The man you weep and mourn for so Am I come after twenty years again Give over sobbing now for though in haste I tell you must The Suiters I have slain And made them of their crimes the fruit to taste Then said Laertes If indeed you be My Son Ulysses let me see some signe To know you by for certain Then said he Behold the wound received from the Swine On Mount Parnassus when I thither went T' Autolycus my Mothers Father to Receive the Gifts he promis'd me You sent Me thither and so did my Mother too I 'll tell you too what Trees you gave me when I walking once was with you there And I Askt you of all the Trees the names for then 'Twixt Man and Boy I was And severally As I the Trees names askt you told the same Pear-trees thirteen Apple-trees half a score Rankles fifry to the Vines you gave that name All of them in their season Berries bore And forty Fig-trees Tho'old man knew it all Embrac'd his Son and with abundant joy Fainted and sinking ready was to fall But that his Sons embraces were his stay Then coming to himself again he said Jove Father and you Gods Gods there are yet The Suiters for their evil deeds have paid But now I fear the Town will on us set And with themselves make all the City rise In Cephalenia Then said his Son Fear not Of that we 'll by and by advise Eumaeus and Philoetius are gone To get a Supper ready at your house This said into the house they come away And find Eumaeus and Philoetius At work to cut out Meat and Wine allay Mean while Laertes oyl'd and bathed is And by his Maid in seemly Garments clad And Pallas standing by him added this A larger stature than before he had As of a God his presence did appear Ulysses seeing him admir'd and said Father you greater now are than you were Some God has Beauty on your person laid Then said Laertes O ye Gods on high Jove Pallas and Apollo had I been Such as I was at Neritus when I Stormed the Town and armed had come in When you and the proud Suiters were in fight I had made many of them bend the knee And you would have rejoyced at the sight So to his Son Ulysses talked he Supper brought in they sit and then came in O'd Dolius sent for from his Husbandry And his Sons weary Working they had been The Nurse had bidden them come speedily They wondered to see Ulysses there But he to Dolius then gently said Pray for a while your wondring to forbear We hungry are and long have for you staid Then Dolius embraced him and said Since long'd for you are come and unexpected And to uâ— by the Gods have been convey'd All hail and by the Gods be still protected But tell me if Penelope yet have The news received of your coming home Or shall we send her word That labour save Repli'd Ulysses for she knows I 'm come This said he sat him down Hâ—s Sons also With decent words Ulysses entertain And â—ay their hands in his That done they go And by their Father sat them down again Now Fame divulged had the Suiters fate And people howling came in ev'ry way And gather'd were about Ulysses Gate To fetch the bodies of the dead away And those that out of Ithaca had liv'd To Fishermen they gave to carry home And staying on the place though sorely griev'd Amongst themselves they into counsel come Eupeithes Father of Antinous That first of all slain by Ulysses was Spake first and weeping for his Son said thus See how much mischief this man done us has He carried hence our Ships and ablest men And lost them all as one that had design'd Our utter ruine Coming back agen He killed hath those whom he left behind Come then let 's to him quickly lest mean while He should pass over the wide Sea and get Protection at Elis or at Pyle And we so shâ—â—n'd as we were never yet 'T will be a scorn to our Posterity To let the murder of our Children so Stay unreveng'd and put up cowardly For
by Tydides he had there been slain For then came Veâ—us down and with the lap Of her Celestial Robe him covered Lest any of the Greeks should have the hap To kill or wound him as from Earth he flâ—d But Sthenelus remembring well his Order Ty'd his own Steeds up to his Charret-wheels And led them out o' th' tumult and disorde And to Derphilus that was at 's Heels His Friend he gave the Horses of Aeneas To carry them unto the Argive Fleet. But took Tydides Horses and with these To try went if Tydides he could meet But he in chase of Venus now was gone Knowing that she a tender Goddess was And for the War Commission had none Nor had as Pallas any Shield of brass And had when he came to her wounded her For through her Robe though by the Graces made Without resistance quickly pass'd the Spea And at her Wrist did her fair Hand invade And from the Wound out sprang the Blood Divine Not such as men have in their Veins but Ichor For Gods that neither eat Bread nor drink Wine Have in their Veins another kind of Liquoâ— And therefore bloodless and immorral be And Venus screaming then lets fall her Sor. But by Apollo's hand preserv'd was he Convey'd thence in a Mist perceiv'd by none For fear he should be by some Argive slain To Venus then Tydides whoop'd and said Away Jove's Daughter from the War abstain Go practise how to consen VVife or Maid For I believe if here you longer stay So many such as these mâ—shaps there are That you therein will have but little joy And troubled be when men but talk of VVar. This said away she went not knowing where She was and great the pain was of her hand But Iris from the Fight conducted her And set her hard by Mars upon the sand For there by Pallas placed he had been His Horses and his Charret by him staid Hid in a Mist by man not to be seen And Venus there before him kneeling said Dear Brother let me your good horses have To bear me to Olympus from the Fray This cruel wound mad Diomed me gave And would wound Jove if he came in his way Mars presently his Horses to her lent Venus and Iris mount into the Seat Iris the Reins held and away they went The time they spent in going was not great When they were there Iris the Steeds unty'd And set them up and gave unto them meat Ambrosian meat till they were satisfy'd Such as immortal Horses use to eat But Venus sell into Diones lap Her Mother who imbrac'd her lovingly Stroakt her and said How came this sad mishap Who us'd you thus What a rash God was he What more could he have done if he had found You doing somthing openly amiss It was a man said she gave me this wound Tydides and for nothing else but this I sav'd my Son Aeneas from his hand My dearest Son whom he was going to slay And now the War is all I understand 'Twixt Greeks and Heaven not 'twixt Grecks and Troy Daughter reply'd Dione then 't is hard For we the Gods that in Olympus dwell Many from men as ill as you have far'd And many no less wrongs have put up well Otus and Ephialtes Neptune's Sons In a brass Dungeon once imprison'd Mars And kept him in the dark there thirteen Moons There like he was t' have staid till now for scarce Could Hermes set him free with all his Art And Juno's help And when to liberty He was restor'd he took it in good part Though with his chains he gall'd was cruelly When Hercules shot Juno in the Breast Though wounded sore yet she reveng'â— it not And Pluto by the same man shot did rest Contented and no reparation got But to the house of Jupiter he went And got the Arrow pluck'd out from the wound By Paeon who with gentle Plaisters sent The pain away and made his Shoulder sound But though no God of any wound can diâ— Yet of Amphitryon the peevish Son Who little cares at whom his Arrows flie Great mischief oft unto the Gods has done But Pallas 't is that thus has wounded you Though with Tydides Spear Fool as he was What 't is to wound a God he never knew Not long such wicked deeds unpunish'd passâ— Such men when they return from painful War Shall seldom set their Children on their Knee Pleas'd with their half-form'd words Let him beâ—â— Lest he provoke some stronger Deity And then Aegilia Diomedes wife Awake the houshold with her Lamentaâ—â—on And cry Tydides thou hast lost thy life O my dear Husband best of all the Nation This said she wip'd the Ichor from her hand And streight her hand was well the paln was goâ—â— Then Juno by and Pallas jeering stand And Pallas thus to Jupiter begun Shall I say what I think O Father Jove Venus some Argive Dame has courting been To take the Trojans part whom she doth love And stroaking her her hand scratcht with a pin Jove smil'd at this and then to Venus said Daughter I gave you no command in War That charge on Mars and Pallas I have laâ—d Of Nuptials and Love take you the care While they were thus discoursing Diomed Did with great speed and rage Aeneas follow To gain his Armour and his Blood to shed Knowing he was in th' hands now of Apollo Undaunted then with Shield before his Breast And Sword â—n Hand struck at Aeneas thrice And thrice again Phoebus his rage represt But at the fourth time gave him good advice Retire said he Tydides and beware You not your self think equal to the Gods They sway the Heavens on Earth men creeping are 'Twixt Mortals and Immortals there 's great odds Tydides then retir'd a little way Not knowing what harm might from Phoebus come And Phoebus thence Aeneas did convay T' a Temple of his own in Pergamum There Leto and Diana cur'd his wound And then an Image Phoebus like him made And in like Arms and set it on the ground For which the Foes each other then invade And there they one anothers Bucklers hew To Mars Apollo speaking VVhy said he Mars bloody murdering Mars why suffer you Tydides at the Battle still to be Mad as he is now he with Jove would fight From Venus hand he made the blood run down And then at me he flew like any Sprite This said he sat o' th' top of Pergam Town And Mars the Trojan Bands encouraged Taking the shape of valiant Acamas VVho to the VVar at Troy the Thracians led And as he through the armed Ranks did pass Children of Priam what d' ye mean said he Shall the Greeks follow killing us to Troy Fall'n is Aeneas the great man whom we Like Hector honor'd Come let 's if we may This good Commander rescue Thus said he Sarpedon likewise Hector sharpned VVhere Are now your Kin you said enough would be Troy to defend I see none of them here Like Hounds about a Lion
off they stand VVe your Confederates the Fight maintain The labour lyeth all upon our hand And I my self amongst the rest would faâ—n Make tryal of this mighty man in fight At least I shall as doth a friend become My peoples courage all I can excite Since they are here and very far from home And though from me the Greeks can nothing get Neither to carry nor to drive away But you to th' Trojans have not spoken yet So much as to defend their Wives in Troy From being taken in the Argives net And plund'red be the stately Town of Troy When chiefly you on this your heart should set And your Confederates perswade to stay And not the fault on one another lay So said Sarpedon Hector therewith slung Upon his Charret could no longer stay But armed down unto the ground he sprung And ' mongst the Trojan Ranks and Files he goes Into their hearts new courage to inspire And then they turn'd their Faces to their Foes Nor did the Argives from their place retire And then as when on Ceres sacred floor The winnowed Chaff lyes heapt together white So white the Troops of Argives were all ore With dust their Horses rais'd had in the Fight And then the Trojans boldly marched on And Mars to aid them dark'ned had the Field As he was bidden by Latona's Son When Pallas from the Greeks remov'd her Shield And from the Temple fetcht Aeneas out Alive and whole and bold and made him stand Amongst the Troops that joyful stood about But other work now lying on their hand Made them by Mars and Strife no time had they To ask him questions But encouraged The Argives were by th' Ajaxes to stay And by Ulysses and by Diomed. For of the Trojans they were not afraid But as a Cloud that resteth on a Hill Which in calm weather there by Jove is laid Till boisterous winds arise it resteth still Then up and down went Agamemnon there My friends said he be bold and fight like men Of one anothers censure stand in fear Of them that do so fewer perish then Of those that fly and never think upon The loss of fame This said he threw his Spear And smote Aeneas friend Democoon Who was unto the Trojans no less dear Than if he one of Priams Sons had been For with the foremost he was still in fight And at his Buckler went the Weapon in And through both that and Belt it passed quite And mortal in his Belly was the wound And with his Armour ratling down he sell Aeneas then two Greeks laid on the ground The Sons of Diocles descended well For of th' immortal and fair stream Alpheus Orsilochus a great King was the Son And he the Father was of Diocles And he Orsilochus got and Crethon Brave men who when they came to mans estate With Atreus Son his honour to regain To Ilium sayl'd and there they met their Fate And never to their Country came again As when two Lions in the Mountains bred And Woods obscure come down into the Plain And Sheep and Cattle in the field leave dead Until at last by Hunters they are slain So fell these two men by Aeneas kill'd And like two Fir-trees straight lay on the Sand. And Menelaus then with fury fill'd With Helmet on his Head and Spear in Hand Advanced boldly to Anchisâ—s Son In hope to have deprived him of breath And Mars himself it was that set him on To bring him by Aeneas hand to death Antilochus then Nestor's valiant Son Fearing lest Menelaus should be slain Resolv'd he should not fight with him alone And all their toil at Ilium make vain Went after him and overtook him as They ready were to fight but nothing done Aeneas then as valiant as he was Retir'd eschewing th' odds of two to ore And when they had brought off the Bodies slain And lest them in their fellow soldiers hands Unto the skirmish they return'd again And-slew the Prince of Paphlagonians â—ylâ—â—mâ—nes Atrides threw the Spear Which near the Shoulder pass'd into his Neck By Nestor's Son slain was his Chariotier Mydon by name that did his Horses check As he his Charret turning was to fly Antilochus him wounded with a Stone On th'Elbow and benum'd his Hand whereby The sense he had to hold the Reins was gone The Reins fell down and then with Sword in hand Antilochus divides his Head in twain And headlong fell he where it chanc'd the Sand Was very deep and there he did remain With Head and Shoulders sticking in the sands But upright in the Air were both his Hips The Horses laid him flat Which by the â—ands Of Nestor's Son convey'd were to the Ships Hector saw this and in came with great cry Whom Bands of lusty Trojans followed Mars and Bellona marching furiously Against the Argives to the Fight them led Bellona brought in Tumult and Affright And Mars a mighty Spear had in his hand And sometimes after Hector went â—'th ' fight Sometimes before and oft did by him stand Tydides when he saw him was affraid As when a man in haste has lost his way And running on is at some River staid That 's deep and swift he runs as fast away So he retir'd And to his Argives said No wonder 't is if Hector valiant be One God or other alwaies gives him aid And near him stands from death to set him free Now Mars comes with him like a mortal wight Retire But turn your Faces to the Foe Forbearing still against the Gods to fight This said he but the Trojans near were now And Hector there had slain two men that sat Together Mnestheus and Anchialus Both Warriors good But Ajax griev'd thereat The greater Ajax Telamonius Darted his heavy Spear at Amphius Rich was he both in Lands and Goods and dwelt At Paesus And fought here for Priamus But by the Spear which pass'd quite through his Belt Upon his Belly took a mortal wound And as he fell Ajax ran fiercely in To strip him of his Armour on the ground And stript him had had he not hindred been For from the Trojans came a shower of Spears Whereof his Shield received not a few Then to be hemm'd in by the Foe he fears His own Spear he recover'd and withdrew Whilst they in stubborn war thus toyling were Unlucky fate Tlepolemus brought on To charge Sarpedon and when they were near Toâ—ether come Jove's Grandson and his Son Tlepolemus said then What need had you Unskilful in the War to tremble here Jove's Son men say you are but 't is not true No such weak men by Jove begotten were But such as Hercules is said t' have been Couragious as a Lion with few men In but six Ships this strong Town he did win And rifled it and safe went off agen But you are weak your men a great part dead And can but little help afford to Troy And though from Lycia you were strengthened I mean to send you now another way To this
so fast And as he slowly walked off the Field Deiphobus that alwaies bore him spight A Spear threw at him but him miss'd and kill'd Ascalaphus Son of the God of Fight And on his hands into the dust fell he But Mars yet knew not that his Son was dead For in the Golden Clouds by Jove's decree With all the other Gods prohibited To meddle in the battle quiet sat About Ascalaphus the strife was all And first Deiphobus his Helmet gat But forc'd he was again to let it fall For in the Arm he then receiv'd a wound Which by Meriones was to him sent Who quickly took the Helmet from the ground And with it back unto the Argives went Dâ—iphobus was by Polites who His Brother was born forth unto his Charre And bleeding in hâ—s Charre the Town into But still upon the Field went on the Warre And Aphareus there wounded in the throat Wâ—s by Aeneas Spear wherewith his Head On one side hanging Shield and Helmet brought Down with him to the Earth There lay he dead And Thoon by Antilochus was slain That to him turn'd his back and meant to fly For by the Spear in two was cut the vein Which all along the Back to th' Neck doth lye And down he fell Antilochus stept in To strip him But the Foes about him round Threw at him Spears but never touch'd his skin Although his Shield received many a wound For he was well defended on each side By Neptune who unto him bore good will Because he ne'er would from the Fight abide And mongst the Foes his Spear was flying still But as his Spear at one he aiming stood He by Asiades observed was Who to him came as near as well he cou'd And threw his Spear whereof one half did pass Clean through Antilochus his Shield and stuck Therein but th' other half sell to the ground For Neptune him preserv'd from that ill luck So scapt Antilochus without a wound And Adamas retir'd into the rout Meriones sent after him a Spear Which entring at his hinder parts came out Beneath his Navel and above his gear Where wounds most faral are Then down he falls And like a Cow that by the Horns is ty'd By strength of Swains a little while he sprawls But with the plucking out the Spear he dy'd And then the Son of Priam Helenus With a broad Sword in hand all Steel of Thrace Upon the Helmet smote Deipyrus Who there sell down and dy'd upon the place The Greeks took up the Helmet at their feet And griev'd thereat was Menâ—laus so That up he went with Helenus to meet Shaking his Spear The other draws his Bow And on the Breast-plate hit was Menelaus But off the Arrow flew like chaff which fan'd Is from the Corn. But thâ—other wounded was Just where he held the Bow quite through the hand And dragging Hand and Spear himself withdrew Into the Trojan Troops where from the wound The heavy Spear his friend Agâ—â—or drew And in a woollen bancage wrapt it found VVhich in his hand a servant held hard by And then Pisrindrus went to Menelaus Betray'd thereto by cruel Destiny For to have slain him in great hope he was And when they were to one another nigh First Menelaus threw his Spear but wide At him Pisandrus then his Spear le ts fly But passage being at the Shield deny'd Beneath the brasen point in twain it crackt Then to him with his Sword went Menelaus And he to Menelaus with an Ax VVhich cover'd with his Buckler ready was And on his Helmet crest then fell the stroke But he Pisandrus with his keen Sword hit Upon the Forehead neat the Nose which broke The Bone and carry'd present death with it His eyes unto the ground fell in the blood Atrides kickt him as o' th' ground he lay Then stript him of his Arms and ore him stood Insulting and reproaching those of Troy Thus thus said he proud Trojans you 'll at last Be taught to quit our Ships and have your fill Of bloody VVar and pay for what is past You thought ye Dogs too little was the ill Against the Laws of Hospitality To steal away my Goods and wedded VVise But further will if in your pow'r it lye Deprive the Argive Princes all of Life And burn their Ships although no injury I ever did you But I hope we shall Your greediness of fighting satisfie But Father Jove who men say art of all The Gods most wise all this proceeds from you That to the Trojans false and insolent More favour shew than to the just and true So that with Peace they never are content Of every thing there is satiety Of Sleep of Love of Dance and pleasant Song And all men else with war may cloyed be Only the Trojans still for fighting long This said the Armour to the Ships he sent And ' mongst the foremost Greeks again he fought And there Harpalion unto him went Who t' Ilium was by his Father brought But brought from thence again he never was And at him throws his Spear and hits his Shield Right in the midst But through it could not pass The stubborn Brass unto it would not yield Missing his purpose he the field forsook And fearing to be slain lookt still about â—â—â—til an Arrow keen him overtook Sent from Meriones that past throughout From Buttock unto Bâ—adder Then he sate Expiring ' mongst the Trojans his good friends And lay like to a Worm benummed that Upon the ground it self at length extends The Paphlagonians of him had a care And sorry for him carry'd him to Troy His Father weeping followed the Charre But how to be revenged saw no way And Paris then with anger was possest And ' mongst the Argives lets an Arrow fly For of Harpalion he had been the guest And well received in Paphlagonie Amongst the Argives one Euchenor was The Son of Polydus an old Prophet That knew full well how things would come to pass Before the Town of Troy and told him of it You must said he at home by sickness die Or going with the Greeks at Troy be slain But for all that the Young man valiantly Went with the Greeks but ne'er came home again Though he behav'd himself with caution there In hope t' avoid both danger and diseases But Paris shot him 'twixt the Cheek and Ear. And on his Eyes there Death and Darkness seizes Thus keenly fought they here But Hector yet Knew not the Trojans that were fighting at The left hand of the Host were so beset For if he had perhaps been told of that He might have giv'n the Greeks the Victory Such courage Neptune gave unto them there And sometimes by his strength immediately In battle fighting they assisted were But Hector vet was where he first made way Breaking the Argive Ranks and Wall and Gate Where of Protesilaus the good Ships lay And those of Ajax next unto them late Where low the Wall and sharpest was the Fight Th' Epeians Pthians
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 Perimed â—ithius that had command of the Phocoeans And Ajax slew Laodamas that led The Trojan Foot and was Antenor's Son And Otus â—y Polydamas was slain Otus that led the hold Epâ—â—◠〈◊〉 And was a friend of Meges He again A Spear threw at Polâ—damaâ— 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 Croesinus there receiv'd it on his Brest And down he fell Then Dolops Lampus So Lampus that was of living men the best And Grandchild of the King Laâ—medaâ— To be reveng'd at Meges threw his Spear Which pass'd his Shâ—eld but in his Breast plate staid The Breast plate which his Fathr us'd to weat With many Plyes of strong Mail overlaid And given was to Phyleus by his Guest At Ephyre where with in martial strife From deadly stroaks of Spears to save his â—rest 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 sell 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 Pâ—râ—ote and took care of th'Husbandry But when the A 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 oâ—â— Body of their Gosen 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 flood like an Hedg of Brass But on came Hector not at all afraid 〈◊〉 Artilochus 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 Menebaus 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 killed 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 hiâ— 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 â—igh growâ— 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 Hector 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 â—s Messenger to carry the commands But Periphetes Vertue wanted none â—is Feet were swift and valiant were his Hands A wiser man Mycena had not one â—â—t 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 â—s 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 â—â—t 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
chuse you one The best of all that come within my view And make it ready that we may be gone This said to th' house return'd Telemachus The Woo'rs in killing Cattle were imploy'd And streight unto him went Antinous And laughing took him by the hand and said Telemachus bold and brave Orator Fear from us neither evil word nor deed Eat and drink merrily as heretofore We 'll see you furnished with what you need Both Ship and Men and see you soon convei'd To Pyle that of your Father you may hear Telemachus then answered and said Antinous can I be merry here D' ye think that yet too little was the wrong The Suiters did me my estate to waste When I perceiv'd it not as being young But since I grown am and my childhood past And somewhat know and more hear others say I 'll do my best to bring them to their end Whether I go to Pyle or here do stay And yet to go to Pyle I do intend And think my passage will not be in vain For I go like a Merchant not a Guest As if to me no ship did appertain It must be so The Suiters think it best This said his hand from his hand he snatch'd out And then the Suiters that were in the Court Some give him evil words and others flout And one another with him make good sport He 'll come from Pyle with Succours God knows what Said one or Sparta which shall on us fall Or poyson bring from Ephiré and that Put in the Temperer shall kill us all Who knows then said another if he go But he his Fathers fate may also have Whilst seeking him he wanders to and fro Which would to us no little trouble save His goods amongst us we should soon divide And to his mother leave his houses free And him she chuses to lie by her side Thus they derided him Then down went he Into a large and high rooft room where lay In Chests packt up great store of cloth of Gold And Garments very many rich and gay And many Barrels of sweet wine and old Which for Ulysses were preserved there When he returned to his native soil In the same room many brass Vessels were And many Barrels of sweet smelling Oyl And double were the Locks upon the Door Whereof the Nurse Euryclea had the Key Telemachus call'd for her and says to her Come Nurse this night I am to go away Fill me of wine twelve Pitchers of the best Next to that which you for my Father save And fine flour twenty measures at the least In good thick leather satchels let me have Quickly For when my Mother is a-bed To Lacedemon and to Pyle I go That of my Father if alive or dead There any news be I the same may know Euryclea then wept and sob'd and said Dear Child why will you go from hence so far Alone Your Mother you will make afraid Of whom so dearly you beloved are Your Father far off is already dead And by the way the Suiters seek to kill you And share your goods amongst them by the head I pray stay here and do not go Why will you Nurse said Telemachus be of good cheaâ— 'T is by the counsel of a God I go And I require you solemnly to swear You 'll not my going let my Mother know Telemachus to th'Suiters went agen And Pallas in his likeness to the Town For his transporting to procure him men From house to house she goeth up and down And of Noemon borrowed a Bark Who not unwillingly it to him lent And now the Sun was down the Streets were dark And down to the Sea-side the Goddess went And the good ship into the Sea they hale And in it stow all that was needful for 't The Mariners were there together all And ti'd the ship at far end of the Port. Mean while the Sutters merrily carouse And Pallas then their fancies to confound From the Sea-side went back into the house And from their hands the cups threw to the ground And with the love of sleep possest their Eyes And made them nod and let their Eye-lids down And not long after from their seats they rise And for that night took lodging in the Town Then like to Mentor both in Foruâ— and Voice Temelachus he calleth out of doors Your men are ready at the Port she says There they expecting you sit with their Oars Then out they went and Pallas led the way And found the Rowers ready on the Beach Telenachus then said Come back I pray To th' house with me our Victual thence to fetch Which well put up I there have ready laid But nothing of it does my Mother know Nor any else but I and one old Maid Then with Telemachus to th' house they go And to the ship at once bring all away And stow it as Telemachus though sit Pallas and he embark without delay And at the Stern they both together sit And now the Marriners their Tackle ply First in the midst they set the Mast upright And it unto the ship with strong ropes tie And then their Sails they hoise up to their height Which Pallas with a lusty gale from West Kept full all night The Ship the Sea then gores The water swiftly running from her brest By both her sides wounded and broken roars And then unto the Gods they offer wine And to them all were praying for a while But specially unto their Guide Divine Then sail'd all night and were next morn at Pyle LIB III. UP from the Sea the Sun leapt to the Sky To hold the light up before Gods and men Telemachus with all his Company Unto the Town of Pyle arrived then Then Nestor had a Sacrifice in hand To Neptune and upon the Sea-side stood And with him store of people on the sand Black Bulls he eighty one had to him vow'd Nine seats there were five hundred to each sear And to the saâ—e nine Bulls appointed were The Entrails broi'd upon the coals they eat The Thighs to Neptune burnt to ashes were The ship then came within the Port to land And disembarqu't upon the shore they staid With furled Sails the Ship did by them stand Then Pallas to Telemachus thus said Telemachus by no mears bashful be For wherefore did you undertake this task But of your Father to hear certainty To Nestor then directly go and ask If of Ulysses any thing he know He 'll tell you truly He 's too wise to lie Mentor said he I 'm young and know not how With one so old to answer and reply Telemachus said Pallas do not fear You 'll somewhat prompted be by your own brest You never by the Gods neglected were The God that loves you will supply the rest Then up to Nestor they directly went And Pallas foremost All about him there They found upon the Sacrifice intent His Sons and Lords to hasten the good chear Some broaching and some roasting were of meat And presently about
the Strangers come And with their hands salute them and intreat To sit And then Piststratus went to 'em Saluted them and took them both by th' hands And for them since there was no empty seat Laid Sheepskins with the wool upon the sands And of the Entrails gave them part to eat And to her hand held up a cup of Wine To Neptune said he offer up your vow For he expresly is the Pow's Divine That we to worship be assembled now And having drunk give it to this mans hand That he may aâ—so give the Gods their due For all men of the Gods in need do stand And I thought fit to give it first to you ' Cause you are th' elder th' other young as I. Then Pallas from his hand receiv'd the Cup And pleased was to see his Equity And then to Neptune sent her Prayers up Neptune said she have to my Prayer regard First Nestor and his Sons with Honour bless And of his people th'Hecatomb reward And give Telemachus and me success Thus prayed she and gave for what she pray'd And to Telemachus then gave the Cup. And he to Nâ—ptune the same Prayer said The meat being ready now and taken up And into Messes cut themselves they feast And when of hunger extinct was the force Then to his Guests Nestor his speech addrest Friends said he now we time have to discourse Tell me who are you whence d' ye cross the Main Is it for Traffick Or d' ye pleasure take As Pyrates walk at Sea to and again Others to spoil to set your lives at stake To this Telemachus with confidence Which into him the Goddess did inspire The better to obtain Intelligence And reputation to himself acquire Answer'd O Nestor Nelëiades The glory of the Greeks we hither came From Ithaca on no State-business But of my Father to seek news from Fame Unblest Ulysses who at Ilium Together with you fought before the Town Of th' other Chiefs we hear what is become But where Ulysses di'd is still unknown Whether at Land he slain were by the Foe Or by the Sea devoured he hath been But at your knees we hither come to know What you since then have heard of him or seen Wandring about born to calamity Let no respect or pity mitigate Your Story howsoever sad it be Nothing but naked truth to me relate And I beseech you for my Fathers sake If he before the Town of Troy did well Perform the Service he did undertake That nothing but the very truth you tell O Friend said Nestor since you bring again To memory our miseries at Troy Under Achilles first by Sea what pain We suffer'd then and after when we lay And fought before King Priam's Royal Seat What we endured what great men we lost The doughty Ajax and Achilles great That were the Chief of all the Argive host The valiant Patroclus and my Son Antilochus both valiant in fight And if an enemy were put to run Before him he could hardly scape by flight But numberless were our sad chances there No mortal man can count them one by one And if you five or six years should stay here You 'ld weary be of asking and be gone Nine years we plots contriv'd to take the Town Which Jove made prosperous with much ado Ulysses had for plotting the renown For none compar'd himself your Father to If it be true you are Ulysses Son And I confess hearing you speak your mind And stedfastly your person looking or Much respect for you in my self I find While we together were at Troy we rever In Council or Assembly disagreed But what was for the Argives good we ever Endeavour'd what we could to get decreed But when of Troy we had destroy'd the Town And back unto our ships again were come Then Jove upon the Greeks began to frown Intending to them ill returning home For few there were amongst them just or wise But on themselves they drew down their own fate Which made the Goddess Pallas to devise To set the two Atrides at debate Then of the People they a meeting call At almost Sun-set and the people came Having their heads with wine disorder'd all Th' Atrides told them why they call'd the same Where Menelaus votes to cross the Seas And each man to his Country to repass But this advice his Brother did not please To stay there yet a while his counsel was And first a Hecatomb to Sacrifice The Goddess Pallas anger to appease But Agamemnon therein was not wise Men cannot change the will o'th'Gods with ease While they contending were with words unmeet One part arose resolv'd to stay all night And in the Morn to â—o aboard the fleer And each one tow'rds his home to take his flight And shipt our Captive Women and our Prey One half we were and came to Tenedus The other half with Agamemnon stay And Pallas then again divided us And one part back to Agamemnon went But I with all my own ships homeward fled Knowing that Jove to the Greeks evil meant So did the Son of Tideus Diomed. At Lesbos to us Menelaus came Where we which way to go consulting staâ—d Chius wiâ—hin or else without the same And for direction to the Gods we prai'd Of the wide Sea t' Enboea they bid sail That we in safety be the sooner might And sent us therewithal a lusty gale Which brought us to Gerestus when 't was night And there to Neatune we burnt many Thighs On the fourth day the Ships of Diomed To Arges came The same Wind staid â—th'Skies Till I at Pyle was safe deliâ—ered So came I home sweet Child and cannot tell Which of the Greeks came safe home and which not But what has since been told me I know well And so far as is reason you shall know'â— The Myrmydons they say came safely home Conducted by stout Nâ—optolemus And Philoctetes very well did come Unto his Fathers house Pallaâ—tius Idomeneus to Creet brought all hâ—s men That were not slain at Ilium in fight How Agamemnon when come home agen Was butchered I need not to recite Nor how he came nor of Aegistus plot Nor yet how bitterly he smarted for 't 'T is good you see to have a Son begot That can revenge his Father in that sort And you my friend that tall are and well made Be valiant and get ' mongst men good same Telemachus then answered and said O Nestor but my-case is not the same Sharp the revenge was of Atrides Son And far and wide will matter be for Songs But from the Gods such power I have none To be revenged of the Suiters wrongs O Friend said Nestor since I have been told That many who your Mother seek to marry Without your leave do with your house make bold And spending of your substance daily tarry Is it because you are therewith content Or are you foro't to bear such injury Because your people are against you bent Provok't thereto by some Divinity But