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ted King With foaming chests and bellies grey with dust. Soon Hector, noting his retreat, aloud Call'd on the Trojans and allies of Troy. Trojans and Lycians, and close-fighting sons 350 Of Dardanus! oh summon all your might; Now, now be men! Their bravest is withdrawn! Glory and honor from Saturnian Jove On me attend; now full against the Greeks Drive all your steeds, and win a deathless name. 355 He spake--and all drew courage from his word. As when his hounds bright-tooth'd some hunter cheers Against the lion or the forest-boar, So Priameian Hector cheer'd his host Magnanimous against the sons of Greece, 360 Terrible as gore-tainted Mars. Among The foremost warriors, with success elate He strode, and flung himself into the fight Black as a storm which sudden from on high Descending, furrows deep the gloomy flood. 365 Then whom slew Priameian Hector first, Whom last, by Jove, that day, with glory crown'd? Assaeus, Dolops, Orus, Agelaues, Autonoues, Hipponoues, AEsymnus, Opheltius and Opites first he slew, 370 All leaders of the Greeks, and, after these, The people. As when whirlwinds of the West A storm encounter from the gloomy South, The waves roll multitudinous, and the foam Upswept by wandering gusts fills all the air, 375 So Hector swept the Grecians. Then defeat Past remedy and havoc had ensued, Then had the routed Grecians, flying, sought Their ships again, but that Ulysses[12] thus Summon'd the brave Tydides to his aid. 380 Whence comes it, Diomede, that we forget Our wonted courage? Hither, O my friend! And, fighting at my side, ward off the shame That must be ours, should Hector seize the fleet. To whom the valiant Diomede replied. 385 I will be firm; trust me thou shalt not find Me shrinking; yet small fruit of our attempts Shall follow, for the Thunderer, not to us, But to the Trojan, gives the glorious day. The Hero spake, and from his chariot cast 390 Thymbraeus to the ground pierced through the pap, While by Ulysses' hand his charioteer Godlike Molion, fell. The warfare thus Of both for ever closed, them there they left, And plunging deep into the warrior-throng 395 Troubled the
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