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Methinks the noise of trampling steeds I'hear,
Thickening this way, and gathering on my ear;
Perhaps some horses of the Trojan breed
(So may, ye Gods! 'my pious hopes succeed)
The great Tydides and Ulyffes bear,

Return'd triumphant with this prize of war.
Yet much I fear (ah may that fear be vain !).
The chiefs out-number'd by the Trojan train ;
Perhaps, ev'n now pursued, they seek the shore;
Or, oh! perhaps those heroes are no more.

Scarce had he spoke, when lo! the chiefs appear, And spring to earth ; the Greeks dismiss their fear: With words of friendship and extended hands They greet the kings; and Nettor first demands :

Say thou, whose praises all our host proclaim, 640
Thou living glory of the Grecian name!
Say, whence these courfers ? by wliat chance bestow'd !
The spoil of foes, or present of a God?
Not those fair steeds so radiant and so gay,
That draw the burning chariot of the day.
Old as I am, to age I scorn to yield,
And daily mingle in the martial field;
But sure till now no courfers struck my fight
Like these, conspicuous through the ranks of fight.
Some God, I deem, conferr'd the glorious prize, 650
Blest as ye are, and favourites of the skies;
The care of him who bid's the thunder roar,
And * her, whose fury bathes the world with gore,

ar! not so (fage Ithacus rejoind)
f Heaven are of a nobler kind;


Of Minerva.




Of Thracian lineage are the steeds ye view,
Whose hostile king the brave Tydides lew;
Sleeping he dy'd, with all his guards around,
And twelve beside lay gasping on the ground.
These other spoils from conquer'd Dolon came, 660
A wretch, whose swiftness was his only fame,
By Hector sent our forces to explore,
He now lies headless on the sandy More.

Then o'er the trench the bounding coursers flew;
The joyful Greeks with loud acclaim pursue.
Straight to Tydides' high pavilion borne,
The matchless steeds his ample stall adorn :
The neighing coursers their new 'fellows greet,
And the full racks are heap'd with generous wheat.
But Dolon's armour, to his ships convey'd,

High on the painted stern Ulysses laid,
A trophy destin'd to the blue-ey'd Maid.

Now from nocturnal sweat, and ianguine stain,
They cleanse their bodies in the neighbouring main :
Then in the polish'd bath, refresh'd from toil,
Their joints they supple with diffolving oil,
In due repaft indulge the genial hour,
And first to Pallas the libations pour :
They fit, rejoicing in her aid divine,
And the crown'd goblet foams with floods of wine. 680


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The third Battle, and the Ads of Agamemnon. Agamemnon, having armed himself, leads the Grecians

to battle: Hector prepares the Trojans to receive theni ; while Jupiter, Juno, and Minerva, give the signals of war. Agamemnon bears all before him; and Hector is commanded by Jupiter (who sends Iris for that purpose) to decline the engagement, till the king shall be wounded and retire from the field. He then makes a great Naughter of the enemy; Ulyfses and Diomed put a stop to him for a time; but the latter being wounded by Paris, is obliged to desert Kis companion, who is encompassed by the Trojans, wounded, and in the utmost danger, till Menelaus and Ajax rescue him. Hector comes against Ajax; but that hero alone opposes multitudes, and rallies the Greeks. In the inean time Machaon, in the other wing of the army, is pierc'd with an arrow by Paris, and carried from the fight in Nestor's chariot. Achilles (who overlooked the action from his ship) fent Patroclus to enquire which of the Greeks was wounded in that manner? Nestor entertains him in his tent with an account of the accidents of the day, and a long recital of some former wars which he remeinbered, tending to put Patroclus upon persuading Achilles to fight for his countrymen, or at least permit Him to do it, clad in Achilles's armour. Patroclus in his return meets Eurypylus also wounded, and affifts him in that distress.

This book opens with the eight and twentieth day of the poem ; and the same day, with its various ac. tions and adventures, is extended through the twelfth *hirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth, fixteenth, feren-th, and part of the eighteenth books. The scene

the field, near the monument of Ilus,

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