Burning; for bright-eyed Pallas made it burn. Thrice o'er the trench divine Achilles shouted; And thrice the Trojans and their great allies Rolled back; and twelve of all their noblest men Then perished, crushed by their own arms and chariots. But from the throng the Greeks dragged forth Patroclus Fondly, and bore him off upon his bier; And his old comrades came about him, weeping. PRIAM, IN ANGUISH AT THE LOSS OF HECTOR, AND GETTING READY TO GO AND RANSOM THE BODY, VENTS HIS TEMPER ON HIS SUBJECTS AND CHILDREN. Ερρετε, λωβητήρες, ελεγχεις ου νυ και υμιν "OFF, with a plague, you scandalous multitude, Much easier for the Greeks to rage among That time, and Troy laid waste and trampled on, So saying, with his stick he drove them off, To Helenus, and Paris, god-like Agathon, These nine he gave his orders to, in anger : "Be quicker, do, and help me, evil children, Down-looking set! Would ye had all been killed, Instead of Hector, at the ships. Oh me! Curs'd creature that I am! I had brave sons, Here in wide Troy, and now I cannot say That one is left me,-Mestor, like a god, But of a god; yet Mars has swept them all And none but these convicted knaves are left me, Liars and dancers, excellent time-beaters, Notorious pilferers of lambs and goats! Why don't ye get the chariot ready, and set He said; and the young men took his rebuke With awe, and brought the rolling chariot forth. PRIAM AT THE FEET OF ACHILLES. Ως άρα φωνήσας απέβη προς μακρον Ολυμπον ILIAD, Lib. 24, v. 468. So saying, Mercury vanished up to heaven. Holding the mules and horses; and the old man Went straight in-doors, where the beloved of Jove, Achilles sat, and found him there within. |