all
Were difficult, unless to power divine. 220
For fierce the hail of stones from end to end
Smote on the barrier; anguish fill’d the Greeks.
Yet, by necessity constrain’d, their ships
They guarded still; nor less the Gods themselves,
Patrons of Greece, all sorrow’d at the sight. 225
At once the valiant Lapithae began
Terrible conflict, and Pirithous’ son
Brave Polypoetes through his helmet pierced
Damasus; his resplendent point the brass
Sufficed not to withstand; entering, it crush’d 230
The bone within, and mingling all his brain
With his own blood, his onset fierce repress’d.
Pylon and Ormenus he next subdued.
Meantime Leonteus, branch of Mars, his spear
Hurl’d at Hippomachus, whom through his belt 235
He pierced; then drawing forth his falchion keen,
Through all the multitude he flew to smite
Antiphates, and with a downright stroke
Fell’d him. Iaemenus and Menon next
He slew, with brave Orestes, whom he heap’d, 240
All three together, on the fertile glebe.
While them the Lapithae of their bright arms
Despoil’d, Polydamas and Hector stood
(With all the bravest youths and most resolved
To burst the barrier and to fire the fleet) 245
Beside the foss, pondering the event.
For, while they press’d to pass, they spied a bird
Sublime in air, an eagle. Right between
Both hosts he soar’d (the Trojan on his left)
A serpent bearing in his pounces clutch’d 250
Enormous, dripping blood, but lively still
And mindful of revenge; for from beneath
The eagle’s breast, updarting fierce his head,
Fast by the throat he struck him; anguish-sick
The eagle cast him down into the space 255
Between the hosts, and, clanging loud his plumes
As the wind bore him, floated far away.
Shudder’d the Trojans viewing at their feet
The spotted serpent ominous, and thus
Polydamas to dauntless Hector spake. 260
Ofttimes in council, Hector, thou art wont
To censure me, although advising well;
Nor ought the private citizen, I confess,
Either in council or in war to indulge
Loquacity, but ever to employ 265
All his exertions in support of thine.
Yet hear my best opinion once again.
Proceed we not in our attempt against
The Grecian fleet. For if in truth the sign
Respect the host of Troy ardent to pass, 270
Then, as the eagle soar’d both hosts between,
With Ilium’s on his left, and clutch’d a snake
Enormous, dripping blood, but still alive,
Which yet he dropp’d suddenly, ere he reach’d
His eyry, or could give it to his young,
Were difficult, unless to power divine. 220
For fierce the hail of stones from end to end
Smote on the barrier; anguish fill’d the Greeks.
Yet, by necessity constrain’d, their ships
They guarded still; nor less the Gods themselves,
Patrons of Greece, all sorrow’d at the sight. 225
At once the valiant Lapithae began
Terrible conflict, and Pirithous’ son
Brave Polypoetes through his helmet pierced
Damasus; his resplendent point the brass
Sufficed not to withstand; entering, it crush’d 230
The bone within, and mingling all his brain
With his own blood, his onset fierce repress’d.
Pylon and Ormenus he next subdued.
Meantime Leonteus, branch of Mars, his spear
Hurl’d at Hippomachus, whom through his belt 235
He pierced; then drawing forth his falchion keen,
Through all the multitude he flew to smite
Antiphates, and with a downright stroke
Fell’d him. Iaemenus and Menon next
He slew, with brave Orestes, whom he heap’d, 240
All three together, on the fertile glebe.
While them the Lapithae of their bright arms
Despoil’d, Polydamas and Hector stood
(With all the bravest youths and most resolved
To burst the barrier and to fire the fleet) 245
Beside the foss, pondering the event.
For, while they press’d to pass, they spied a bird
Sublime in air, an eagle. Right between
Both hosts he soar’d (the Trojan on his left)
A serpent bearing in his pounces clutch’d 250
Enormous, dripping blood, but lively still
And mindful of revenge; for from beneath
The eagle’s breast, updarting fierce his head,
Fast by the throat he struck him; anguish-sick
The eagle cast him down into the space 255
Between the hosts, and, clanging loud his plumes
As the wind bore him, floated far away.
Shudder’d the Trojans viewing at their feet
The spotted serpent ominous, and thus
Polydamas to dauntless Hector spake. 260
Ofttimes in council, Hector, thou art wont
To censure me, although advising well;
Nor ought the private citizen, I confess,
Either in council or in war to indulge
Loquacity, but ever to employ 265
All his exertions in support of thine.
Yet hear my best opinion once again.
Proceed we not in our attempt against
The Grecian fleet. For if in truth the sign
Respect the host of Troy ardent to pass, 270
Then, as the eagle soar’d both hosts between,
With Ilium’s on his left, and clutch’d a snake
Enormous, dripping blood, but still alive,
Which yet he dropp’d suddenly, ere he reach’d
His eyry, or could give it to his young,