Part 27 (1/2)

Juno and Pallas grieving hear the dooh secret anger swell'd Minerva's breast, The prudent Goddess yet her wrath repress'd; But Juno, ie, replies: ”What hast thou said, O tyrant of the skies!

Strength and orieve alone

For Greece we grieve, abandon'd by her fate To drink the dregs of thy unmeasured hate

Fro see our Argives slain; Yet grant our counsels still their breasts e of Jove”

The Goddess thus; and thus the God replies, Who swells the clouds, and blackens all the skies:

”The hty Thunderer in arives then shall load the plain, Those radiant eyes shall view, and view in vain

Nor shall great Hector cease the rage of fight, The navy flaht, Even till the day when certain fates ordain That stern Achilles (his Patroclus slain) Shall rise in vengeance, and lay waste the plain

For such is fate, nor canst thou turn its course With all thy rage, with all thy rebel force

Fly, if thy wilt, to earth's ree the seas resound; Where cursed Iapetus and Saturn dwell, Fast by the brink, within the strealooales refresh the lazy air: There arm once more the bold titanian band; And arm in vain; for what I will, shall stand”

Now deep in ocean sunk the laht: The conquering Trojansbless the friendly shade

The victors keep the field; and Hector calls A martial council near the navy walls; These to Scamander's bank apart he led, Where thinly scatter'd lay the heaps of dead

The asseround, Attend his order, and their prince surround

A th, Of full ten cubits was the lance's length; The point was brass, refulgent to behold, Fix'd to the ith circling rings of gold: The noble Hector on his lance reclined, And, bending forward, thus reveal'd his mind:

”Ye valiant Trojans, with attention hear!

Ye Dardan bands, and generous aids, give ear!

This day, we hoped, would wrap in conquering flame Greece with her shi+ps, and crown our toils with fauards theht, and use her peaceful hours Our steeds to forage, and refresh our powers

Straight fro bread and generous wine be brought Wide o'er the field, high blazing to the sky, Let nu piles with plenteous fuel raise, Till the bright morn her purple beaht, Greece on her sable shi+ps atteain Their lofty decks, or safely cleave thetoken of the Phrygian foe, Wounds, that long hence may ask their spouses' care

And warn their children froh the circuit of our Ilion wall, Let sacred heralds sound the solemn call; To bid the sires with hoary honours crown'd, And beardless youths, our battleuard, while distant lie our powers, And let the hts the towers; Lest, under covert of the ht shade, The insidious foe the naked town invade

Suffice, to-night, these orders to obey; A nobler charge shall rouse the dawning day

The Gods, I trust, shall give to Hector's hand Froh'd, with fates averse, the watery way: For Trojan vultures a predestined prey

Our co paints the fields of air, Sheathed in bright are, And the fired fleet behold the battle rage

Then, then shall Hector and Tydides prove Whose fates are heaviest in the scales of Jove

To-lorious morn!) Shall see his bloody spoils in triuored, And prostrate heroes bleed around their lord

Certain as this, oh! lorious, and black death secure; So lory know no bound, Like Pallas worshi+pp'd, like the sun renown'd!

As the next dawn, the last they shall enjoy, Shall crush the Greeks, and end the woes of Troy”

The leader spoke Fro the shores resound

Each fro steeds untied, And fix'd their headstalls to his chariot-side

Fat sheep and oxen fro bread, Full hecato on the shore: The winds to heaven the curling vapours bore

Ungrateful offering to the i heavy o'er the Trojan towers: Nor Priarace; Proud Troy they hated, and her guilty race

The troops exulting sat in order round, And bearound

As when the ht,(198) O'er heaven's pure azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene, Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnu pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head: Then shi+ne the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts froht, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light

SoXanthus with their rays