1. Homer, Iliad, 2.214-2.215, 2.220-2.221, 7.345-7.346, 7.351-7.352, 7.355, 18.251-18.252, 18.254-18.313 (8th cent. BCE - 7th cent. BCE)
| 2.214. /thundereth on the long beach, and the deep roareth.Now the others sate them down and were stayed in their places, only there still kept chattering on Thersites of measureless speech, whose mind was full of great store of disorderly words, wherewith to utter revilings against the kings, idly, and in no orderly wise 2.215. /but whatsoever he deemed would raise a laugh among the Argives. Evil-favoured was he beyond all men that came to Ilios: he was bandy-legged and lame in the one foot, and his two shoulders were rounded, stooping together over his chest, and above them his head was warped, and a scant stubble grew thereon. 2.220. /Hateful was he to Achilles above all, and to Odysseus, for it was they twain that he was wont to revile; but now again with shrill cries he uttered abuse against goodly Agamemnon. With him were the Achaeans exceeding wroth, and had indignation in their hearts. 2.221. /Hateful was he to Achilles above all, and to Odysseus, for it was they twain that he was wont to revile; but now again with shrill cries he uttered abuse against goodly Agamemnon. With him were the Achaeans exceeding wroth, and had indignation in their hearts. 7.345. /And of the Trojans likewise was a gathering held in the citadel of Ilios, a gathering fierce and tumultuous, beside Priam's doors. Among them wise Antenor was first to speak, saying:Hearken to me, ye Trojans and Dardanians and allies, that I may speak what the heart in my breast biddeth me. 7.346. /And of the Trojans likewise was a gathering held in the citadel of Ilios, a gathering fierce and tumultuous, beside Priam's doors. Among them wise Antenor was first to speak, saying:Hearken to me, ye Trojans and Dardanians and allies, that I may speak what the heart in my breast biddeth me. 7.351. /Come ye now, let us give Argive Helen and the treasure with her unto the sons of Atreus to take away. Now do we fight after proving false to our oaths of faith, wherefore have I no hope that aught will issue to our profit, if we do not thus. 7.352. /Come ye now, let us give Argive Helen and the treasure with her unto the sons of Atreus to take away. Now do we fight after proving false to our oaths of faith, wherefore have I no hope that aught will issue to our profit, if we do not thus. 7.355. /goodly Alexander, lord of fair-haired Helen; he made answer, and spake to him winged words:Antenor, this that thou sayest is no longer to my pleasure; yea thou knowest how to devise better words than these. But if thou verily speakest this in earnest 18.251. /the son of Panthous; for he alone looked at once before and after. Comrade was he of Hector, and in the one night were they born: howbeit in speech was one far the best, the other with the spear. He with good intent addressed their gathering, and spake among them:On both sides, my friends, bethink you well. For my own part I bid you 18.252. /the son of Panthous; for he alone looked at once before and after. Comrade was he of Hector, and in the one night were they born: howbeit in speech was one far the best, the other with the spear. He with good intent addressed their gathering, and spake among them:On both sides, my friends, bethink you well. For my own part I bid you 18.254. /the son of Panthous; for he alone looked at once before and after. Comrade was he of Hector, and in the one night were they born: howbeit in speech was one far the best, the other with the spear. He with good intent addressed their gathering, and spake among them:On both sides, my friends, bethink you well. For my own part I bid you 18.255. /return even now to the city, neither on the plain beside the ships await bright Dawn, for afar from the wall are we. As long as this man continued in wrath against goodly Agamemnon, even so long were the Achaeans easier to fight against; aye, and I too was glad, when hard by the swift ships I spent the night 18.256. /return even now to the city, neither on the plain beside the ships await bright Dawn, for afar from the wall are we. As long as this man continued in wrath against goodly Agamemnon, even so long were the Achaeans easier to fight against; aye, and I too was glad, when hard by the swift ships I spent the night 18.257. /return even now to the city, neither on the plain beside the ships await bright Dawn, for afar from the wall are we. As long as this man continued in wrath against goodly Agamemnon, even so long were the Achaeans easier to fight against; aye, and I too was glad, when hard by the swift ships I spent the night 18.258. /return even now to the city, neither on the plain beside the ships await bright Dawn, for afar from the wall are we. As long as this man continued in wrath against goodly Agamemnon, even so long were the Achaeans easier to fight against; aye, and I too was glad, when hard by the swift ships I spent the night 18.259. /return even now to the city, neither on the plain beside the ships await bright Dawn, for afar from the wall are we. As long as this man continued in wrath against goodly Agamemnon, even so long were the Achaeans easier to fight against; aye, and I too was glad, when hard by the swift ships I spent the night 18.260. /in hope that we should take the curved ships. But now do I wondrously fear the swift-footed son of Peleus; so masterful is his spirit, he will not be minded to abide in the plain, where in the midst both Trojans and Achaeans share in the fury of Ares; 18.261. /in hope that we should take the curved ships. But now do I wondrously fear the swift-footed son of Peleus; so masterful is his spirit, he will not be minded to abide in the plain, where in the midst both Trojans and Achaeans share in the fury of Ares; 18.262. /in hope that we should take the curved ships. But now do I wondrously fear the swift-footed son of Peleus; so masterful is his spirit, he will not be minded to abide in the plain, where in the midst both Trojans and Achaeans share in the fury of Ares; 18.263. /in hope that we should take the curved ships. But now do I wondrously fear the swift-footed son of Peleus; so masterful is his spirit, he will not be minded to abide in the plain, where in the midst both Trojans and Achaeans share in the fury of Ares; 18.264. /in hope that we should take the curved ships. But now do I wondrously fear the swift-footed son of Peleus; so masterful is his spirit, he will not be minded to abide in the plain, where in the midst both Trojans and Achaeans share in the fury of Ares; 18.265. /but it is for our city that he will fight, and for our wives. Nay, let us go to the city; hearken ye unto me, for on this wise shall it be. For this present hath immortal night stayed the swift-footed son of Peleus, but if on the morrow he shall come forth in harness and light on us yet abiding here, full well shall many a one come to know him; for with joy shall he that escapeth win to sacred Ilios 18.266. /but it is for our city that he will fight, and for our wives. Nay, let us go to the city; hearken ye unto me, for on this wise shall it be. For this present hath immortal night stayed the swift-footed son of Peleus, but if on the morrow he shall come forth in harness and light on us yet abiding here, full well shall many a one come to know him; for with joy shall he that escapeth win to sacred Ilios 18.267. /but it is for our city that he will fight, and for our wives. Nay, let us go to the city; hearken ye unto me, for on this wise shall it be. For this present hath immortal night stayed the swift-footed son of Peleus, but if on the morrow he shall come forth in harness and light on us yet abiding here, full well shall many a one come to know him; for with joy shall he that escapeth win to sacred Ilios 18.268. /but it is for our city that he will fight, and for our wives. Nay, let us go to the city; hearken ye unto me, for on this wise shall it be. For this present hath immortal night stayed the swift-footed son of Peleus, but if on the morrow he shall come forth in harness and light on us yet abiding here, full well shall many a one come to know him; for with joy shall he that escapeth win to sacred Ilios 18.269. /but it is for our city that he will fight, and for our wives. Nay, let us go to the city; hearken ye unto me, for on this wise shall it be. For this present hath immortal night stayed the swift-footed son of Peleus, but if on the morrow he shall come forth in harness and light on us yet abiding here, full well shall many a one come to know him; for with joy shall he that escapeth win to sacred Ilios 18.270. /and many of the Trojans shall the dogs and vultures devour—far from my ear be the tale thereof. But and if we hearken to my words for all we be loath, this night shall we keep our forces in the place of gathering, and the city shall be guarded by the walls 18.271. /and many of the Trojans shall the dogs and vultures devour—far from my ear be the tale thereof. But and if we hearken to my words for all we be loath, this night shall we keep our forces in the place of gathering, and the city shall be guarded by the walls 18.272. /and many of the Trojans shall the dogs and vultures devour—far from my ear be the tale thereof. But and if we hearken to my words for all we be loath, this night shall we keep our forces in the place of gathering, and the city shall be guarded by the walls 18.273. /and many of the Trojans shall the dogs and vultures devour—far from my ear be the tale thereof. But and if we hearken to my words for all we be loath, this night shall we keep our forces in the place of gathering, and the city shall be guarded by the walls 18.274. /and many of the Trojans shall the dogs and vultures devour—far from my ear be the tale thereof. But and if we hearken to my words for all we be loath, this night shall we keep our forces in the place of gathering, and the city shall be guarded by the walls 18.275. /and high gates and by the tall well-polished doors that are set therein, bolted fast. But in the morning at the coming of Dawn arrayed in our armour will we make our stand upon the walls; and the worse will it be for him, if he be minded to come forth from the ships and fight with us to win the wall. 18.276. /and high gates and by the tall well-polished doors that are set therein, bolted fast. But in the morning at the coming of Dawn arrayed in our armour will we make our stand upon the walls; and the worse will it be for him, if he be minded to come forth from the ships and fight with us to win the wall. 18.277. /and high gates and by the tall well-polished doors that are set therein, bolted fast. But in the morning at the coming of Dawn arrayed in our armour will we make our stand upon the walls; and the worse will it be for him, if he be minded to come forth from the ships and fight with us to win the wall. 18.278. /and high gates and by the tall well-polished doors that are set therein, bolted fast. But in the morning at the coming of Dawn arrayed in our armour will we make our stand upon the walls; and the worse will it be for him, if he be minded to come forth from the ships and fight with us to win the wall. 18.279. /and high gates and by the tall well-polished doors that are set therein, bolted fast. But in the morning at the coming of Dawn arrayed in our armour will we make our stand upon the walls; and the worse will it be for him, if he be minded to come forth from the ships and fight with us to win the wall. 18.280. /Back again to his ships shall he hie him, when he hath given his horses, with high-arched necks, surfeit of coursing to and fro, as he driveth vainly beneath the city. But to force his way within will his heart not suffer him nor shall he lay it waste; ere that shall the swift dogs devour him. 18.281. /Back again to his ships shall he hie him, when he hath given his horses, with high-arched necks, surfeit of coursing to and fro, as he driveth vainly beneath the city. But to force his way within will his heart not suffer him nor shall he lay it waste; ere that shall the swift dogs devour him. 18.282. /Back again to his ships shall he hie him, when he hath given his horses, with high-arched necks, surfeit of coursing to and fro, as he driveth vainly beneath the city. But to force his way within will his heart not suffer him nor shall he lay it waste; ere that shall the swift dogs devour him. 18.283. /Back again to his ships shall he hie him, when he hath given his horses, with high-arched necks, surfeit of coursing to and fro, as he driveth vainly beneath the city. But to force his way within will his heart not suffer him nor shall he lay it waste; ere that shall the swift dogs devour him. 18.284. /Back again to his ships shall he hie him, when he hath given his horses, with high-arched necks, surfeit of coursing to and fro, as he driveth vainly beneath the city. But to force his way within will his heart not suffer him nor shall he lay it waste; ere that shall the swift dogs devour him. Then with an angry glance from beneath his brows spake to him Hector of the flashing helm: 18.285. / Polydamas, this that thou sayest is no longer to my pleasure, seeing thou biddest us go back and be pent within the city. In good sooth have ye not yet had your fill of being pent within the walls? of old all mortal men were wont to tell of Priam's city, for its wealth of gold, its wealth of bronze; 18.286. / Polydamas, this that thou sayest is no longer to my pleasure, seeing thou biddest us go back and be pent within the city. In good sooth have ye not yet had your fill of being pent within the walls? of old all mortal men were wont to tell of Priam's city, for its wealth of gold, its wealth of bronze; 18.287. / Polydamas, this that thou sayest is no longer to my pleasure, seeing thou biddest us go back and be pent within the city. In good sooth have ye not yet had your fill of being pent within the walls? of old all mortal men were wont to tell of Priam's city, for its wealth of gold, its wealth of bronze; 18.288. / Polydamas, this that thou sayest is no longer to my pleasure, seeing thou biddest us go back and be pent within the city. In good sooth have ye not yet had your fill of being pent within the walls? of old all mortal men were wont to tell of Priam's city, for its wealth of gold, its wealth of bronze; 18.289. / Polydamas, this that thou sayest is no longer to my pleasure, seeing thou biddest us go back and be pent within the city. In good sooth have ye not yet had your fill of being pent within the walls? of old all mortal men were wont to tell of Priam's city, for its wealth of gold, its wealth of bronze; 18.290. /but now are its goodly treasures perished from its homes, and lo, possessions full many have been sold away to Phrygia and lovely Maeonia, since great Zeus waxed wroth. But now, when the son of crooked-counselling Cronos hath vouchsafed me to win glory at the ships, and to pen the Achaeans, beside the sea 18.291. /but now are its goodly treasures perished from its homes, and lo, possessions full many have been sold away to Phrygia and lovely Maeonia, since great Zeus waxed wroth. But now, when the son of crooked-counselling Cronos hath vouchsafed me to win glory at the ships, and to pen the Achaeans, beside the sea 18.292. /but now are its goodly treasures perished from its homes, and lo, possessions full many have been sold away to Phrygia and lovely Maeonia, since great Zeus waxed wroth. But now, when the son of crooked-counselling Cronos hath vouchsafed me to win glory at the ships, and to pen the Achaeans, beside the sea 18.293. /but now are its goodly treasures perished from its homes, and lo, possessions full many have been sold away to Phrygia and lovely Maeonia, since great Zeus waxed wroth. But now, when the son of crooked-counselling Cronos hath vouchsafed me to win glory at the ships, and to pen the Achaeans, beside the sea 18.294. /but now are its goodly treasures perished from its homes, and lo, possessions full many have been sold away to Phrygia and lovely Maeonia, since great Zeus waxed wroth. But now, when the son of crooked-counselling Cronos hath vouchsafed me to win glory at the ships, and to pen the Achaeans, beside the sea 18.295. /no longer, thou fool, do thou show forth counsels such as these among the folk. For not a man of the Trojans will hearken to thee; I will not suffer it. Nay, come; even as I shall bid, let us all obey: for this present take ye your supper throughout the host by companies, and take heed to keep watch, and be wakeful every man. 18.296. /no longer, thou fool, do thou show forth counsels such as these among the folk. For not a man of the Trojans will hearken to thee; I will not suffer it. Nay, come; even as I shall bid, let us all obey: for this present take ye your supper throughout the host by companies, and take heed to keep watch, and be wakeful every man. 18.297. /no longer, thou fool, do thou show forth counsels such as these among the folk. For not a man of the Trojans will hearken to thee; I will not suffer it. Nay, come; even as I shall bid, let us all obey: for this present take ye your supper throughout the host by companies, and take heed to keep watch, and be wakeful every man. 18.298. /no longer, thou fool, do thou show forth counsels such as these among the folk. For not a man of the Trojans will hearken to thee; I will not suffer it. Nay, come; even as I shall bid, let us all obey: for this present take ye your supper throughout the host by companies, and take heed to keep watch, and be wakeful every man. 18.299. /no longer, thou fool, do thou show forth counsels such as these among the folk. For not a man of the Trojans will hearken to thee; I will not suffer it. Nay, come; even as I shall bid, let us all obey: for this present take ye your supper throughout the host by companies, and take heed to keep watch, and be wakeful every man. 18.300. /And of the Trojans whoso is distressed beyond measure for his goods, let him gather them together and give them to the folk for them to feast thereon in common; better were it that they have profit thereof than the Achaeans. But in the morning, at the coming of Dawn, arrayed in our armour, let us arouse sharp battle at the hollow ships. But if in deed and in truth goodly Achilles is arisen by the ships, the worse shall it be for him, if he so will it. I verily will not flee from him out of dolorous war, but face to face will I stand against him, whether he shall win great victory, or haply I. Alike to all is the god of war, and lo, he slayeth him that would slay. So Hector addressed their gathering, and thereat the Trojans shouted aloud, fools that they were! for from them Pallas Athene took away their wits. To Hector they all gave praise in his ill advising, but Polydamas no man praised, albeit he devised counsel that was good. So then they took supper throughout the host; but the Achaeans 18.301. /And of the Trojans whoso is distressed beyond measure for his goods, let him gather them together and give them to the folk for them to feast thereon in common; better were it that they have profit thereof than the Achaeans. But in the morning, at the coming of Dawn, arrayed in our armour, let us arouse sharp battle at the hollow ships. But if in deed and in truth goodly Achilles is arisen by the ships, the worse shall it be for him, if he so will it. I verily will not flee from him out of dolorous war, but face to face will I stand against him, whether he shall win great victory, or haply I. Alike to all is the god of war, and lo, he slayeth him that would slay. So Hector addressed their gathering, and thereat the Trojans shouted aloud, fools that they were! for from them Pallas Athene took away their wits. To Hector they all gave praise in his ill advising, but Polydamas no man praised, albeit he devised counsel that was good. So then they took supper throughout the host; but the Achaeans 18.302. /And of the Trojans whoso is distressed beyond measure for his goods, let him gather them together and give them to the folk for them to feast thereon in common; better were it that they have profit thereof than the Achaeans. But in the morning, at the coming of Dawn, arrayed in our armour, let us arouse sharp battle at the hollow ships. But if in deed and in truth goodly Achilles is arisen by the ships, the worse shall it be for him, if he so will it. I verily will not flee from him out of dolorous war, but face to face will I stand against him, whether he shall win great victory, or haply I. Alike to all is the god of war, and lo, he slayeth him that would slay. So Hector addressed their gathering, and thereat the Trojans shouted aloud, fools that they were! for from them Pallas Athene took away their wits. To Hector they all gave praise in his ill advising, but Polydamas no man praised, albeit he devised counsel that was good. So then they took supper throughout the host; but the Achaeans 18.303. /And of the Trojans whoso is distressed beyond measure for his goods, let him gather them together and give them to the folk for them to feast thereon in common; better were it that they have profit thereof than the Achaeans. But in the morning, at the coming of Dawn, arrayed in our armour, let us arouse sharp battle at the hollow ships. But if in deed and in truth goodly Achilles is arisen by the ships, the worse shall it be for him, if he so will it. I verily will not flee from him out of dolorous war, but face to face will I stand against him, whether he shall win great victory, or haply I. Alike to all is the god of war, and lo, he slayeth him that would slay. So Hector addressed their gathering, and thereat the Trojans shouted aloud, fools that they were! for from them Pallas Athene took away their wits. To Hector they all gave praise in his ill advising, but Polydamas no man praised, albeit he devised counsel that was good. So then they took supper throughout the host; but the Achaeans 18.304. /And of the Trojans whoso is distressed beyond measure for his goods, let him gather them together and give them to the folk for them to feast thereon in common; better were it that they have profit thereof than the Achaeans. But in the morning, at the coming of Dawn, arrayed in our armour, let us arouse sharp battle at the hollow ships. But if in deed and in truth goodly Achilles is arisen by the ships, the worse shall it be for him, if he so will it. I verily will not flee from him out of dolorous war, but face to face will I stand against him, whether he shall win great victory, or haply I. Alike to all is the god of war, and lo, he slayeth him that would slay. So Hector addressed their gathering, and thereat the Trojans shouted aloud, fools that they were! for from them Pallas Athene took away their wits. To Hector they all gave praise in his ill advising, but Polydamas no man praised, albeit he devised counsel that was good. So then they took supper throughout the host; but the Achaeans |
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3. Vergil, Aeneis, 8.205, 10.82, 10.606-10.688, 10.692, 10.707-10.718, 10.720-10.730, 10.743, 10.758-10.759, 10.767, 11.225-11.444 (1st cent. BCE - 1st cent. BCE)
| 8.205. quail not in battle; souls of fire are we 10.82. and keep that spot of earth where once was Troy ! 10.606. canned him from far, hurling defiant words 10.607. in answer to the King's. “My honor now 10.608. hall have the royal trophy of this war 10.609. or glorious death. For either fortune fair 10.610. my sire is ready. Threaten me no more!” 10.611. So saying, to the midmost space he strode 10.612. and in Arcadian hearts the blood stood still. 10.613. Swift from his chariot Turnus leaped, and ran 10.614. to closer fight. As when some lion sees 10.615. from his far mountain-lair a raging bull 10.616. that sniffs the battle from the grassy field 10.617. and down the steep he flies—such picture showed 10.618. grim Turnus as he came. But when he seemed 10.619. within a spear's cast, Pallas opened fight 10.620. expecting Fortune's favor to the brave 10.621. in such unequal match; and thus he prayed: 10.622. “O, by my hospitable father's roof 10.623. where thou didst enter as a stranger-guest 10.624. hear me, Alcides, and give aid divine 10.625. to this great deed. Let Turnus see these hands 10.626. trip from his half-dead breast the bloody spoil! 10.627. and let his eyes in death endure to see 10.628. his conqueror!” Alcides heard the youth: 10.629. but prisoned in his heart a deep-drawn sigh 10.630. and shed vain tears; for Jove, the King and Sire, . 10.631. poke with benigt accents to his son: 10.632. “To each his day is given. Beyond recall 10.633. man's little time runs by: but to prolong 10.634. life's glory by great deeds is virtue's power. 10.635. Beneath the lofty walls of fallen Troy 10.636. fell many a son of Heaven. Yea, there was slain 10.637. Sarpedon, my own offspring. Turnus too 10.638. is summoned to his doom, and nears the bounds 10.639. of his appointed span.” So speaking, Jove 10.640. turned from Rutulia's war his eyes away. 10.641. But Pallas hurled his lance with might and main 10.642. and from its hollow scabbard flashed his sword. 10.643. The flying shaft touched where the plated steel 10.644. over the shoulders rose, and worked its way 10.645. through the shield's rim—then falling, glanced aside 10.646. from Turnus' giant body. Turnus then 10.647. poised, without haste, his iron-pointed spear 10.648. and, launching it on Pallas, cried, “Look now 10.649. will not this shaft a good bit deeper drive?” 10.650. He said: and through the mid-boss of the shield 10.651. teel scales and brass with bull's-hide folded round 10.652. the quivering spear-point crashed resistlessly 10.653. and through the corselet's broken barrier 10.654. pierced Pallas' heart. The youth plucked out in vain 10.655. the hot shaft from the wound; his life and blood 10.656. together ebbed away, as sinking prone 10.657. on his rent side he fell; above him rang 10.658. his armor; and from lips with blood defiled 10.659. he breathed his last upon his foeman's ground. 10.660. Over him Turnus stood: “Arcadians all,” 10.661. He cried, “take tidings of this feat of arms 10.662. to King Evander. With a warrior's wage 10.663. his Pallas I restore, and freely grant 10.664. what glory in a hero's tomb may lie 10.665. or comfort in a grave. They dearly pay 10.666. who bid Aeneas welcome at their board.” 10.667. So saying, with his left foot he held down 10.668. the lifeless form, and raised the heavy weight 10.669. of graven belt, which pictured forth that crime 10.670. of youthful company by treason slain 10.671. all on their wedding night, in bridal bowers 10.672. to horrid murder given,—which Clonus, son 10.673. of Eurytus, had wrought in lavish gold; 10.674. this Turnus in his triumph bore away 10.675. exulting in the spoil. O heart of man 10.676. not knowing doom, nor of events to be! 10.677. Nor, being lifted up, to keep thy bounds 10.678. in prosperous days! To Turnus comes the hour 10.679. when he would fain a prince's ransom give 10.680. had Pallas passed unscathed, and will bewail 10.681. cuch spoil of victory. With weeping now 10.682. and lamentations Ioud his comrades lay 10.683. young Pallas on his shield, and thronging close 10.684. carry him homeward with a mournful song: 10.685. alas! the sorrow and the glorious gain 10.686. thy sire shall have in thee. For one brief day 10.687. bore thee to battle and now bears away; 10.692. prompt help for routed Troy . His ready sword 10.707. clean over him; then at Aeneas' knees 10.708. he crouched and clung with supplicating cry: 10.709. “O, by thy father's spirit, by thy hope 10.710. in young Iulus, I implore thee, spare 10.711. for son and father's sake this life of mine. 10.712. A lofty house have I, where safely hid 10.713. are stores of graven silver and good weight 10.714. of wrought and unwrought gold. The fate of war 10.715. hangs not on me; nor can one little life 10.716. thy victory decide.” In answer spoke 10.717. Aeneas: “Hoard the silver and the gold 10.718. for thy own sons. Such bartering in war 10.720. Thus bids Anchises' shade, Iulus—thus!” 10.721. He spoke: and, grasping with his mighty left 10.722. the helmet of the vainly suppliant foe 10.723. bent back the throat and drove hilt-deep his sword. 10.724. A little space removed, Haemonides 10.725. priest of Phoebus and pale Trivia, stood 10.726. whose ribboned brows a sacred fillet bound: 10.727. in shining vesture he, and glittering arms. 10.728. Him too the Trojan met, repelled, and towered 10.729. above the fallen form, o'ermantling it 10.730. in mortal shade; Serestus bore away 10.743. (Him Dryope, the nymph, to Faunus bore) 10.758. though all in Turnus' van; and Numa bold 10.759. and Camers tawny-tressed, the son and heir 10.767. against Jove's thunder;—so Aeneas raged 11.225. yon glittering spoils of victims of thy sword! 11.226. Thou, Turnus, too, wert now an effigy 11.227. in giant armor clad, if but his years 11.228. and strength full ripe had been fair match for thine! 11.229. But now my woes detain the Trojan host 11.230. from battle. I beseech ye haste away 11.231. and bear this faithful message to your King: 11.232. ince I but linger out a life I loathe 11.233. without my Pallas, nothing but thy sword 11.234. can bid me live. Then let thy sword repay 11.235. its debt to sire and son by Turnus slain! 11.236. Such deed alone may with thy honor fit 11.237. and happier fortunes. But my life to me 11.238. has no joy left to pray for, save to bring 11.240. Meanwhile o'er sorrowing mortals the bright morn 11.241. had lifted her mild beam, renewing so 11.242. the burden of man's toil. Aeneas now 11.243. built funeral pyres along the winding shore 11.244. King Tarchon at his side. Each thither brought 11.245. the bodies of his kin, observing well 11.246. all ancient ritual. The fuming fires 11.247. burned from beneath, till highest heaven was hid 11.248. in blackest, overmantling cloud. Three times 11.249. the warriors, sheathed in proud, resplendent steel 11.250. paced round the kindling pyres; and three times 11.251. fair companies of horsemen circled slow 11.252. with loud lamenting, round the doleful flame. 11.253. The wail of warriors and the trumpets' blare 11.254. the very welkin rend. Cast on the flames 11.255. are spoils of slaughtered Latins,—helms and blades 11.256. bridles and chariot-wheels. Yet others bring 11.257. gifts to the dead familiar, their own shields 11.258. and unavailing spears. Around them slain 11.259. great herds of kine give tribute unto death: 11.260. wine, bristly-backed, from many a field are borne 11.261. and slaughtered sheep bleed o'er the sacred fire. 11.262. So on the shore the wailing multitude 11.263. behold their comrades burning, and keep guard 11.264. o'er the consuming pyres, nor turn away 11.265. till cooling night re-shifts the globe of heaven 11.267. Likewise the mournful Latins far away 11.268. have built their myriad pyres. Yet of the slain 11.269. not few in graves are laid, and borne with tears 11.270. to neighboring country-side or native town; 11.271. the rest—promiscuous mass of dead unknown— 11.272. to nameless and unhonored ashes burn; 11.273. with multitude of fires the far-spread fields 11.274. blaze forth unweariedly. But when from heaven 11.275. the third morn had dispelled the dark and cold 11.276. the mournful bands raked forth the mingled bones 11.277. and plenteous ashes from the smouldering pyres 11.278. then heaped with earth the one sepulchral mound. 11.279. Now from the hearth-stones of the opulent town 11.280. of old Latinus a vast wail burst forth 11.281. for there was found the chief and bitterest share 11.282. of all the woe. For mothers in their tears 11.283. lone brides, and stricken souls of sisters fond 11.284. and boys left fatherless, fling curses Ioud 11.285. on Turnus' troth-plight and the direful war: 11.286. “Let him, let Turnus, with his single sword 11.287. decide the strife,”—they cry,—“and who shall claim 11.288. Lordship of Italy and power supreme.” 11.289. Fierce Drances whets their fury, urging all 11.290. that Turnus singly must the challenge hear 11.291. and singly wage the war; but others plead 11.292. in Turnus' favor; the Queen's noble name 11.293. protects him, and his high renown in arms 11.295. Amid these tumults of the wrathful throng 11.296. lo, the ambassadors to Diomed 11.297. arrive with cloudy forehead from their quest 11.298. in his illustrious town; for naught availed 11.299. their toilsome errand, nor the gifts and gold 11.300. nor strong entreaty. Other help in war 11.301. the Latins now must find, or humbly sue 11.302. peace from the Trojan. At such tidings dire 11.303. even Latinus trembles: Heaven's decrees 11.304. and influence of gods too visible 11.305. ustain Aeneas; so the wrath divine 11.306. and new-filled sepulchres conspicuous 11.307. give warning clear. Therefore the King convenes 11.308. a general council of his captains brave 11.309. beneath the royal towers. They, gathering 11.310. throng the approaches thither, where their Iord 11.311. gray-haired Latinus, takes the central throne 11.312. wearing authority with mournful brow. 11.313. He bids the envoys from Aetolia's King 11.314. ent back, to speak and tell the royal words 11.315. in order due. Forthwith on every tongue 11.316. fell silence, while the princely Venulus 11.318. “My countrymen,” he said, “our eyes have seen 11.319. trongholds of Greeks and Diomed the King. 11.320. We braved all perils to our journey's end 11.321. and clasped that hand whereof the dreadful stroke 11.322. wrought Ilium 's fall. The hero built a town 11.323. Argyripa, hereditary name 11.324. near mount Garganus in Apulian land: 11.325. passing that city's portal and the King's 11.326. we found free audience, held forth thy gifts 11.327. and told our names and fatherland. We showed 11.328. what condict was enkindled, and what cause 11.329. brought us to Arpi's King. He, hearing all 11.330. with brow benign made answer to our plea: 11.331. ‘O happy tribes in Saturn's kingdom born 11.332. Ausonia's ancient stem! What fortune blind 11.333. tempts ye from peace away, and now ensnares 11.334. in wars unknown? Look how we men that dared 11.335. lay Ilium waste (I speak not of what woes 11.336. in battling neath her lofty walls we bore 11.337. nor of dead warriors sunk in Simois' wave) 11.338. have paid the penalty in many a land 11.339. with chastisement accurst and changeful woe 11.340. till Priam's self might pity. Let the star 11.341. of Pallas tell its tale of fatal storm 11.342. off grim Caphereus and Eubcea's crags. 11.343. Driven asunder from one field of war 11.344. Atrides unto farthest Egypt strayed 11.345. and wise Ulysses saw from Aetna 's caves 11.346. the Cyclops gathering. Why name the throne 11.347. of Pyrrhus, or the violated hearth 11.348. whence fled Idomeneus? Or Locri cast 11.349. on Libya 's distant shore? For even he 11.350. Lord of Mycenae by the Greeks obeyed 11.351. fell murdered on his threshold by the hand 11.352. of that polluted wife, whose paramour 11.353. trapped Asia 's conqueror. The envious gods 11.354. withheld me also from returning home 11.355. to see once more the hearth-stone of my sires 11.356. the wife I yearn for, and my Calydon 11.357. the beauteous land. For wonders horrible 11.358. pursue me still. My vanished followers 11.359. through upper air take wing, or haunt and rove 11.360. in forms of birds the island waters o'er: 11.361. ah me, what misery my people feel! 11.362. The tall rocks ring with their lament and cry. 11.363. Naught else had I to hope for from that day 11.364. when my infatuate sword on gods I drew 11.365. and outraged with abominable wound 11.366. the hand of Venus. Urge me not, I pray 11.367. to conflicts in this wise. No more for me 11.368. of war with Trojans after Ilium 's fall! 11.369. I take no joy in evils past, nor wish 11.370. uch memory to renew. Go, lay these gifts 11.371. brought to my honor from your ancient land 11.372. at great Aeneas' feet. We twain have stood 11.373. confronting close with swords implacable 11.374. in mortal fray. Believe me, I have known 11.375. the stature of him when he lifts his shield 11.376. and swings the whirlwind of his spear. If Troy 11.377. two more such sons had bred, the Dardan horde 11.378. had stormed at Argos ' gates, and Greece to-day 11.379. were for her fallen fortunes grieving sore. 11.380. Our lingering at Ilium 's stubborn wall 11.381. our sluggard conquest halting ten years Iong 11.382. was his and Hector's work. Heroic pair! 11.383. Each one for valor notable, and each 11.384. famous in enterprise of arms,—but he 11.385. was first in piety. Enclasp with his 11.386. your hands in plighted peace as best ye may: 11.387. but shock of steel on steel ye well may shun.’ 11.388. now hast thou heard, good King, a king's reply 11.390. Soon as the envoys ceased, an answering sound 11.391. of troubled voices through the council flowed 11.392. of various note, as when its rocky bed 11.393. impedes an arrowy stream, and murmurs break 11.394. from the strait-channelled flood; the fringing shores 11.395. repeat the tumult of the clamorous wave. 11.396. But when their hearts and troublous tongues were still 11.397. the King, invoking first the gods in heaven 11.399. “Less evil were our case, if long ago 11.400. ye had provided for your country's weal 11.401. O Latins, as I urged. It is no time 11.402. to hold dispute, while, compassing our walls 11.403. the foeman waits. Ill-omened war is ours 11.404. against a race of gods, my countrymen 11.405. invincible, unwearied in the fray 11.406. and who, though lost and fallen, clutch the sword. 11.407. If hope ye cherished of Aetolia 's power 11.408. dismiss it! For what hope ye have is found 11.409. in your own bosoms only. But ye know 11.410. how slight it is and small. What ruin wide 11.411. has fallen, is now palpable and clear. 11.412. No blame I cast. What valor's uttermost 11.413. may do was done; our kingdom in this war 11.414. trained its last thews. Now therefore I will tell 11.415. uch project as my doubtful mind may frame 11.416. and briefly, if ye give good heed, unfold: 11.417. an ancient tract have I, close-bordering 11.418. the river Tiber ; it runs westward far 11.419. beyond Sicania's bound, and filth it bears 11.420. to Rutule and Auruncan husbandmen 11.421. who furrow its hard hills or feed their flocks 11.422. along the stonier slopes. Let this demesne 11.423. together with its pine-clad mountain tall 11.424. be given the Teucrian for our pledge of peace 11.425. confirmed by free and equitable league 11.426. and full alliance with our kingly power. 11.427. Let them abide there, if it please them so 11.428. and build their city's wall. But if their hearts 11.429. for other land or people yearn, and fate 11.430. permits them hence to go, then let us build 11.431. twice ten good galleys of Italian oak 11.432. or more, if they can man them. All the wood 11.433. lies yonder on the shore. Let them but say 11.434. how numerous and large the ships they crave 11.435. and we will give the brass, the artisans 11.436. and ship-supplies. Let us for envoys choose 11.437. a hundred of the Latins noblest born 11.438. to tell our message and arrange the peace 11.439. bearing mild olive-boughs and weighty gifts 11.440. of ivory and gold, with chair of state 11.441. and purple robe, our emblems as a king. 11.442. But freely let this council speak; give aid 11.443. to our exhausted cause.” Then Drances rose 11.444. that foe inveterate, whom Turnus' fame |
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