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If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: Stories from the Iliad: Or, the siege of Troy - Told to the Children Series - -Author: Jeanie Lang - -Illustrator: W. Heath Robinson - -Release Date: May 19, 2022 [eBook #68127] - -Language: English - -Produced by: D A Alexander and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team - at https://www.pgdp.net (This book was produced from images - made available by the HathiTrust Digital Library.) Thank - you to the librarians at Brigham Young University for - providing high quality scans of the cover. - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK STORIES FROM THE ILIAD: OR, -THE SIEGE OF TROY *** - - - - - - TOLD TO THE CHILDREN SERIES - - EDITED BY LOUEY CHISHOLM - - - STORIES - FROM THE ILIAD - - - -NOTE - - -I have to acknowledge my indebtedness to Mr. Ernest Myers, Mr. Walter -Leaf, and Mr. Andrew Lang for their translation of The Iliad, of which -free use has been made in this little book. - - J. L. L. - - - - -[Illustration: Into the sleeping heart of Helen there came remembrance -(page 33)] - - - - - STORIES FROM - - THE ILIAD - - OR - - The Siege of Troy - - TOLD TO THE CHILDREN BY - - JEANIE LANG - - WITH PICTURES BY - - W. HEATH ROBINSON - - LONDON: T. C. & E. C. JACK - NEW YORK: E. P. DUTTON & CO. - - - - - TO - HUGO MEYNELL CYRIL IONIDES - AND - INGRAM AMYAS IONIDES - - - - -ABOUT THIS BOOK - - -For two Greek boys have I made this little book, which tells them in -English some of the stories that they soon will read for themselves in -the tongue of their forefathers. - -But the stories are not only for boys whose fatherland lies near the -sunny sea through which ships, red-prowed and black, fared in the -long-ago days. - -Of such great deeds, by such brave men, do they tell, that they must -make the hearts of all English boys, and of boys of every nation under -the sun, grow big within them. - -And when, in the gallant-sounding music of the Greek tongue in which -the tales first were told, these boys read the story of the Siege of -Troy, they must surely long to fight as fought the Greeks in days -of old, and long to be heroes such as those who fought and who died -without fear for the land that they loved. - - JEANIE LANG. - - - - -CONTENTS - - - Page - - The Story of what led to the Siege of Troy, 1 - - Chap. - - I. How Achilles and Agamemnon fell out, 6 - II. The Council, 17 - III. The Fight between Paris and Menelaus, 28 - IV. How Menelaus was wounded; and the Brave - Deeds of Diomedes, 39 - V. Hector and Andromache, 53 - VI. The Fight between Hector and Ajax, 61 - VII. The Burning of the Dead; and the Battle of - the Plain, 67 - VIII. The Message to Achilles, 79 - IX. The White Horses of Rhesus, 86 - X. The Fighting on the Plain, 97 - XI. How Patroclus Fought and Died, 103 - XII. The Rousing of Achilles, 111 - - - - -LIST OF PICTURES - - - Into the sleeping heart of Helen there came remembrance, - _Frontispiece_ - - At page - - Many were the heroes who sailed away from Greece, 4 - Achilles, fleetest of foot and bravest of all Greek - heroes, 8 - Mars, like a thunder-cloud, swept upwards through the - sky to Olympus, 52 - Agamemnon heard the sound of pipe and flute and - laughter of men, as the Trojans feasted and made - merry, 86 - The point of the spear flew over the left shoulder of - Patroclus, 108 - The making of the arms of Achilles, 112 - The shadow of Death came down upon Hector, 116 - - - - -THE STORY OF WHAT LED TO THE SIEGE OF TROY - - -In the deep forest that clothes Mount Ida, not far from the strong city -of Troy, Paris, son of King Priam, watched his father’s flocks by night. - -Suddenly through the dim woods he saw a light, as if the golden sun and -silver moon shone both together. - -And, lo! in the radiance of this light there stood before him the -three fairest of the goddesses--queenly Hera, wise Athene, and lovely -Aphrodite. - -Like music stealing through the trees came the soft voice of Hera: - -‘Of all mortal men art thou the most beautiful, Paris, and to thee do -we come for judgment. Tell us which of us is the fairest of all, and to -that one whom thou so deemest, give this golden apple.’ - -So spake Hera, and placed in the hand of Paris an apple of purest gold. - -Again she spake: ‘If to me, Hera, queen of goddesses, and wife of -mighty Zeus, king of all the gods, thou dost grant the prize of -loveliness, Power immeasurable shall be thine. King shalt thou be of -the lands where the grey dawn rises, and king even to where the red sun -goes down. A hundred peoples shall call thee lord.’ - -She was silent, and the voice of Athene, fair and pure as a silver -moonbeam, broke the stillness of the starless night. - -‘To me award the prize,’ she said, ‘and wise as the gods shalt thou be. -With me as thy friend and guide, all things will be possible to thee.’ - -Last of all, standing in a rosy light, as of the dawning sunlight in -the spring, spoke Aphrodite. - -‘What are Power and Wisdom, fair Paris?’ she pled. ‘Wisdom and Power -bring no joy at last. I will give thee Love, and for thy wife thou -shalt have the fairest woman in all the world.’ - -And Paris, the melody of her voice still in his ears, as he gazed -spellbound on her face of wondrous beauty, handed to Aphrodite the -golden prize. - -So was it that the wrath of the gods came upon Paris, son of Priam. For -Hera and Athene, filled with rage, vowed to be revenged upon Paris and -all his race, and made all the gods pledge themselves to aid them in -their vengeance. - -Across far seas sailed Paris, with Aphrodite as his guide, to Sparta, -where Menelaus was king. - -A brave king was Menelaus, and happily he lived in his kingdom with -Helen, his queen, fairest of all women. One child they had, a little -maid, Hermione. - -When to Sparta there came Paris, with eyes blue as the sea, and hair -that gleamed like gold on his purple robe, gallant and brave, and more -beautiful than any mortal man, glad was the welcome that he had from -Menelaus. - -And when Paris gazed on Helen’s face, he knew that in all the world -there was no woman half so fair as the wife of Menelaus. - -Then did Aphrodite cast her magic upon Helen. - -No longer did she love her husband, nor did she remember little -Hermione, her own dear child. - -When Paris spoke to her words of love, and begged her to flee with him, -and to be his wife, she knew only that she loved Paris more than all -else. Gladly she went with him, and in his red-prowed ship together -they sailed across the green waves to Troyland, where Mount Ida showed -her snowy crown high above the forests. - -An angry man was Menelaus when he found that Paris had stolen from him -the fair wife who was to him as his own heart. - -To his elder brother Agamemnon, overlord of all the Greeks, he went and -told his grievous tale. - -And from far and wide did the Greek hosts gather, until a hundred -thousand men and eleven hundred fourscore and six ships were ready to -cross the seas to Troyland. - -[Illustration: Many were the heroes who sailed away from Greece (page -5)] - -Many were the heroes who sailed away from Greece to punish Paris and -his kin, and to bring back fair Helen to her own land. - -Few there were who came home, for ten long years of woe and of spilling -of blood came to the men of Greece and of Troy from the fatal beauty of -Helen the queen. - - - - -CHAPTER I - -HOW ACHILLES AND AGAMEMNON FELL OUT - - -Before the walls of Troy the Greeks set their camp, and day by day and -night by night did they besiege it. - -One day would the Greeks win the fight, and the next day the Trojans -would be victors in the battle. - -And so passed nine long years away. To the city of Chryse one day went -part of the Greek host, sacked it, and brought back to their camp rich -spoils and many prisoners. - -Among the prisoners was a beautiful maiden, Chryseïs, daughter of the -old priest of the Temple of Apollo. Her did Agamemnon choose as his -part of the spoil, to be his slave. - -From Chryse, seeking his daughter, came the old priest. With him he -brought a rich ransom to buy the freedom of Chryseïs, and in his hands -he bore a golden staff wrapped round with the garland worn by Apollo, -to show that the god whose priest he was, was with him in craving a -boon from Agamemnon, overlord of the Greeks. - -‘Take this ransom, I pray you, and set ye my dear child free,’ pled -Chryses, ‘and the gods will grant you to lay waste the city of Troy, -and to fare happily homeward.’ - -Then the Greeks gladly agreed that Chryseïs should go home with her -father, and that the goodly ransom should be theirs. But Agamemnon, in -great wrath, drove the old man away. - -‘Let me not find thee, old man, lingering here beside the ships, lest -the golden staff and garland of the god help thee naught!’ he cried. -‘Your daughter shall grow old as my slave, and never more return to thy -land. Get ye gone!’ - -Silently along the shore of the sounding sea walked Chryses the priest. - -Alone he knelt down and prayed to Apollo, his god. - -‘Hear me, god of the silver bow!’ he cried. ‘If I have built thee a -temple that is fair in thine eyes, and have offered unto thee there -the flesh of bulls and goats, hear me! Let the Greeks be paid by thine -arrows for my tears!’ - -High up amongst the peaks of Olympus Apollo heard the prayer of his -priest, and great anger filled his heart. - -As dark night falls upon the earth, so did the god come to where -Agamemnon and his armies lay. A little apart from the ships he sat -down, and drew back with a dreadful clang the string of his silver bow. - -Mules and dogs fell at first before his arrows of death. Then he smote -men. - -For nine days did the Greeks fall dead at the will of the avenging god. -For nine days did the black smoke from the funeral pyres of the Greek -warriors roll out to sea. - -On the tenth day Achilles, son of a mortal warrior and a goddess, -fleetest of foot and bravest of all Greek heroes, called an assembly of -the Greeks. - -[Illustration: Achilles, fleetest of foot, and bravest of all Greek -heroes (page 8)] - -‘War and pestilence ravage us,’ he said. ‘Surely it is time to inquire -of a priest or soothsayer why it is that Apollo is so wroth.’ - -Then Chalcas, wisest of soothsayers, arose and spoke. - -‘These woes have come upon us,’ said he, ‘for the wrong that Agamemnon -hath done to Chryses, priest of Apollo. With his arrows of pestilence -Apollo will not cease to slay until we have given the bright-eyed -Chryseïs back to her father, unbought and unransomed, and have taken -a hundred beasts and offered them up at Chryse as a sacrifice to the -angry god.’ - -So spake Chalcas, and sate him down. - -There uprose then from his seat the great Agamemnon, black anger in his -heart, and with eyes flashing fire. - -‘Ill prophet art thou indeed, Chalcas!’ he cried. ‘Naught but evil -hast thou ever foretold to me! I would not take a goodly ransom for -Chryseïs, because I love her even more than I love my own wedded wife. -Yet will I give her back, rather than that my people should perish. -But another prize must I have! Why should I alone, of all the Greeks, -have my prize taken from me? It is not seemly that it should be so.’ - -‘Nay, nay! most noble Agamemnon,’ said Achilles. ‘Too greedy art thou -for gain. We have no common store of treasure with which to repay thee -for that thou hast lost. What spoil we got from the cities we have -taken hath already been divided. Nay, give back Chryseïs to her father, -and when next we sack a city, thine shall be the richest spoil of all.’ - -‘Dost seek to cheat me, Achilles?’ answered the angry Agamemnon. -‘Wouldst thou rob me of my prize and give me naught instead? If thou -wilt not give me the reward my honour seeks, then will I seize it for -myself--be it thine, or that of Odysseus, or the spoil of any other; -wroth will be he to whomsoever I come. But of this hereafter. Now let -us launch a black ship on the sea, and in it embark Chryseïs of the -fair cheeks, and with her send an offering of beasts, that Apollo the -Far-Darter may have his sacrifice.’ - -Then Achilles, with black brows, looked at Agamemnon. - -‘Shameless art thou!’ he cried, ‘shameless and crafty. For thy sake and -that of Menelaus thy brother left I my home and fared across the seas -to fight in Troyland. And now thou, dog-face! dost threaten to steal -from me the spoil that I have won for myself by weary toil and by hard -fighting. Home will I go, for I have no mind to fight for one who is -greedy for riches and wealth, and cares not if I am dishonoured.’ - -‘Flee, then, if thou wilt,’ answered Agamemnon. ‘Others I have as -brave as thee, and ready to do me honour. Most hateful art thou to me, -Achilles. Ever thou lovest strife and wars and fightings. I care not -for thee and thy wrath; and this I tell thee: to thy hut I myself will -go and take from thee Briseis, fairest of all thy slaves, that thou -may’st know that I, Agamemnon, am thy lord and ruler.’ - -Mad with anger was Achilles at these words. His hand gripped his sword, -and he would have slain Agamemnon, had not the goddess Athene stayed -his hand. - -‘Why art thou come hither?’ angrily asked Achilles, as he looked round -and beheld the goddess at his side. ‘Art thou come to see the insolence -of Agamemnon? Yea, I tell thee, through pride shall he lose his life.’ - -Gently then did Athene speak to him. - -‘To stay thine anger I came from far Olympus,’ said she. ‘Goodly gifts -shall come to thee hereafter, Achilles. Only stay thine hand and listen -to me.’ - -Then said Achilles: - -‘Goddess, a man must needs listen to thee and do thy bidding, for the -man who obeys the immortal gods will also be heard of them.’ - -Therewith did he grip his sword by its silver hilt and thrust it back -into its sheath; yet again he spoke in wrath to Agamemnon. - -‘Thou with face of a dog and heart of a deer,’ he said, ‘never hast -thou fought as men should fight for the spoil! Rather dost thou seize -the booty for which thy men have risked their lives. Surely these thy -warriors are weaklings, else this should have been thy last wrong. But -this I swear by my sceptre which was once a tree, but never more shall -put forth leaf or twig; as surely as that sceptre shall never again be -green, so surely shall the Greeks one day long for Achilles when they -fall in heaps dying before the manslaying Hector. Then shalt thou tear -thy heart for anger, for that thou didst not honour the bravest of thy -warriors.’ - -So spake Achilles, and dashed on earth his sceptre, studded with golden -nails, while near him sat Agamemnon, in furious anger. - -With gentle words then spoke Nestor, an old warrior of a hundred years -and more, longing to make peace. - -But of peace Agamemnon and Achilles would have none. - -‘Ye may take back my slave, the fair Briseis,’ said Achilles. ‘The -Greeks gave her to me; let the Greeks take her from me again. Yet that -moment that thou dost dare to lay hand on aught else of mine, thy dark -blood shall gush about my spear.’ - -Then was the assembly at an end, and on a fleet ship Chryseïs of the -fair cheeks was placed, and with her were sent a hundred beasts for -a sacrifice to Apollo. With them went Odysseus and a goodly company, -and they sailed across the sea to Chryse, to bring back to Chryses the -priest his fair daughter, and to offer a worthy sacrifice to the angry -god. - -Then did Agamemnon call his heralds to him. - -‘Go ye to the tent of Achilles,’ said he, ‘and bring me Briseis, his -fair slave.’ - -Unwillingly they walked along the beach to where the tent of Achilles -was pitched. By it he sat, and well, and with a heavy heart, he knew -when he saw them what their errand was. - -‘Welcome, ye heralds,’ he said. ‘Ye are not guilty in my sight. Guilty -only is Agamemnon who sent you to rob me of the fair Briseis. Lead her -away, yet be witnesses that when Agamemnon hath sore need of me to save -his host from shameful wreck, no help from me shall he have.’ - -Unwillingly Briseis was led away, and Achilles watched her go. - -Then sitting alone on the beach of the grey sea, Achilles wept. - -With eager gaze his eyes swept across the waste of water, and holding -out his hands in supplication he cried to his mother, Thetis the -silver-footed, daughter of the King of the Sea. - -Like a mist Thetis rose from the depths of the green sea-waves, and -came to her sorrowing son. - -Gently she stroked his hand, and spoke to him soothing words. - -‘Why dost thou weep, my child?’ she said. ‘Tell me all the sorrow that -is in thy heart.’ - -To his goddess-mother Achilles told the tale of the grievous dishonour -that Agamemnon had done to him, and for rage and for grief Thetis wept -with her son. - -‘Short is to be thy life, my son,’ she said. ‘Would that I had never -borne thee, rather than that it should also be full of grief.’ - -Then did she leave him, but at dawn next day she rose from the sea and -mounted up to Olympus. - -‘Father Zeus,’ she said to the king of the gods, ‘if ever I have given -thee aid amid gods or men, fulfil now my desire. Do honour to my son, -whose life on earth is to be so short. Grant victory to the Trojans -while Achilles does not draw his sword. Grant that at last the Greeks -may do honour to him to whom Agamemnon hath brought such bitter shame.’ - -Then did Zeus bow his head and grant her prayer. - -And Thetis the silver-footed darted like a diving bird down from -Olympus, and cleft the green waves as she went back to her father in -his kingdom under the sea. - - - - -CHAPTER II - -THE COUNCIL - - -That night both gods and men slept long; only Zeus, king of the gods, -lay wakeful, pondering in his heart how best he might do honour to -Achilles. ‘I shall send a Dream to beguile Agamemnon,’ at length he -resolved. - -Then did he call to a Dream, for by Dreams the gods sent their messages -to mortal men. - -‘Go now, thou evil Dream,’ said Zeus, ‘go to where Agamemnon sleeps in -his tent near to his fleet ships, and tell him every word as I shall -tell it thee. Bid him call to arms with speed his warriors, for now he -shall take the strong city of Troy.’ - -To the tent of Agamemnon sped the Dream. Taking the form of the old -warrior who had striven to make peace between Agamemnon and Achilles, -the Dream stooped over the sleeping warrior, and thus to him it spoke: - -‘Sleepest thou, Agamemnon? Ill fits it for the overlord of so mighty a -host to sleep all through the night. From Zeus I come, and to thee he -sends this message: Call to arms with speed thy warriors, Agamemnon, -for now shalt thou take the strong city of Troy.’ - -Off then sped the Dream, winging its way like a strip of grey mist -aloft to Mount Olympus. - -Then Agamemnon awoke from sleep, and the voice of the Dream still rang -in his ears. - -Speedily he arose from his bed, donned his fair tunic, cast around -him his great cloak, and bound his sandals on his feet. Then over his -shoulder he cast his silver-studded sword, and with the sceptre of his -house, token of his overlordship, in his hand, he went down to where -the Greek ships lay, and called a council together. - -To his lords he told what had befallen him as they slept. - -‘Call to arms!’ had been the message from Zeus. ‘Call to arms! for -victory shall be thine.’ - -Then said the old warrior in whose likeness the Dream had come: - -‘My friends, had any other told us this dream we might deem it false; -but to our overlord the Dream hath come. Let us then call our men to -arms.’ - -So did all the lords follow his counsel, and quickly did the Greeks -obey their summons. Like bees that pour from out their nests in some -hollow rock, and fly to where the spring flowers grow most sweet, even -so did the warriors pour forth from their ships and their huts by the -sea. Loudly they shouted as they came, till all the earth echoed. Nine -heralds sought to quiet them, but it was long before they would cease -their noise, and sit silent to listen to the voice of Agamemnon their -lord. - -Then did Agamemnon prove his people. ‘Ill hath Zeus dealt with us, -my friends,’ he said. ‘To us he promised ere we sailed hither that -victory should be ours. But nine years have passed away, and our ships’ -timbers have rotted, and the rigging is worn. In our halls our wives -and children still sit awaiting us, yet are we no nearer victory than -we were on the day that we came hither. Come then, let us flee with our -ships to our dear native land, for never shall Troy be ours.’ - -So spake Agamemnon, and stirred the hearts of all that had not heard -his secret council. - -As the high sea-waves are swayed by the winds that rush upon them from -the east and from the south, even so the Greek host was swayed. And -even as the west wind sweeps over a cornfield and all the ears bow down -before the blast, so were the warriors stirred. - -Shouting, they hastened down to their ships. And the dust rose up in -clouds from under their hurrying feet. - -Quickly did they prepare their ships, and gladly did they make them -ready to sail homeward across the bright salt sea. - -Then would the Greeks have returned, even though fate willed it not. -But Hera spoke to Athene. - -‘Shall we indeed allow the Greeks thus to flee homeward?’ she cried. -‘Shame it will be to us if Helen is left in Troy, and Paris goes -unpunished. Haste, then, and with thy gentle words hold back the men -from setting forth in their ships for their own homeland.’ - -Down from the peaks of Olympus darted the bright-eyed Athene, down to -where the dark ships were being dragged to the launching ways. - -By his ship stood Odysseus of the many devices, and heavy of heart was -he. - -As one who speaks aloud the thoughts of another, so then to Odysseus -spake the fair goddess who was ever his guide. - -‘Will ye indeed fling yourselves upon your ships and flee homeward to -your own land?’ she said. ‘Will brave Odysseus leave Helen, for whose -sake so many Greeks have died, to be the boast of the men of Troy? -Hasten, then, and suffer not the Greeks to drag their ships down to the -sea.’ - -At the sound of the voice of Athene, Odysseus cast away his mantle -and ran to meet Agamemnon. From him he received the sceptre of -overlordship, and bearing it he went among the ships. - -Whenever he saw a chief, he would say to him with gentle words: - -‘Good sir, it fits thee ill to be a coward. Stay, now, for thou knowest -not what is the will of Agamemnon. He is only making trial of thee. -Hold back then thy people, and anger him not.’ - -But when Odysseus met a common man hasting to the ships, with his -sceptre he smote him, saying: - -‘Sit still, sir, and listen to the words of thy betters. No warrior art -thou, but a weakling. One king only hath Zeus given to us. Hearken then -to the will of Agamemnon!’ - -Thus did Odysseus rule the people, driving them back from the ships to -where sat Agamemnon. - -And the noise they made in returning was as the noise of mighty waves -of the sea, when they crash upon the beach and drive their roaring -echoes far abroad. - -Silence came upon them as they sate themselves down before Agamemnon -and their lords. Upon all but one did silence fall. Thersites, -bandy-legged, round-shouldered, lame of one foot, with ugly head -covered with scanty stubble, most ill-favoured of all men in the host, -would not hold his peace. - -Shrilly he poured his upbraidings upon Agamemnon. - -‘What lackest thou now?’ he cried. ‘Surely thy huts are full of the -spoils we have brought to thee each time we have taken a town. What -more dost thou want? Soft fools, women, not men, are ye Greeks, else -would ye return home now with the ships, and leave this fellow here in -Troyland gorging himself on the spoils for which he himself hath never -fought. To brave Achilles hath he done dishonour, a far better man than -he!’ - -Straight to the side of Thersites came the goodly Odysseus. - -‘Hold thy peace,’ he sternly said. ‘Plainly I tell thee that if ever -again I find thee raving as thou hast raved now, I myself will strip -off thy mantle and tunic, with shameful blows beat thee out of the -assembly, and send thee back weeping to the ships.’ - -So spake Odysseus, and with his sceptre smote Thersites on his back -and shoulders. And Thersites bowed down, and big tears fell from his -eyes, and a bloody weal from the golden sceptre stood up from his back. -Amazed he sat down, and in pain and amazement he wiped away a tear. The -others, though they were sorry, laughed at his bewilderment. - -‘Many are the good deeds of Odysseus,’ said they, ‘but never did he do -a better deed than when he stopped the tongue of this prating railer.’ - -Then spake Odysseus, sceptre in hand. - -‘Surely it is the wish of the Greeks to make thee the most despised -of all kings, great Agamemnon,’ he said, ‘for like young children or -mourning women do they wail that they must go home. Nine years have -we stayed in this land, and small wonder is it that we long for our -homes again. Yet shameful would it be to wait so long and to return -with empty hands. Be of good heart, my friends, and wait a little, for -surely Troy shall be ours. Do ye forget, on the day that we set sail -for Troyland, the mighty portent that we saw? As we offered sacrifices -to the gods beneath a fair plane-tree whence flowed clear water, a -snake, blood-red on the back and dreadful to look upon, glided from -beneath the altar and darted to the tree. On the tree’s topmost bough -was a sparrow’s nest, and in it eight tender nestlings, over which the -mother-bird spread her wings. Pitifully did the little ones cheep as -the snake swallowed them all, and pitifully cried the mother as she -fluttered over her nestlings. But of her, too, did the snake lay hold, -coiling himself round her and crushing her life out. Then did the god -who sent this sign show us that a sign from the gods in truth it was, -for he turned the snake into stone. And Chalcas, our soothsayer, told -us then the meaning of the sign. “Nine years,” said he--for nine birds -did the snake slay--“shall ye fight in Troyland, but in the tenth year -the city shall fall before you.” So then, let us abide here, until we -have taken the great city!’ - -When Odysseus had ceased to speak, the Greeks shouted aloud, until the -ships echoed the praises of the goodly Odysseus. - -Then said Agamemnon: - -‘Go now, all of you, and eat, that ye may be ready for battle. Let each -man sharpen well his spear and see to his shield, and see to it that -the horses are well fed and the chariots prepared. And whomsoever I see -minded to stay far away from the fight, beside the ships here by the -sea, for him shall there be no hope hereafter, but he shall be food for -dogs and for birds of prey.’ - -And when Agamemnon had spoken, the shouts of the Greeks were as the -thunder of mighty breakers on a reef when the winds blow high. - -Quickly then they scattered, and kindled fires, and made their evening -meal, and offered sacrifices to the gods, praying for escape from death -in the coming battle. - -To Zeus did Agamemnon offer his sacrifice, and to the mighty god he -prayed: - -‘Great Zeus, god of the storm-cloud, let not the sun set nor the -darkness fall until I have laid low the palaces of Troy and burned -down its walls with fire.’ - -So he prayed, but as yet Zeus heeded not his prayer. Then did the -Greeks gather themselves together to battle, and amongst them went the -bright-eyed Athene, urging on each one, and rousing in each man’s heart -the joy of strength and of battle. - -As the red and golden blaze of a fire that devours a mighty forest -is seen from afar, so was seen from afar the dazzling gleam of their -bronze armour as they marched. - -Like wild geese and cranes and swans that in long-drawn strings fly -tirelessly onward, so poured they forth, while the earth echoed -terribly under the tread of men and horses. - -As flies that swarm in the spring when the herdsmen’s milk-pails are -full, so did the Greeks throng to battle, unnumbered as the leaves and -the flowers upon which they trod in the flowery plain by the banks of -the river Scamander. - - - - -CHAPTER III - -THE FIGHT BETWEEN PARIS AND MENELAUS - - -To meet the great Greek host came the men of Troy. With loud shouting -and clamour they came, noisy as the flocks of cranes that fly to -far-off seas before the coming of winter and sudden rain. - -But in silence marched the Greeks, shoulder to shoulder, their hearts -full of courage. - -Like the mist that rolls from the crest of the mountains until no man -can see in front of him further than the cast of a stone, so did the -dust rise in clouds under the tread of the warriors’ feet as they -marched across the plain. - -Front to front did the two armies stand at last, and from the Trojan -ranks strode forth Paris the godlike, he who robbed Menelaus of her -who was to him most dear. - -From the shoulders of Paris swung a panther’s skin. He bore a curved -bow and sword, and, brandishing two bronze-headed spears, he challenged -all the chieftains of the Greek host to fight him, man to man, in -mortal fight. - -As a hungry lion rejoices to see a great-horned stag coming to be his -prey, even so did Menelaus rejoice when he saw Paris, the golden-haired -and blue-eyed, stride proudly forth. - -Straightway, in his armour, did Menelaus leap from his chariot to the -ground. - -But when Paris saw him to whom he had done so sore a wrong, his heart -was smitten. - -As a man who, in a mountain glen, suddenly sees a deadly snake and -shrinks away from it with shaking limbs, even so did Paris shrink back -amongst his comrades. - -Scornfully did Hector his brother behold him. - -‘Fair in face thou art!’ said Hector, ‘but shamed I am by thee! I -ween these long-haired Greeks make sport of us because we have for -champion one whose face and form are beautiful, but in whose heart is -neither strength nor courage. Art thou a coward? and yet thou daredst -to sail across the sea and steal from her husband the fair woman who -hath brought us so much harm. Thou shalt see what sort of warrior is he -whose lovely wife thou hast taken. Thy harp and thy golden locks and -fair face, and all the graces given to thee by Aphrodite, shall count -for little when thou liest in the dust! Cowards must we Trojans be, -else thou hadst been stoned to death ere this, for all the evil thou -hast wrought.’ - -Then answered Paris: - -‘No word hast thou said that I do not deserve, brave Hector. Yet scorn -not the gifts of golden Aphrodite, for by his own desire can no man win -the love and beauty that the goddess gives. But let me now do battle -with Menelaus. Make the Trojans and the men of Greece sit down, while -Menelaus and I fight for Helen. Let him who is conqueror have her -and all that is hers for his own, and let the others take an oath of -friendship so that the Greeks may depart in peace to their own land, -and in peace the Trojans dwell in Troy.’ - -Greatly did Hector rejoice at his brother’s word. His spear grasped by -the middle, he went through the Trojan ranks and bid the warriors hold -back. - -But as he went, the Greeks shot arrows at brave Hector and cast stones. - -‘Hold! hold! ye Greeks,’ called Agamemnon. ‘Hector of the glancing helm -hath somewhat to say to us.’ - -In silence, then, the two armies stood, while Hector told them the -words of Paris his brother. - -When they had heard him, Menelaus spoke. - -‘Many ills have ye endured,’ he said, ‘for my sake and because of the -sins of Paris. Yet now, I think, the end of this long war hath come. -Let us fight, then, and death and fate shall decide which of us shall -die. Let us offer sacrifice now to Zeus, and call hither Priam, King of -Troy. I fear for the faith of his sons, Paris and Hector, but Priam is -an old man and will not break faith.’ - -Then were the Greeks and the Trojans glad. They came down from their -chariots, and took off their arms, and laid them on the ground, while -heralds went to tell Priam and to fetch lambs and a ram for the -sacrifice. - -While they went, Hera sent to Troy Iris, her messenger, in the guise of -the fairest daughter of Priam. - -To the hall where Helen sat came lovely Iris. And there she found -Helen, fairest of women, her white arms swiftly moving back and forward -as she wove a great purple web of double wool, and wrought thereon -pictures of many battles of the Greeks and the men of Troy. - -‘Come hither, dear lady,’ said Iris, ‘and see a wondrous thing. For -they that so fiercely fought with each other, now sit in silence. The -battle is stayed; they lean upon their shields, and their tall spears -are thrust in the earth by their sides. But for thee are Menelaus and -Paris now going to fight, and thou shalt be the wife of the conqueror.’ - -So spake lovely Iris, and into the sleeping heart of Helen there came -remembrance, and a hungry longing for her old home, and for Menelaus, -and her father and mother, and for little Hermione, her child. - -The tears rolled down her cheeks, but quickly she hid her face with a -veil of fair linen, and hastened out, with her two handmaidens, to the -place where the two armies lay. - -At the Skaian gates sat Priam and other old warriors. - -As Helen, in her fair white robes, drew near, the old men marvelled at -her loveliness. - -‘Small wonder is it,’ said they, ‘that Trojans and Greeks should suffer -hardships and lay down their lives for one so beautiful. Yet well would -it be for her to sail away upon the Greek ships rather than stay here -to bring trouble upon us now, and upon our children hereafter.’ - -Then Priam called to Helen: - -‘Come hither, dear child, and sit beside me, that thou may’st see the -man who once was thy husband, and thy kinsmen, and thy friends. No -blame do I give to thee for all our woes, but only to the gods who have -chosen thee to be the cause of all this bloodshed.’ - -Then did Priam ask her the names of the mighty heroes who stood by -their spears in the Grecian ranks, and Helen, making answer to him, -said: - -‘Dear father of Paris, my lord, would that I had died ere I left my -own land and my little child, and all those that I loved, and followed -thy son hither. Agamemnon, a goodly king and a mighty spearsman, is -the Greek warrior whose name thou dost ask. Brother of him who was my -husband is he. Ah! shameless me, who did leave mine own.’ - -Of Odysseus also, and of many another warrior of great stature and -brave looks, did Priam make inquiry. And Helen told him all she knew, -while tears of longing stood in her eyes. - -‘My two brethren, Castor, tamer of horses, and Polydeuces, the skilful -boxer, I do not see,’ she said; ‘mayhap they have not crossed the sea.’ -For she knew not that her two brothers lay dead in her own beautiful -land. - -Then was the sacrifice to Zeus offered, and the vows made between -Agamemnon and Priam, King of Troy. - -When the sacrifice and vows were accomplished, Priam in haste mounted -his chariot and drove away. - -‘Verily will I return to windy Ilios,’ said the old man, ‘for I cannot -bear to watch the fight between Menelaus and my own dear son. But only -Zeus and the gods know which one of them is to fall.’ - -Then Hector and Odysseus marked out a space for the fight, and into a -bronze helmet Hector placed two pebbles and shook them in the helmet, -looking behind him. And the pebble of Paris leapt out the first, so -that to him fell the lot to cast first his spear of bronze. - -Then did Paris arm himself. Greaves of beauteous fashioning he -placed upon his legs, and fastened them with silver ankle-clasps. -Over his shoulders he put his silver-studded sword of bronze and his -great shield. On his head he placed a helmet with nodding crest of -horse-hair, and in his hand he grasped his strong spear. In like manner -did Menelaus arm himself. - -One moment did they stand face to face, wrath and hatred in their -hearts, their spears gripped firm in their hands. - -Then did Paris hurl his spear and smite the shield of Menelaus. But the -shield was strong and the spear could not pierce it. - -His hand lifted up for the cast, Menelaus looked upwards and called to -Zeus. - -‘Grant me revenge, great Zeus!’ he cried. ‘On him that hath done me -grievous wrong, grant me vengeance, so that all men hereafter may -shudder to wrong one who hath treated him as his honoured guest.’ - -Then hurled he his mighty spear. Through the bright shield it went, -and through the shining breastplate, tearing the tunic of Paris on his -thigh. But Paris swerved aside, and so escaped death. - -Then Menelaus drew his silver-studded sword and drove it crashing down -upon the helmet of Paris. But in four pieces was the sword shattered, -and fell from the hand of Menelaus. - -‘Surely art thou the most cruel of all the gods, Zeus!’ angrily he -cried. ‘My spear is cast in vain, and my sword shattered, and my -vengeance is still to come!’ - -So saying, he leapt upon Paris. By the crest on his helmet he seized -him, and, swinging him round, he dragged him towards the Greek host. -The embroidered strap beneath the helmet of Paris strangled him, and -so he would have shamefully died, had not Aphrodite marked his plight. -Swiftly did she burst the leather strap, and the helmet was left empty -in the grasp of Menelaus. - -Casting the empty helmet, with a swing, to his comrades, Menelaus -sprang back, ready, with another spear, to slay his enemy. - -But Aphrodite snatched Paris up, and in thick mist she hid him, and -bore him away to his own home. Like a wild beast Menelaus strode -through the host, searching for him. But no Trojan would have hidden -him, for with a bitter hatred did the men of Troy hate Paris, most -beautiful of mortal men. - -Then said Agamemnon: - -‘Hearken to me, ye Trojans. Now hath Menelaus gained the victory. Give -us back Helen, and all that is hers, and pay me the recompense that ye -owe me for all the evil days that are gone.’ - -So spake he, and glad were the shouts of the Greeks as they heard the -words of their king. - - - - -CHAPTER IV - -HOW MENELAUS WAS WOUNDED; AND THE BRAVE DEEDS OF DIOMEDES - - -While Menelaus made search for Paris, Hera and Athene plotted together, -wrathfully planning how best to bring harm upon Paris and the men of -Troy. - -No wish had they that the grievous war should be ended, and Paris, whom -they hated, allowed to go unpunished. - -Like a shooting-star that flashes through the sky, even so did Athene -haste down to the earth from Olympus. - -In the guise of a man she sought Pandarus, a gallant warrior and a -mighty archer. - -‘Hearken to me, wise Pandarus,’ said the goddess. ‘Shoot now a swift -arrow at Menelaus, that thou may’st slay him. So shalt thou win fame -and glory before all the Trojans, and gain from Paris kingly gifts.’ - -And to her words foolish Pandarus lent willing ears. - -He unsheathed his polished bow, made from the horn of a wild ibex -that he himself had shot in the mountains. Sixteen palms long were -its horns, and these a skilled workman had polished well and joined -cunningly together, and tipped with gold. Well did Pandarus string his -bow, and from his quiver he chose an arrow, sharp and new. Then did he -pull back the bowstring to his breast until the great bow was bent into -a round. The horn twanged and the bowstring sang, and the keen arrow -sped fiercely on its way. Straight to the heart of Menelaus would it -have sped, but Athene made it glance aside, so that it smote against -the golden buckles of the belt of his breastplate. Yet even then did it -graze his flesh, and the black blood gushed forth from the wound. - -When Agamemnon saw the blood flowing, sorely grieved was he. - -But Menelaus said: - -‘Be of good courage. The wound is not deep, for my glistering belt in -front and my kirtle of mail beneath stayed the deadly arrow.’ - -Then did they send for a skilled physician. And he, when he was come, -drew forth the arrow, and sucked the blood and spread healing drugs -upon the wound. - -While the physician tended Menelaus, throughout the Greek host went -Agamemnon. - -‘To arms!’ he said to his men. ‘The men of Troy have broken the oath -of peace that they took, and for us it is to punish them. No helper -of liars is Zeus, and so shall they fall before us and their flesh be -given to the vultures for their food!’ - -All those of his men that he found preparing eagerly for the battle, he -praised. But to those that he found shrinking from battle he gave angry -words, whether they were common soldiers or great chiefs. - -To Diomedes he came at last. - -‘Dost thou hold back from battle, Diomedes?’ he cried. ‘Such was not -thy father’s way. Ever in battle was he the first. But his son is not a -fighter such as he, though in speech he may be more skilled.’ - -No answer did Diomedes make, for he reverenced Agamemnon the king. - -But a comrade who stood by him cried out in anger at the injustice of -his words. - -‘Falsely dost thou speak, Agamemnon!’ he said. ‘Better men than our -fathers are we! Did we not, with fewer men and against a stronger wall, -take the great city of Thebes which they strove to take in vain!’ - -But brave Diomedes sternly rebuked him. ‘Be silent, brother,’ he said, -‘for right and just it is that Agamemnon should urge his warriors on -to the fight. His will be the glory if we overcome the men of Troy and -take their city, and his will be the great sorrow if by the Trojans we -Greeks are laid low. Come! let us to arms!’ - -From his chariot Diomedes leapt to the ground, and his armour clanged -as he moved. - -And as the great sea-billows raise their heads before the driving of -the gale, and crash themselves in fury against the shore, casting afar -their briny spray and foam, even as mightily did the Greeks move onward -to battle. Horse after horse, and man after man, went as the waves of -the sea. - -But like bleating sheep were the Trojans as they awaited the coming of -their foes. - -And amongst the men of Troy fought Mars, god of war, and for the Greeks -fought Athene, and with her were Terror and Rout, and Strife that never -wearies. - -So did the armies meet. Like wolves they fought. Man lashed at man; -with blood the earth grew red, and the clamour of their fighting was -as the noise of the meeting of the mountain streams when they rush in -furious spate into the valleys in the winter floods. - -Like trees that the woodmen cut and send crashing to the ground, so -fell first one hero, then another. First fell a man of Troy, then a -Greek. On that day many a Trojan and many a Greek side by side in the -dust lay dead. - -Now was it that to Diomedes Athene came and gave fresh strength and -courage. From his helmet she made a light to shine, burning brightly as -a star in summer. - -Amongst the Trojans were two brothers, rich and noble, and well-skilled -warriors. - -One of them from their chariot cast his spear at Diomedes, who was on -foot, but missed his aim. And Diomedes then cast his spear and smote -his enemy in the breast, so that from his chariot he fell dead on the -ground, while his brother fled, lest he, too, should be slain. He left -his beautiful chariot behind, and Diomedes drove away the horses and -gave them to his men to keep for him. - -And Athene, watching the fray, took the god Mars by the hand and led -him aside. - -‘Let us leave the Greeks and Trojans to fight,’ said she, ‘and let Zeus -give the victory to whom he will.’ - -Then did Mars sit him down by the river Scamander, and again Greeks and -Trojans fought without aid from the gods. - -Like heroes they fought. Like heroes they slew and died. But none -fought as did Diomedes. Like a winter torrent in full flood did he -charge across the plain, driving all before him. - -But when Pandarus the archer saw him coming against him in triumph, he -bent his bow and drove an arrow in haste to meet him. And in one moment -the corslet of Diomedes was dabbled with blood. - -Then loudly shouted Pandarus: - -‘Bestir you, brave Trojans! The best man of the Greeks is wounded, and -soon shall he die from the arrow that I sped against him!’ - -So boasted Pandarus, but Diomedes leapt down from his chariot, and to -his charioteer he spoke: - -‘Haste thee, and draw from my shoulder this bitter arrow.’ - -Speedily the charioteer drew the arrow forth, and from the wound the -blood spurted upward. - -Then cried Diomedes: - -‘Hear me, Athene! If ever thou didst stand by my father in heat of -battle, stand now by me. Bring me within a spear’s thrust of this man -who hath wounded me, and grant that I may slay him.’ - -So he prayed, and Athene heard him. - -‘Be of good courage, Diomedes,’ she said. ‘Thy prayer is granted. But -if thou shouldst meet any of the gods in battle, smite none of them -save golden Aphrodite.’ - -Then did Diomedes turn back to the battle, and threefold courage came -upon him, so that he fought as fights an angry lion. - -Ten warriors, brave and gallant, fell before him, and the horses of -these he took and gave to his men to drive to the ships. - -Then said Aeneas, captain of the Trojan host, son of a mortal warrior -and of the goddess Aphrodite: - -‘Where are thy bows and arrows, Pandarus? Canst thou not slay this man -who makes havoc of the host?’ - -‘Methinks this man is Diomedes,’ answered Pandarus. ‘Already have I -smitten him, but without avail. Surely he is no man, but a wrathful -god. Behind me in my own dear land left I eleven fair chariots, each -with its yoke of horses, for I feared that my good horses might not -find fodder in the camp. So now have I no chariot but only my bow, -and now is my bow of no help to me, for Menelaus and Diomedes have I -smitten, yet they have not died.’ - -Then said Aeneas: - -‘Talk not thus, but mount in my chariot and take the reins and whip, -and I myself will stand upon the car and fight with Diomedes.’ - -‘Nay,’ said Pandarus, ‘take thou thyself the reins. Should thy horses -be driven by one they know not, and hear a strange voice from him who -drives them, mad might they go with fear. So drive thine own horses, -Aeneas, and with my spear will I go against Diomedes.’ - -In the chariot then mounted Aeneas and Pandarus, and swiftly galloped -the horses against Diomedes. His charioteer saw them coming and to -Diomedes he said: - -‘Pandarus and Aeneas come against us, Diomedes--mighty warriors both. -Let us haste back to our chariot.’ - -‘Speak not of flight!’ answered Diomedes. ‘It is not in my blood to -skulk or cower down. As for these, both shall not escape me. But if -Athene grant that I slay them both, then stay my chariot where it is, -binding the reins to the chariot rim, and leap upon the horses of -Aeneas and drive them forth into the host of the Greeks. For truly -there are no better horses under the sun than these horses of Aeneas.’ - -When Pandarus and Aeneas drew near, fiercely Pandarus hurled his -bronze-shod spear. Through the shield of Diomedes it passed, and -reached his breastplate. - -‘Thou art hit in the loin!’ cried Pandarus; ‘now, methinks, thou soon -shalt die.’ - -But Diomedes, unafraid, replied: - -‘Nay! thou hast missed and not hit.’ - -With that he hurled his spear. Through the nose and teeth and tongue of -Pandarus it passed, and from the chariot he fell, his gleaming armour -clanging on the ground. And it was from a dead man that the horses -swerved aside. - -Then Aeneas leapt from his chariot and stood astride the lifeless -body, like a lion at bay, fearful lest the Greeks should take from him -the body of his friend. - -In his hand Diomedes seized a mighty stone, and with it smote Aeneas on -the thigh, crushing the bone, and tearing the skin. On his knees fell -the great Aeneas, and soon must he have perished, but Aphrodite saw the -peril of her son and wound her white arms about him, and would have -borne him safely away. But Diomedes, leaping in his chariot, pursued -her, and with his spear he wounded her sorely on the wrist. With a -great cry Aphrodite let fall her son, but another of the gods was near -and bore him away in the covering of a cloud. - -‘Away with thee, Aphrodite!’ called Diomedes. ‘It is surely enough for -thee to beguile feeble women and to keep away from battle!’ - -Then upon Aeneas he leapt, not knowing that it was a god whose arms -held him. Three times did he seek fiercely to slay Aeneas, and three -times did the god beat him back. - -‘Thou warrest with the gods! Have a care, Diomedes!’ shouted the god in -a terrible voice, and Diomedes for a little shrank back. - -Then truly did the gods come to war against Greeks and Trojans, for -Mars and Athene and Hera in fury fought amongst the hosts. - -‘Shame on ye! men of Greece,’ cried Athene. ‘While noble Achilles went -forth to war, the Trojans dared scarcely pass without their gates, but -now they bring their fighting close to the ships on the beach!’ So she -roused the Greeks to further fury. - -To Diomedes then she went. Him she found beside his chariot, wiping -away the blood from the wound dealt him by Pandarus. - -‘An unworthy son of thy brave father art thou, Diomedes,’ she said. -‘Alone would thy father fight; but though I stand by thy side to guard -thee, either weariness or fear hath taken hold on thee.’ - -‘I have no fear, neither am I weary,’ answered Diomedes, ‘but thou hast -told me to smite none of the gods save Aphrodite, and now see I the -god Mars leading the men of Troy. So have I stayed my hand and called -back my men from the battle.’ - -Then answered bright-eyed Athene: - -‘Diomedes, joy of mine heart, fear not Mars nor any other of the gods, -for I am thy helper. Go now, guide thy chariot against Mars and smite -him hand to hand. This day did he promise me to fight for the Greeks, -and now he fights against them.’ - -So saying, she made the charioteer of Diomedes give her his place, and -herself, with whip and reins, did she guide the fiery horses. - -And Mars, seeing the chariot of Diomedes draw near, leaving many dead -behind him, eagerly came to meet it. With furious thrust did he drive -his spear at Diomedes, but Athene seized it in her hand and turned -it aside. Then did Diomedes thrust at Mars with his spear of bronze, -and it Athene guided so that it pierced the thigh of the god of war. -Loud as nine thousand or ten thousand warriors cry in battle, did Mars -bellow with rage and pain, and like a thunder-cloud he swept upwards -through the sky to Olympus. - -And still the fight went on, and sorrow came to many from the slaying -of that day. - -[Illustration: Mars, like a thunder-cloud, swept upwards through the -sky to Olympus - (page 52) - - - - -CHAPTER V - -HECTOR AND ANDROMACHE - - -From where the battle still raged went Hector, son of Priam. At the -oak tree by the gates of Troy there came running to meet him wives and -daughters of those who fought. For eagerly did they long for tidings of -many a warrior who now lay dead on the field. - -When he reached the beautiful, many-pillared palace of his father, his -mother came to meet him. - -His hand she took in hers, and gently spoke she to him. - -‘Art thou wearied that thou hast left the battle, Hector, my son?’ she -said. ‘Let me bring thee wine that thou may’st be refreshed and yet -gain strength.’ - -‘Bring me no wine, dear mother,’ said Hector, ‘lest it take from me -the strength and courage that I have. Rather go thou to the temple of -Athene and offer her sacrifices, beseeching that she will have mercy on -Troy and on the wives of the Trojans and their little children. So may -she hold back Diomedes the destroyer. I go to Paris--would that he were -dead!’ - -And the mother of Hector straightway, with other old women, the mothers -of heroes, offered sacrifices and prayers to Athene. But Athene paid no -heed. - -To the palace of Paris, his mighty bronze spear in his hand, then -strode Hector. - -Paris, the golden-haired, sat in a room with Helen, idly handling his -shining shield and breastplate and curved bow. - -In bitter scorn spoke Hector to his brother. - -‘Our people die in battle for thy sake!’ he cried, ‘while here thou -sittest idle. Up then, ere the enemies that thou hast made for us burn -our city to the ground!’ - -And Paris answered: - -‘Justly dost thou chide me, Hector. Even now hath Helen urged me to -play the man and go back to battle. Only let me put on my armour, and -soon will I overtake thee.’ - -Never a word did Hector answer him. - -But to Hector did Helen then speak. - -‘Brother Hector,’ she said, ‘unworthy am I to be sister of thine. Would -that I had died on the day I was born, or would that the gods who have -brought me this evil had given me for a husband one who was shamed by -reproach and who feared dishonour. Rest thee here, my brother, who hast -suffered so much for the sake of wretched me and for the sin of Paris. -Well I know that for us cometh punishment of which men will sing in the -far-off years that are yet to come.’ - -‘Of thy love, ask me not to stay, Helen,’ answered Hector. ‘For to help -the men of Troy is my whole heart set, and they are now in want of me. -But rouse this fellow, and make him hasten after me. I go now to see my -dear wife and my babe, for I know not whether I shall return to them -again.’ - -In his own house Hector found not his fair wife Andromache, nor their -little babe. - -‘Whither went thy mistress?’ he asked in eagerness of the serving-women. - -‘Truly, my lord,’ answered one, ‘tidings came to us that the Trojans -were sorely pressed and that with the Greeks was the victory. So then -did Andromache, like one frenzied, hasten with her child and his nurse -to the walls that she might see somewhat of what befell. There, on the -tower, she stands now, weeping and wailing.’ - -Back through the streets by which he had come then hastened Hector. And -as he drew near the gates, Andromache, who had spied him from afar, ran -to meet him. - -As, hand clasped in hand, Andromache and Hector stood, Hector looked -silently at the beautiful babe in his nurse’s arms, and smiled. - -Astyanax, ‘The City King,’ those of Troy called the child, because it -was Hector his father who saved the city. - -Then said Andromache: - -‘Dear lord, thy courage will bring thee death. Hast thou no pity for -this babe nor for thy wife, who so soon shall be thy widow? Better -would it be for me to die if to thee death should come. For if I lose -thee, then sorrow must for evermore be mine. No father nor mother have -I, and on one day were my seven brothers slain. Father and mother and -brother art thou to me, Hector, and my dear loved husband as well. Have -pity now, and stay with thy wife and thy little child.’ - -‘All these things know I well, my wife,’ answered Hector, ‘but black -shame would be mine were I to shrink like a coward from battle. Ever it -hath been mine to be where the fight was fiercest, and to win glory for -my father’s name, and for my own. But soon will that glory be gone, for -my heart doth tell me that Troy must fall. Yet for the sorrows of the -Trojans, and of my own father and mother and brethren, and of the many -heroes that must perish, grieve I less bitterly than for the anguish -that must come upon thee on that day when thou no longer hast a husband -to fight for thee and a Greek leads thee away a prisoner. May the -earth be heaped up high above me ere I hear thy crying, Andromache!’ - -So spake Hector, and stretched out his arms to take his boy. - -But from his father’s bronze helmet with its fiercely nodding plume -of horse-hair the babe shrank back in terror and hid his face in his -nurse’s breast. Then did the little City King’s father and his sweet -mother laugh aloud, and on the ground Hector laid his helmet, and -taking his little son in his arms he kissed him and gently dandled him. -And as he did so, thus Hector prayed to Zeus and all the gods: - -‘O Zeus and all ye gods, grant that my son may be a brave warrior and a -great king in Troyland. Let men say of him when he returns from battle, -“Far greater is he than his father,” and may he gladden his mother’s -heart.’ - -Then did Hector lay his babe in Andromache’s arms, and she held him to -her bosom, smiling through her tears. - -Full of love and pity and tenderness was the heart of Hector, and -gently he caressed her and said: - -‘Dear one, I pray thee be not of over-sorrowful heart. No man shall -slay me ere the time appointed for my death hath come. Go home and busy -thyself with loom and distaff and see to the work of thy maidens. But -war is for us men, and of all those who dwell in Troyland, most of all -for me.’ - -So spake Hector, and on his head again he placed his crested helmet. -And his wife went home, many times looking back to watch him she loved -going forth to battle, with her eyes half blinded by her tears. - -Not far behind Hector followed Paris, his armour glittering like the -sun, and with a laugh on the face that was more full of beauty than -that of any other man on earth. Like a noble charger that has broken -its bonds and gallops exultingly across the plain, so did Paris stride -onward. - -‘I fear I have delayed thee,’ he said to his brother when he overtook -him. - -‘No man can speak lightly of thy courage,’ answered Hector, ‘only thou -hast brought shame on thyself by holding back from battle. But now let -us go forward, and may the gods give the Greeks into our hands.’ - -So went Hector and Paris together into battle, and many a Greek fell -before them on that day. - - - - -CHAPTER VI - -THE FIGHT BETWEEN HECTOR AND AJAX - - -From Olympus did Athene mark with angry heart how Greek after Greek -fell dead before the spears of Hector and of Paris. - -Then did she plot with Apollo, her brother, how best she might -discomfit these men of Troy. - -And into the heart of Hector did they put the wish to make the Trojans -and the Greeks cease from battle, while he challenged the bravest Greek -of the host to meet him, man to man, in deadly combat. - -Then did Hector and Agamemnon make the fighting cease, and with -gladness did Hector call upon the Greeks to send forth their bravest -champion that he might fight with him, hand to hand. - -‘If I be slain,’ said Hector, ‘then let the victor despoil me of my -armour, but give back my body to my home. And if I slay him who fights -with me, then shall his armour be mine. But his body the Greeks shall -have, that they may build for him a tomb in their own land, near the -sea, so that in the days to come men may look at it as they sail past -in their ships and say, “This is the tomb of a man that died in days of -old, a champion whom Hector slew.”’ - -Silent stood the Greeks before him. For they feared to meet him hand to -hand, and were ashamed to show their fear. - -Then up sprang Menelaus, and with scorn of the others he donned his -armour. - -‘Shame on ye all!’ he cried. ‘I myself will fight with Hector, and the -gods will slay that man whom they will to die.’ - -But Agamemnon would not have it that his brother should fight. - -‘This is madness, Menelaus,’ he said. ‘Draw back, though it pains thee, -for even Achilles did dread to meet this man in battle, and how much -more mighty is Achilles than thou.’ - -Then rose up nine chiefs of the Greeks, all ready to fight with Hector, -and lots were cast to see which of these, the most valiant of the host, -should meet with the champion of the men of Troy. - -To Ajax the giant-like did the lot fall, and glad was the heart of the -hero that so it should be. - -In his shining bronze armour did Ajax array him, and as he strode -forward with a smile on his stern face and his long spear brandished in -his hand, he looked as looks Mars the terrible when he goes forth to -battle. - -The Trojans trembled at the sight, and the heart of Hector beat faster, -as the giant, with his great bronze shield, came towards him with -mighty strides. - -‘Achilles, the lion-hearted, sitteth by his ships, yet shalt thou be -shown, Hector, that the Greeks have other warriors in their ranks,’ -cried Ajax. ‘But thou shalt begin the battle.’ - -‘Am I a woman or a feeble boy who knows naught of fighting, Ajax?’ -answered Hector. ‘Well do I know the rules of the great game of war. -But I have no mind to smite thee by cunning. Openly shall I smite thee, -if I smite at all.’ - -Thereat he hurled at Ajax his bronze-shod spear. But on his mighty -shield of sevenfold hide, bronze-covered, Ajax caught the blow, and -only six folds of the shield were pierced. - -Then did Ajax the giant hurt his spear, and it passed through Hector’s -bright shield and his corslet, and rent the doublet on his thigh. But -Hector swerved aside and so escaped death. Then did each grip a fresh -spear, and, like angry lions, did they rush each at the other. Again -did Hector smite the shield of Ajax with his spear, but the spear point -was bent back and unpierced was the shield. And Ajax, with a mighty -drive, sent his spear through the shield of Hector, and the point -pierced his neck, so that the dark blood gushed forth. But even then -Hector ceased not to fight. From the ground he seized up a great jagged -stone and hurled it against the shield of Ajax, until the bronze rang -again. A stone, greater by far, did Ajax then hurl, and the shield of -Hector was crushed inwards, and Hector was borne backwards, and fell, -and had been slain, had not Apollo, with invisible hands, raised him -up. Their swords they drew then, and would have fought on, had not -heralds rushed between them and with their staves held them apart. - -‘Fight no more, dear sons,’ said the herald of Troy. ‘Well do we see -that ye both are brave warriors, and well-beloved of Zeus. But night -falleth, and bids you cease the combat.’ - -Said Ajax: - -‘For Hector it is to speak, for he challenged the bravest of the Greeks -to battle. As he wills, so shall I do.’ - -‘The gods have given thee stature and might and wisdom, Ajax,’ said -Hector, ‘and surely there is no greater fighter among the Greeks than -thou. Night falleth, so let us cease from battle, and hereafter will we -fight again, and the gods shall grant one of us the victory. But now -let us exchange gifts, that Greeks and Trojans may say, “In fierce -strife did Ajax and Hector meet, but in friendship they parted.”’ - -So spoke Hector, and gave to Ajax his silver-studded sword, with -scabbard and sword-belt; and to him did Ajax give his belt bright with -purple. - -So parted the two heroes, and greatly did the men of Troy and of Greece -rejoice at the safe return of their champions. - - - - -CHAPTER VII - -THE BURNING OF THE DEAD; AND THE BATTLE OF THE PLAIN - - -With feasting did the Greeks do honour to Ajax, and when the feast -was ended, Nestor, the oldest and the most wise of the warriors, gave -counsel that at daybreak on the morrow they should gather the bodies of -their dead and burn them on a great pyre. - -But while the Greek chiefs in peace took council together, they of Troy -with fierce and angry words disputed at a gate of their city. - -Said one: - -‘How can we hope to prosper in the fight when our oath is broken? Let -us then give back to the Greeks fair Helen and all her wealth.’ - -But Paris, in wrath, made reply: - -‘Mad indeed thou art if thou dost think I will do as thou sayest! The -wealth of Helen will I return with a willing heart, and to it add more -wealth of mine own. But Helen my wife will I give back never!’ - -At dawn on the morrow did the Trojan heralds come to the camp of -Agamemnon and gave to him the message. - -‘Thus saith Priam of Troy and all his nobles, The wealth that Helen -brought with her to Troy will Paris return, and more besides of his -own, but the beautiful wife of Menelaus he saith he will not give. But -grant to us a truce until we have buried our dead, and then again will -we fight until the gods grant us victory.’ - -Then said Diomedes: - -‘Let us take none of the treasures of Helen nor of Paris, neither Helen -herself for well we know that the days of Troy are already numbered.’ - -In applause of the words of Diomedes the Greek host shouted, and -Agamemnon said to the heralds: - -‘Thou hearest the answer of the Greeks. Yet we grant ye the truce, -that ye may bury your dead.’ - -The sun was rising from the sea and chasing grey darkness from the -fields of Troyland when on the morrow Greeks and Trojans met in peace, -and tenderly, and with hot tears falling, carried away the bodies of -the fallen and buried them in mighty pyres. - -A deep ditch and a high wall did the Greeks also make for themselves. -And at nightfall they feasted, and when some ships from Lemnos came to -the harbour, well laden with wine, they bought a goodly supply. Some of -them paid the men of Lemnos with bronze, and some with iron, some with -hides and kine, and some with prisoners. - -All night long they feasted, and in Troy also did the Trojans feast. -But in Olympus did Zeus angrily plan the overthrow of the men who -seemed to fear him not, and the noise of his thunderings filled the -feasters with dread of what was to come. - -On the next day, when golden dawn was spreading over the earth, Zeus -held a council of the gods, and with a fearful doom did he threaten -the god or goddess who should dare to aid either Greek or Trojan. - -‘We bow to thy will, great father Zeus,’ Athene made answer. ‘Yet let -us, I pray thee, give counsel to the Greeks that they may not all -perish before the mightiness of thine anger.’ - -‘So be it,’ answered Zeus, smiling upon her, for dear to the king of -the gods was Athene, his beautiful daughter. - -Then did Zeus, in his armour of gold, mount upon his car. His -fleet-footed horses, bronze-shod, had flowing tails of gold, and them -he lashed with his golden whip so that like lightning they flashed -across space, between earth and the starry heavens. High up on Mount -Ida did he rein them in, and in thick mist upon the mountain-top he sat -him down and watched the Greeks and Trojans, as though they were his -playthings, fighting far below on the plain. - -Early that day did the two hosts meet, and soon was the morning air -filled with the cries of pain and of rage, of defeat, and of victory, -and the fair earth was streaming with the blood of men, dead and dying. - -When midday came, Zeus stretched out from his throne on the mountain -his golden scales, and in them laid two weights of death, one for the -Greeks and the other for the men of Troy. And the scale of the Greeks -sank down low, and as it sank, Zeus sent down a blazing lightning flash -so that the two armies saw the great god and his scales, and fear -seized upon the Greeks. - -The mightiest Greek no longer kept his courage. Only Nestor, oldest of -the warriors, still had a dauntless heart. With an arrow from his bow -had Paris slain one of the horses in Nestor’s chariot, but from his -chariot did the old man leap down and with his sword fiercely hewed at -the traces. But as he still hewed, through the throng Hector furiously -drove his chariot. Then had Nestor indeed perished, but that Diomedes -marked what would befall. - -With a great shout did he call to Odysseus: - -‘Whither fleest thou, like a coward, Odysseus? Stand thy ground till -we have saved the old man from his mighty foe!’ - -So spake he, but Odysseus heard him not, and hastened onward. - -Alone then did Diomedes take his stand by the side of Nestor. - -‘Younger warriors than myself beset thee hard!’ said Diomedes. ‘Thou -art feeble, thy charioteer is a weakling, and thy horses slow. Quickly -mount my car, and see what are the paces of my horses that I took from -Aeneas. Straight against Hector shall we guide them, that he may know -the power of the spear of Diomedes.’ - -On the chariot of Diomedes did old Nestor then mount; in his hands he -took the reins, and he lashed the horses. In furious gallop they came -to meet Hector, and Diomedes hurled his spear. But the spear passed -Hector, and in the breast of his brave charioteer was it buried, so -that he fell to the ground and there he died. - -Upon the men of Troy might defeat then have come, but in his hands -Zeus took a thunderbolt, and right in front of the horses of Diomedes -it burst in awful flames, making the horses in desperate panic rear -backwards. - -‘Zeus himself fighteth against thee, Diomedes!’ cried Nestor. ‘Let us -flee, for no man is so great in might that he can fight against the -will of Zeus.’ - -‘Thou speakest truth, old man,’ said Diomedes, ‘yet sore grief it is -to my heart to think that some day the boast of Hector may be, “To his -ships fled Diomedes, driven before me.” May the earth swallow me up on -that day!’ - -‘Hector may call thee coward,’ said Nestor, ‘yet no son of Troy will -believe him, nor any of the widows of these men whom thou hast slain.’ - -Then did Nestor wheel the horses and flee, while thick the spears and -darts from the Trojan host followed him. - -And above the din of battle rose the voice of Hector: - -‘Behold the hero of the Greeks! Hero no longer art thou! Begone, feeble -girl! poor puppet!’ - -Furiously did Diomedes listen to his taunts, and fain would he have -turned back and tried to slay him. But three times did Zeus send peals -of his thunder rolling down from the mountain-top, and to the Trojans -was it a sign of victory, and fear did it send into the hearts of the -Greeks. - -Then did Hector call on his men to be of good courage, for with them -fought Zeus, the Thunderer. And to his horses he called: - -‘On, now, Bayard, and Whitefoot, and Flame of Fire, and Brilliant! -Forget not how Andromache hath cared for and tended you! Make haste -that we may seize from old Nestor his shield of gold, and strip -Diomedes of his gorgeous breastplate!’ - -Onward, then, dashed his chariot, while the Trojans followed him, -driving the Greeks in headlong flight before them. Soon had the Greek -ships been burned and the long war ended, had not Hera put it into the -heart of Agamemnon to arouse the Greeks and force them on to battle. - -‘Shame on you, ye Greeks!’ he cried. ‘What hath come of all your -boasting?’ Then did he pray to Zeus that even now he would grant the -victory to the Greeks. - -And his prayer was heard by Zeus, who sent a portent in answer. For -there came, winging through the sky, an eagle with a young fawn in -its talons. By the altar of Zeus did the eagle drop the fawn, and the -Greeks took the sign to mean the favour of Zeus, and afresh they went -to battle. - -Then did gallant warrior slay warrior as brave as himself, and hero -fall before hero. - -Teucer, a mighty archer, sheltering under the great shield of Ajax, -sent one arrow speeding after another, and each arrow brought death. -But against Hector in vain did he drive his shafts, slaying, each time -he drew his bow, one standing near the man whose life he longed to take. - -One arrow smote the charioteer of Hector in the breast, and from the -chariot did he fall dead. Full of rage and grief was Hector, and from -the car he leapt, with terrible shout, and, with a jagged stone in his -hand, rushed at Teucer. Even at that moment had Teucer pulled his -bowstring to let an arrow fly, but on the collar bone Hector smote him. -His bowstring snapped, his arm grew numb, the bow fell from his hand, -and on his knees he sank. But swiftly did Ajax stand astride him, and -with his shield he sheltered him until two of his comrades bore him, -groaning in grievous pain, to the ships. - -Once again did Zeus put courage in the men of Troy so that they drove -the Greeks in rout before them. - -Then did Hera and Athene mark their plight, and pity them, and would -have come down from Olympus to their aid, had not Zeus sent stern -warning to them of the doom that should be theirs were they to go -against his bidding. - -‘On the morrow,’ said he, ‘more evil things shall thine eyes behold, -for Hector will not cease to slay until that day when fleet-footed -Achilles be roused to come and fight for the Greeks where Patroclus the -brave lies dead. Such is the doom of heaven.’ - -Then did black night fall, and while the Trojans chafed at the -darkness, the Greeks rejoiced that rest had come to them at length. - -Leaning on his bronze-pointed spear, Hector spoke to the Trojans. - -‘Hearken to me!’ he said. ‘This day I thought to destroy the Greeks -and all their hosts and return to our own windy Troy, but Night hath -come too soon. To Night, then, must we yield, so let us take food, and -give fodder to our horses. All night long let us burn fires lest in the -darkness the Greeks strive to make for the sea. And let the heralds -proclaim that boys and old men must guard the battlements of Troy, -and each woman burn a great fire in her house lest the Greeks send an -ambush to enter the city while we men are here. At dawn will we fight -by the ships, and we shall see whether Diomedes will drive me back from -the shore to the walls of Troy, or if with my spear I shall lay him -low.’ - -So spake Hector, and the Trojans shouted aloud. - -They unyoked their horses, and gave them fodder, and from the city -they brought food for the fires. - -All night they sat by the battlefield, high hopes in their hearts, and -their watch-fires burning. As when the moon shines clear on a windless -night, and all the crags and glens and mountain-tops stand sharply out, -and wide and boundless is the sky, and all the stars are seen; even -so many were the lights of the watch-fires that gleamed in the plain -before Troy. A thousand fires did burn there, and in the red glow of -each blazing fire sat fifty men. Beside the chariots stood the horses -champing barley and spelt, waiting for the coming of dawn. - - - - -CHAPTER VIII - -THE MESSAGE TO ACHILLES - - -While the Trojans sat by their watch-fires, sorely troubled were the -hearts of the Greeks and of Agamemnon their overlord. - -Hurriedly did Agamemnon send his heralds to call an assembly, bidding -each man separately and with no loud shouting. - -Sorrowfully did they sit them down; and when Agamemnon rose up to -speak, the bitter tears ran down his face as flows the wan water of a -mountain stream down the dark gulleys where the sunbeams never play. - -‘My friends,’ he said, ‘leaders and captains of the Greeks, hard of -heart is Zeus, and ill hath he dealt with me. Victory did he promise, -but shame hath he brought. Nothing now is left for us but to flee with -our ships to our own land, for never shall Troy be ours.’ - -So spake he, and long did the Greek warriors sit in silent grief. - -Then spoke Diomedes: - -‘A coward hast thou called me, Agamemnon; whether I am a coward the -Greeks, young and old, know well. To thee hath Zeus given power above -all other men, but courage, which is the highest power of all, hath he -kept from thee. Thinkest thou that we Greeks are cowards and weaklings -such as thou? If it is thy will to flee, flee then! Thy ships wait for -thee by the sea. But as for us, here will we stay till Troy lies in -ruins before us. And if it even be the will of every Greek here to flee -with thee, here still will I and my friend Sthenelus abide and fight -until Troy is ours. The gods sent us hither! To us will the gods give -the victory!’ - -Then spoke old Nestor: - -‘Mighty in battle art thou, Diomedes, and well hast thou spoken. But -thou art yet young--full well mightest thou be my youngest son. So let -all who hear, yea, even Agamemnon, hearken to my words and not gainsay -me, who am so old a man. For without clan, without laws, without a home -must be he who loveth strife. Hasten then, and let us all take food, -and see that the sentinels be watchful along the deep trench without -the wall. For to us this night cometh victory or death.’ - -Then did Agamemnon speedily have a feast prepared, and when the feast -was ended, Nestor again uprose and spoke. - -‘King over all nations hath Zeus made thee, great Agamemnon,’ he said. -‘Therefore is it thy part to listen to all the counsel that is given to -thee that may aid thee to govern thy folk. Right heartily did I try to -prevent thee from taking fair Briseis from the tent of Achilles on that -day when thou didst anger the bravest of all warriors. Let us now try -if we may not persuade him by gifts of friendship and with kindly words -to come back and fight for Greece once again.’ - -Then answered Agamemnon: - -‘Yea, truly, a fool was I in that I gave way to my wrath. But gladly -will I now make amends to Achilles, the beloved of Zeus. Rich and -goodly gifts will I send to him; priceless gifts of gold, horses of -wondrous speed, and seven fair slaves skilled in needle-work. Fair -Briseis, also, shall again be his, and if he will come to our aid and -Troy is ours, the richest of all the spoils shall be the spoils of -Achilles. One of my daughters shall he have for his wife, and lands and -cities and a people to rule as king shall be my gift to him.’ - -Speedily then did they choose messengers to go with the gifts to -Achilles. - -And the messengers were Phœnix, a warrior dear to Zeus, and giant Ajax, -and Odysseus of the many Devices. Two heralds went with them that they -might tell Achilles of the noble Greeks who came to seek for his aid. - -Along the shore of the sounding sea they went, making prayer to Zeus -that he would grant them success in what they sought. - -When they came to the ships and huts of Achilles they found him -sitting with a lyre in his hand. Of beautiful workmanship it was, with -a silver cross-bar upon it, and as the hands of Achilles drew from it -wondrous melody, he sang of the glorious deeds of the heroes of old. - -Beside him sat Patroclus, listening silently to the song of the friend -that he loved. - -Then did Odysseus step forward, and Achilles, amazed, sprang to his -feet, his lyre in his hand, and Patroclus also arose. - -‘Welcome ye are,’ said Achilles; ‘truly ye are friends that are come. -Even in my anger are ye the dearest of all the Greeks to me.’ - -Then he led them forward and made them sit on seats covered with lordly -purple. - -To Patroclus he said: - -‘Bring forth the biggest bowl and the finest of my wines, for I have no -dearer friends than those who are here with me now.’ - -So did Achilles have a rich feast of precious wines and of dainties of -all sorts made ready for those who brought him the message of Agamemnon -the king. - -And when the feast was ended, Odysseus did tell him of the dire woes of -the Greeks and of the royal gifts of Agamemnon, and of the pleadings of -the Greeks and of their overlord, that their hero, Achilles, would come -and fight for them once again. - -Then did Achilles make answer: - -‘Hateful to me as are the gates of death, O great Odysseus, is the man -who hideth in his heart one thing and sayeth another. So will I speak -to thee as seemeth me best. Hard have I laboured, fiercely have I -fought for Agamemnon, yet what is my gain after it all? Hateful to me -are the gifts of Agamemnon. Wealth and power can be mine without aid -from him, yet know I well, for my mother, Thetis the silver-footed, -hath told me, that death swiftly draweth nigh. Let the Greeks seek help -elsewhere, for fierce is my anger, and no help shall ye gain from me.’ - -Then said Ajax: - -‘Let us go hence, Odysseus. Our embassy is vain. Yet evil though the -news we carry with speed must we bear it back to the Greek host. -Merciless art thou, Achilles! Anger hath made thee set at naught thy -comrades’ love and the love of thine own dear land.’ - -And to Ajax did Achilles make answer: - -‘Take ye, then, my message, brave Ajax! Tell Agamemnon that until the -day that the men of Troy come even to my ships and my huts and smirch -them with fire, no finger will I raise for Greece. But on that day, -then, surely, will the power of the Trojans be stayed.’ - -Then did Odysseus and Ajax and the others return in sorrow to the host -of the Greeks, and gave to them the message of Achilles. - -In silence did the warriors listen. - -Then said Diomedes: - -‘Achilles, then, must bide his time. When his heart is aroused again -within him, he will fight. But let us now take meat and drink and -sleep, and when rosy-fingered Dawn doth come, strength shall be ours -for the battle, and with courage shall we fight for the cause of -Agamemnon our king!’ - - - - -CHAPTER IX - -THE WHITE HORSES OF RHESUS - - -Sound was the sleep of the Greek chiefs that night, but Agamemnon the -king slept not. From his enemies’ camp came the sound of pipe and flute -and laughter of men, as the Trojans feasted and made merry in the red -light of their camp-fires. As he looked seawards at the ships of the -sleeping Greeks, his heart was heavy within him and he groaned aloud. - -On his feet he bound his sandals, over his shoulders did he throw his -great mantle of a tawny lion’s skin, and, grasping his spear, he went -forth into the night to take counsel of wise Nestor. - -Neither to Menelaus came there sleep, for his heart was full of fear -lest harm should come to the Greeks who had crossed the wide seas to -fight for his sake in Troyland. - -[Illustration: Agamemnon heard the sound of pipe and flute and laughter -of men as the Trojans feasted and made merry (page 86)] - -On his head he placed his bronze helmet, across his broad shoulders he -threw a leopard skin, and, spear in hand, went to seek his brother. - -Down by the ships he found him, putting his armour on. - -‘Why dost thou arm thyself, dear brother?’ he asked. ‘Wilt thou send -forth one of our comrades to spy on the Trojans? I fear me no man of -ours is of courage enough to go alone in the night and do so brave a -deed.’ - -Then did Agamemnon bid his brother go and awake the lords of his host -and call a council together, while he himself went to rouse Nestor, the -oldest of all the warriors. - -And as they passed through the host they found the sentinels sitting -wide awake with their arms, like dogs that watch by a lonely sheepfold -amongst the hills and listen to the cries of the savage wild beasts -that come towards them through the woods. - -Gladly did old Nestor see them. - -‘Even so keep watch, dear children,’ he said, ‘lest we allow our -enemies to triumph over us.’ - -Out in the open field, beyond the deep trench which they had dug, the -chiefs of the Greeks sat themselves down in council. - -To them, then, spake Nestor. - -‘O friends,’ said he, ‘is there among you a man with heart so fearless -that all alone he will go into the camp of the Trojans this night and -there learn what are their plans for battle? If such an one there be, -and he return to us scathless, great will be his fame among all men, -and great the rewards that he wins.’ - -Then said Diomedes of the loud war-cry: - -‘With willing heart will go, Nestor: yet if another man will come with -me, more comfort and courage will be ours.’ - -Many there were who asked with eagerness to be that one who should go -with Diomedes. But Agamemnon spoke. - -‘Diomedes, joy of mine heart, verily shalt thou choose thine own -comrade,’ he said. - -And Diomedes made answer: - -‘If indeed I may choose, then shall I choose Odysseus, for with him as -comrade we might pass through raging flames and yet return in safety.’ - -‘Praise me not overmuch, Diomedes,’ said Odysseus, ‘but let us be -going. The night wanes, the stars have gone onward, and the dawn is -near.’ - -Then did they don their armour, and set forth, like two lions seeking -their prey, treading underfoot the men who lay still and dead in their -blood. And through the dark night they heard the shrill cry of a heron, -and knew it for an omen sent by the gods, a promise to them of victory. - -In the Trojan camp was a council also held. And brave Hector offered -great rewards to the man who would go in the darkness to where the -Greek ships lay and find out how it fared with the men of Agamemnon, -and what plans were theirs. - -And Dolon, the swift-runner and ill-favoured man, but one who owned -great riches of gold and bronze, stood up and said: - -‘To the swift-sailing ships will I go as thy spy. But for reward must I -have the horses and bronze chariots of Achilles.’ - -‘No other man of the Trojans shall mount these horses,’ swore Hector. - -Then Dolon took his bow, on his shoulders cast a great wolf-skin, on -his head drew his helmet of ferret-skin, and with his sharp javelin in -his hand, went forth towards the seashore. - -In the darkness Odysseus heard his stealthy footsteps. - -‘Lo, here is some man, Diomedes,’ he said; ‘I know not whether he be a -spy or a plunderer of the dead. But let him pass, and then will we rush -on him and take him.’ - -Turning from the path, they lay down amongst the dead bodies on the -plain, still and silent as those they lay beside. - -But when Dolon had gone a little way, they ran after him, and Dolon, -when he heard them, stopped, thinking they were messengers from Hector, -coming to bid him return. Less than a spear’s-throw from him were they -when he knew them for foemen and fled before them. - -But as two fierce hounds pursue a hare or a doe, so did Odysseus and -Diomedes hunt Dolon. They had wellnigh reached the trench where the -sentinels were placed when Diomedes called aloud: - -‘Halt! or my spear shall pin thee dead to the ground!’ - -Thereat he hurled his spear, but not with the wish to smite Dolon. -Over his right shoulder it flew, burying its sharp point in the ground -in front of him. Green with fear, and with chattering teeth, Dolon -stopped, and Odysseus and Diomedes panting, came up to him, and laid -hold of him. - -‘Take me alive!’ said Dolon, weeping, ‘and a mighty ransom of gold and -bronze and iron shall be yours if ye but spare my life.’ - -‘Fear not,’ said Odysseus, ‘but tell us truly why thou comest thus at -dead of night into the camp of thine enemies.’ - -Then did Dolon, the coward, tremblingly tell his tale, and reveal to -Odysseus and Diomedes all that Hector had bidden him do. At their -bidding, too, he told them how all the Trojan forces lay, and how best -they could win into the camp. - -‘At the farthest point from the men of Troy are encamped the -Thracians,’ he said. ‘Rhesus is their king, and fit for a god is his -golden armour and his chariot of gold and silver. His, too, are the -fairest horses mine eyes have seen, of great strength and height, -whiter than snow, and swift as the wind.’ - -Eagerly did Odysseus and Diomedes listen. But when he had ended and -begged them to take him a prisoner to the ships, or to let him go free, -grimly did Diomedes look at him. - -‘Good is thy news, Dolon,’ he said, ‘yet nevermore shalt thou have a -chance of playing the spy, or of fighting against the men of Greece.’ - -With that he raised his mighty sword, and ere Dolon could beg for mercy -he smote him on the neck. Cleanly was his head shorn off, and it rolled -in the dust at the feet of Diomedes. His casque of ferret-skin, and the -grey wolf-skin, and javelin and bow did Odysseus and Diomedes then take -from him and held them aloft, an offering to Athene. They placed them -on a tamarisk bush, raising on it a mark of long reeds and branches of -tamarisk, lest they might miss the place as they returned again ere -dawn. - -Across the plain did they hasten then, until they came to the camp of -the Thracians. Deep was the sleep of the warriors who lay, each with -his arms beside him, and his two horses standing near at hand. And in -the midst of them lay Rhesus the king, his great white horses tethered -to his chariot of silver and gold. - -‘Lo, here is the man, and here are the horses of which Dolon gave us -tidings,’ said Odysseus. - -And thereupon did the slaying begin. - -Like a lion that rends a flock of sheep without a shepherd, even so -did Diomedes slay the men of Thrace. On this side and on that he slew, -till the earth grew red with blood, and terrible was the groaning of -the dying men. Twelve men did he slay, and as he slew them, Odysseus -dragged them to the side that a way might be left clear for the white -horses of Rhesus. For he feared that panic might seize them were they -to step in the darkness upon the dead men. - -The thirteenth man was King Rhesus himself. An evil dream made him draw -his breath hard and quick, but ere he could awake from sleep the sword -of Diomedes took his life away. Then did Odysseus drive the horses out -of the camp, smiting them with his bow, for he had no whip, and driving -them onwards. - -To Diomedes he whistled, for a sign that he should cease from slaying -and follow him and their lordly spoil. Still did Diomedes linger, -pondering whether he should drag the chariot with him, or slay yet more -of the Thracians. And as he pondered, Athene came to him. - -‘Return to the ships, Diomedes,’ she said, ‘lest another of the gods -arouse the Trojans, and in flight thou art driven before them.’ - -Even then, indeed, was Apollo arousing one of the kinsmen of Rhesus, -who with great lament saw the dead and dying men and knew that the -horses of the king had been stolen away. - -But swiftly did Diomedes and Odysseus spring on the backs of the white -horses, and swift as the snowy foam on the crests of storm-driven waves -did they dash through the darkness back to the ships. - -When they came to the tamarisk bush, where they had left the bloody -spoils of Dolon, Diomedes leapt to the ground, seized them and placed -them in the hands of Odysseus, and again mounted, and, lashing the -horses, dashed furiously onward. - -The clang of the hoofs of the galloping horses struck first upon the -ears of old Nestor, and quickly did he and other lords of the Greeks go -to meet Diomedes and Odysseus. - -Then did the two heroes rein in their horses and lightly spring to the -ground, and with hand-clasping and glad words were they welcomed by -their comrades. - -And when he had told the tale of the slaying of the men of Thrace and -the taking of the horses of Rhesus, Odysseus, laughing, drove the -white steeds through the trench and stabled them beside the other -horses of Diomedes. - -Then did he and Diomedes plunge into the sea and wash the sweat and -dust from off their limbs in the cold waves. Glad were their hearts -when they sat down to sup and poured forth an offering of honey-sweet -wine to Athene; but in the camp of the Trojans were there shame and -lamenting for the deeds that had been wrought in the third watch of the -night. - - - - -CHAPTER X - -THE FIGHTING ON THE PLAIN - - -The night passed, and grey dawn saw a mighty fight begin. - -Fiercely did the battle wax and wane, and valiant deeds were done that -day. - -Mightily fought Agamemnon, but against him fought the gods, and when -the sun blazed forth at noon, he and many another Greek warrior, -grievously wounded, were forced to leave the field. - -An arrow, from the bow of Paris, smote Machaon, skilled physician of -the Greeks, and fear seized them lest he who healed their wounds might -himself perish. - -Into his chariot did old Nestor take Machaon, and right willingly his -horses galloped back to their stables by the shore. - -By the stern of his ship stood Achilles, watching the battle from afar, -and his dear friend and comrade, Patroclus, he sent speeding to the -tent of Nestor for tidings of the battle and to ask the name of the -wounded warrior. - -Scornfully spake Nestor: - -‘What matters it to Achilles which of the sons of Greece lie wounded? -Many chiefs of the Greeks have shed their blood this day, yet Achilles -heedeth not. Hast thou forgotten, Patroclus, that day when thy father -didst speak to thee of thyself and of Achilles? “_Of nobler birth -than thou is Achilles_,” he said, “_and in might much greater. Yet he -is younger than thou, so see that thou counsel him gently and wisely -when there is need, and he will obey thee._” Even now, Patroclus, thou -mightest persuade Achilles to go forth to battle. But if he will not -go, then let him lend thee his armour so that the men of Troy may flee -before thee, thinking that Achilles goeth forth to war once more.’ - -So did Nestor rouse the heart of Patroclus, and swiftly Patroclus -returned to the ship of Achilles. - -Fiercer and ever more fierce grew the battle as the hours went by. -Up to the walls that the Greeks had built did the Trojans press their -furious way. Up the battlements, spear in hand, they swarmed, nor -heeded the storm of stones that crashed down upon them from above. - -In front of the gates lay a stone so huge that two strong men could not -together have lifted it and placed it on a wagon. With one hand did -mighty Hector, legs wide apart, hurl it against the great double gates. -Before it, hinges burst, bars smashed, and the gates crashed backwards. -Then in leapt Hector, his eyes flashing fire. None but the gods could -have withstood him, and on his heels came the men of Troy. Before them -they swept the Greek host to their ships. - -But down by the sea fought Ajax, and round him the Greeks took their -stand. Mighty was the wall of living men that sought to die for their -honour and for their own dear land. - -Yet, like a great rock that the fierce floods of winter tear from a -mountain-side, and that crashes through the forests and thunders down -the valleys, destroying as it goes, so did Hector press onward. Behind -him in heaps lay the slain, the moans of the dying mingled with the -din of battle, and the dark night of death blinded the eyes of many a -mighty chief. - -‘Thinkest thou to spoil our ships!’ called Ajax to Hector. ‘To the -gods, and not to the men of Troy do we owe our evil plight. Yet ere -long will Troy fall before us, and thou thyself wilt pray to Zeus to -make thy steeds fleet as falcons as they bear thee in shameful plight -back to thy city, across the plain.’ - -To Ajax did Hector make answer: - -‘Blundering boaster art thou! Woe cometh this day to the Greeks! And -thou, Ajax, if thou hast courage to meet my spear, shalt be food for -the birds and the dogs.’ - -In his tent the heart of Agamemnon sank within him, and those beside -him did he counsel that they should drag their ships down to the sea -and swiftly sail away. - -‘There is no shame in fleeing from ruin,’ said he. - -But Odysseus and Diomedes replied with angry scorn to the coward words -of their overlord. - -‘Let us go down to the battle, wounded though we be,’ said Diomedes. - -So they set forth, and with them went Agamemnon, and through the long -day did that mortal fight go on. Now would the Trojans triumph, and -again to the men of Greece would come the victory. - -At last, before a huge stone, hurled by Ajax, did Hector fall. Like a -mighty oak smitten by lightning he fell, and the Trojans bore him away, -the black blood gushing from his mouth. - -Then pressed the men of Greece the more. Back from the ships they drove -the men of Troy. - -But to Hector where he lay a-dying came Apollo, and into his fainting -body and heart he breathed fresh strength and courage. - -With strength as the strength of ten Hector once again faced the foe, -and before him the Greeks fell back in dismay. - -Patroclus in his tent, tending the wounds of a friend, marked how the -Greeks fell back, and he groaned aloud. - -‘To Achilles must I hasten,’ he said. ‘Who knows but that the time has -come when I may arouse him to join in the battle.’ - - - - -CHAPTER XI - -HOW PATROCLUS FOUGHT AND DIED - - -While round the dark ships of Greece the fierce fight raged, Achilles, -from afar, listened unmoved to the din of battle, and watched with -stony eyes the men of Greece as they fell and died on the reddened -ground. - -To him came Patroclus. - -‘Why dost thou weep, Patroclus?’ asked Achilles. ‘Like a fond little -maid art thou that runs by her mother’s side, plucking at her gown, -hindering her as she walks, and with tearful eyes looking up at her -until the mother lifts her in her arms. Like her, Patroclus, dost thou -softly weep.’ - -Then Patroclus, heavily groaning, made answer: - -‘Among the ships lie the bravest and best of the men of Greece, -sore wounded or dead. Pitiless art thou, Achilles, pitiless and -unforgiving. Yet if thou dost still hold back from the battle, -give me, I pray thee, thine armour, and send me forth in thy stead. -Perchance the Trojans may take me for the mighty Achilles, and even now -the victory be ours.’ - -Then said Achilles, and heavy was his heart within him: - -‘These Greeks took from me my well-won prize, Patroclus. Yet let the -past be past; no man may keep his anger for ever. I have said that -until the men of Troy come to burn my own ships I will hold me back -from the battle. But take you my armour; lead my men in the fight, and -drive from the ships the men of Troy. But to others leave it to chase -them across the plain.’ - -Even as Achilles spoke, the strength of mighty Ajax had come to an -end, and with furious rush did the Trojans board the ships. In their -hands they bore blazing torches, and up to the sky rushed the fiercely -roaring flames. - -Then cried Achilles, smiting his thighs: - -‘Haste thee, Patroclus! They burn the ships! Arm thyself speedily, and -I will call my men!’ - -Corslet and shield and helmet did Patroclus swiftly don, and girded on -the silver-studded sword and took two strong lances in his hand. - -In the chariot of Achilles he mounted, and Automedon, best and bravest -of charioteers, took the reins. - -Swift as the wild west wind were Bayard and Piebald, the two horses of -Achilles, and in the side harness was Pedasus, a horse only less swift -than they. - -Gladly did the men of Achilles meet his call to arms, for fierce as -wolves were they. - -‘Many times hast thou blamed me,’ cried Achilles, ‘because in my wrath -I kept ye back from battle. Here for ye now is a mighty fight, such as -ye love.’ - -To battle they went, and while Patroclus led them forth, Achilles in -his tent offered up an offering to Zeus. - -Like wasps that pour forth from their nests by the wayside to sting -the boys who have stoned them, so now did the Greeks swarm from their -ships. - -Before the sword of Patroclus fell a mighty warrior, and when the men -of Troy saw the shining armour of Achilles in his own chariot their -hearts sank within them. - -Out of the ships were they driven, the fire was quenched, and back to -the trench rolled the tide of battle. In the trench writhed many a -horse and many a man in dying agonies. But clear across it leaped the -horses of Achilles, and close to the walls of Troy did Patroclus drive -brave Hector before him. - -His chariot then he turned, and headed off the fleeing Trojans, driving -them down to the ships. Before the furious rush of his swift steeds, -other horses were borne off their feet, other chariots cast in ruins -on the ground, and men crushed to death under his wheels. Chief after -chief did Patroclus slay. A mighty destroyer was he that day. - -One only of the chiefs of Troy kept his courage before the destroyer -who wore the shining arms of Achilles. - -‘Shame on ye!’ cried Sarpedon to his men, ‘whither do ye flee? I -myself will fight this man who deals death and destruction to the -Trojan host.’ - -From their chariots leaped Sarpedon and Patroclus. - -With the first cast of his spear Patroclus missed Sarpedon, but slew -his charioteer. Then did Sarpedon cast, and his spear whizzed past -Patroclus, and smote the good horse Pedasus. With a dreadful scream -Pedasus fell, kicking and struggling, in the dust. This way and that -did the other two horses plunge and rear, until the yoke creaked and -the reins became entangled. But the charioteer leaped down, with his -sword slashed clear the traces from Pedasus, and the horses righted -themselves. - -Once again did Sarpedon cast his spear, and the point flew over the -left shoulder of Patroclus. But Patroclus missed not. Through the heart -of Sarpedon sped the fiercely hurled spear, and like a slim tree before -the axe of the woodcutter he fell, his dying hands clutching at the -bloody dust. - -Furious was the combat then over the body of Sarpedon. One brave -warrior after another did Patroclus lay dead. - -And more terrible still was the fight because in the ranks of the men -of Troy there fought now, in all-devouring wrath, the god Apollo. - -Nine men, good warriors all, did Patroclus slay; then, waxing bolder, -he tried to climb the very walls of Troy. - -Three times did Apollo thrust him back, and when, a fourth time, he -attacked, the god cried aloud to him in anger, warning him not to dare -so much. - -Against Patroclus did Hector then drive his war-horses, but Patroclus, -leaping from his chariot, hurled at Hector a jagged stone. In the eyes -it smote the charioteer of Hector, and the slain man dropped to the -ground. - -‘How nimble a man is this!’ jeered Patroclus. ‘How lightly he diveth! -Were this the sea, how good an oyster-seeker would this fellow be!’ - -[Illustration: The point of the spear flew over the left shoulder of -Patroclus (page 107)] - -Then from his chariot leaped Hector and met Patroclus, and the noise -of the battle was as the noise of a mighty gale in the forest when -great trees fall crashing to the ground. - -When the sun went down, victory was with the Greeks. Three mighty -charges did Patroclus make, and each time he slew nine men. But when, a -fourth time, he charged, Apollo met him. In thick mist he met him, and -Patroclus knew not that he fought with a god. With a fierce downstroke -from behind, Apollo smote his broad shoulders, and from off his head -the helmet of Achilles fell with a clang, rattling under the hoofs of -the horses. Before the smiting of the god, Patroclus stood stricken, -stupid and amazed. Shattered in his hands was the spear of Achilles, -and his mighty shield clanged on the ground. - -Ere he could know who was the smiter, a Trojan ally drove a spear -between his shoulders, and Patroclus, sore wounded, fell back. - -Marking his dismay, Hector pressed forward, and clean through his body -drove his bronze spear. With a crash Patroclus fell. - -‘Thou that didst boast that thou wouldst sack my town, here shall -vultures devour thee!’ cried Hector. - -And in a faint voice Patroclus made answer: - -‘Not to thee do I owe my doom, great Hector. Twenty such as thou would -I have fought and conquered, but the gods have slain me. Yet verily I -tell thee that thou thyself hast not long to live. Even now doth Death -stand beside thee!’ - -As he spoke, the shadow of Death fell upon Patroclus. No more in his -ears roared the din of battle; still and silent for ever he lay. - - - - -CHAPTER XII - -THE ROUSING OF ACHILLES - - -Fierce had been the fight before Patroclus died. More fiercely yet it -raged when he lay dead. - -From his body did Hector take the arms of Achilles, and the dead -Patroclus would the Trojans fain have dragged to their city, there to -bring shame to him and to all the Greek host. - -But for him fought the Greeks, until the earth was wet with blood and -the very skies echoed the clang of battle. - -To Achilles came Antilochos, a messenger fleet of foot. - -‘Fallen is Patroclus!’ he cried, ‘and around his naked body do they -fight, for his armour is held by Hector.’ - -Then did Achilles moan aloud. On the ground he lay, and in his hair he -poured black ashes. And the sound of his terrible lament was heard by -his mother, Thetis, the goddess, as she sat in her palace down under -the depths of the green sea. - -Up from under the waves swiftly came she to Achilles, and tenderly did -she listen while he poured forth to her the tale of the death of his -dear comrade. - -Then said Thetis: - -‘Not long, methinks, shall Hector glory in the armour that was thine, -for Death presseth hard upon him. Go not forth to battle, my son, until -I return, bearing with me new and fair armour for thee.’ - -But when Thetis had departed, to Achilles in his sorrow came Iris, fair -messenger of the gods. - -‘Unto windy Ilios will the Trojans drag the body of Patroclus unless -thou comest now. Thou needst not fight, Achilles, only show thyself to -the men of Troy, for sore is the need of Patroclus thy friend.’ - -Then, all unarmed, did Achilles go forth, and stood beside the trench. -With a mighty voice he shouted, and at the sound of his voice terror -fell upon the Trojans. Backward in flight they went, and from among the -dead did the Greeks draw the body of Patroclus, and hot were the tears -that Achilles shed for the friend whom he had sent forth to battle. - -[Illustration: The making of the arms of Achilles (page 113)] - -All that night, in the house of the Immortals, resounded the clang of -hammer on anvil as Hephaistus, the lame god, fashioned new arms for -Achilles. - -Bronze and silver and gold he threw in his fire, and golden handmaidens -helped their master to wield the great bellows and to send on the -crucibles blasts that made the ruddy flames dance. - -No fairer shield was ever borne by man than that which Hephaistus made -for Achilles. For him also he wrought a corslet brighter than a flame -of fire, and a helmet with a golden crest. - -And in the morning light did Thetis dart down from snowy Olympus, -bearing in her arms the splendid gift of a god. - -Glad was Achilles as he put on the armour, and terrible was his -war-cry as he roused the Greek warriors. No man, however sore his -wounds, held back when the voice of Achilles called him to the fight -once again. Wounded was Agamemnon, overlord of the Greeks, but forth -also came he. And there, while the sun rose on many a warrior who would -fight no more, did Achilles and Agamemnon speak as friends once again, -their long strife ended. - -Hungry for war, with Achilles as their leader, did the Greeks then -meet the Trojans on the plain. And as a fierce fire rages through the -forest, its flames driven by the wind, so did Achilles in his wrath -drive through the host of Troy. - -Down to the Scamander he drove the fleeing Trojans, and the water -reddened with blood, as he smote and spared not. - -Merciless was Achilles; pitilessly did he exult as one brave man after -another was sent by him to dye red the swift flood of the Scamander. - -At length, at his lack of mercy, did even the river grow wrathful. - -‘Choked is my stream with dead men!’ it cried, ‘and still thou slayest!’ - -But when Achilles heeded not, in fierce flood the river uprose against -him, sweeping the slain before it, and in furious spate seeking to -destroy Achilles. But as its waves smote against his shield, Achilles -grasped a tall elm, and uprooting it, cast it into the river to dam the -torrent. For the moment only was the angry river stayed. In fear did -Achilles flee across the plain, but with a mighty roar it pursued him, -and caught him. - -To the gods then cried Achilles, and to his aid came Athene, and close -to the walls of Troy again did Achilles chase the Trojan men. - -From the city walls old Priam saw the dreadful things Achilles wrought. - -And when, his armour blazing like the brightest stars of the sky, he -drew near, and Hector would have gone to meet him, in grief did Priam -cry to his dearly-loved son: - -‘Hector, beloved son, I pray thee go not alone to meet this man; -mightier far than thou is he.’ - -But all eager for the fight was Hector. Of all the men of Troy he alone -still stood unafraid. Then did the mother of Hector beseech him to hold -back from what must surely mean death. Yet Hector held not back, but on -his shining shield leaned against a tower, awaiting the coming of the -great destroyer. - -And at last they met, face to face, spear to spear. As a shooting-star -in the darkness so flashed the spear of Achilles as he hurled it home -to pierce the neck of Hector. Gods and men had deserted Hector, and -alone before the walls of Troy he fell and died. - -Thus ended the fight. - -For twelve days did the Greek host rejoice, and all through the days -Hector’s body lay unburied. For at the heels of swift horses had the -Greeks dragged him to the ships, while from the battlements his mother -and his wife Andromache watched, wailing in agony, with hearts that -broke. - -[Illustration: The shadow of death came down upon Hector (page 116)] - -Then at length went old Priam to the camp of the Greeks. And before -Achilles he fell, beseeching him to have mercy and to give him back the -body of his son. - -So was the heart of Achilles moved, and the body of Hector ransomed; -and with wailing of women did the people of Troy welcome home their -hero. - -Over him lamented his old mother, for of all her sons was he to her -most dear, and over him wept, with burning tears, his wife Andromache. - -And to his bier came Helen, and with breaking heart did she sob forth -her sorrow. - -‘Dearest of my brothers,’ she said, ‘from thee have I heard neither -reproach nor evil word. With kind words and gentle heart hast thou ever -stood by me. Lost, lost is my one true friend. No more in Troyland is -any left to pity me.’ - -On lofty funeral pyre then laid they the dead Hector, and when the -flames had consumed his body his comrades placed his white bones in -a golden urn, and over it with great stones did they raise a mighty -mound that all might see where he rested. - -Yet still was the warfare between Greeks and Trojans not ended. - -To Achilles death came in a shaft from the bow of Paris. By a poisoned -arrow driven at venture and at dark midnight from the bow of an outcast -leper was fair Paris slain. While winter snow lay white on Ida, in -Helen’s arms did his life ebb away. - -Then came there a day when the Greeks burned their camp and sailed -homeward across the grey water. - -Behind them they left a mighty horse of wood, and the men of Troy came -and drew it into the city as trophy and sign of victory over those -who had made it. 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L. L.</p></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"><a id="Frontispiece"><img src="images/i_frontispiece.jpg" width="400" alt="Into the sleeping heart of Helen there -came remembrance (page 33)" /></a></div></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">Into the sleeping heart of Helen there came remembrance (page -<span class="right"><a href="#Page_33">33</a>)</span></p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> -<div class="chapter"> - -<h1><span class="reduce">STORIES FROM</span><br /> -THE ILIAD</h1> - -<p class="center no-indent">OR</p> - -<p class="center no-indent ph2">The Siege of Troy</p> - -<p class="center no-indent">TOLD TO THE CHILDREN BY</p> - -<p class="center ph3"><span class="enlarge">JEANIE LANG</span></p> - -<p class="center no-indent">WITH PICTURES BY</p> - -<p class="center no-indent ph3">W. HEATH ROBINSON</p> - -<p class="p3"> </p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> -<img src="images/i_logo.jpg" width="150" alt="Publishers Logo" /></div> - -<p class="center no-indent p3">LONDON: T. C. & E. C. JACK<br /> -NEW YORK: E. P. DUTTON & CO.<br /> -</p></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> -<div class="chapter"> - -<p class="center no-indent">TO<br /> -<br /> -HUGO MEYNELL CYRIL IONIDES<br /> -<br /> -AND<br /> -<br /> -INGRAM AMYAS IONIDES<br /> -</p></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="ph2 nobreak">ABOUT THIS BOOK</p> -</div> - -<p class="no-indent">For two Greek boys have I made this little -book, which tells them in English some of -the stories that they soon will read for themselves -in the tongue of their forefathers.</p> - -<p>But the stories are not only for boys -whose fatherland lies near the sunny sea -through which ships, red-prowed and black, -fared in the long-ago days.</p> - -<p>Of such great deeds, by such brave men, -do they tell, that they must make the hearts -of all English boys, and of boys of every -nation under the sun, grow big within them.</p> - -<p>And when, in the gallant-sounding music -of the Greek tongue in which the tales first -were told, these boys read the story of the -Siege of Troy, they must surely long to fight -as fought the Greeks in days of old, and long -to be heroes such as those who fought and -who died without fear for the land that -they loved.</p> - -<p class="right">JEANIE LANG.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="ph3 nobreak">CONTENTS</p> -</div> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" summary="CONTENTS"> - -<tr><td colspan="2"> </td> -<td class="tdl"><small>Page</small></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch"> </td> -<td class="tdl">The Story of what led to the Siege of Troy,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_1">1</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdc"><small>Chap.</small></td> -<td colspan="2"> </td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">I.</td> -<td class="tdl">How Achilles and Agamemnon fell out,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_6">6</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">II.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Council,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_17">17</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">III.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Fight between Paris and Menelaus,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_28">28</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">IV.</td> -<td class="tdl">How Menelaus was wounded; and the Brave<br /> -Deeds of Diomedes,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_39">39</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">V.</td> -<td class="tdl">Hector and Andromache,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_53">53</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">VI.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Fight between Hector and Ajax,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_61">61</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">VII.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Burning of the Dead; and the Battle of<br /> -the Plain,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_67">67</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">VIII.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Message to Achilles,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_79">79</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">IX.</td> -<td class="tdl">The White Horses of Rhesus,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_86">86</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">X.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Fighting on the Plain,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_97">97</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">XI.</td> -<td class="tdl">How Patroclus Fought and Died,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_103">103</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdch">XII.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Rousing of Achilles,</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_111">111</a></td></tr> -</table> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="ph3 nobreak">LIST OF PICTURES</p></div> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" summary="LIST OF PICTURES"> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Into the sleeping heart of Helen there came remembrance,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Frontispiece"><i>Frontispiece</i></a></td></tr> - -<tr><td colspan="2"> </td> -<td class="tdr"><small>At page</small></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Many were the heroes who sailed away from Greece,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo1">4</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Achilles, fleetest of foot and bravest of all Greek<br /> -heroes,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo2">8</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Mars, like a thunder-cloud, swept upwards through the<br /> -sky to Olympus,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo3">52</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Agamemnon heard the sound of pipe and flute and<br /> -laughter of men, as the Trojans feasted and made<br /> -merry,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo4">86</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">The point of the spear flew over the left shoulder of<br /> -Patroclus,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo5">108</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">The making of the arms of Achilles,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo6">112</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">The shadow of Death came down upon Hector,</td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo7">116</a></td></tr> -</table> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</span></p> - -<h2>THE STORY OF WHAT LED TO<br /> -THE SIEGE OF TROY</h2> -</div> - -<p class="no-indent">In the deep forest that clothes Mount Ida, -not far from the strong city of Troy, Paris, -son of King Priam, watched his father’s -flocks by night.</p> - -<p>Suddenly through the dim woods he saw -a light, as if the golden sun and silver moon -shone both together.</p> - -<p>And, lo! in the radiance of this light there -stood before him the three fairest of the -goddesses—queenly Hera, wise Athene, and -lovely Aphrodite.</p> - -<p>Like music stealing through the trees -came the soft voice of Hera:</p> - -<p>‘Of all mortal men art thou the most -beautiful, Paris, and to thee do we come -for judgment. Tell us which of us is the -fairest of all, and to that one whom thou so -deemest, give this golden apple.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</span></p> - -<p>So spake Hera, and placed in the hand of -Paris an apple of purest gold.</p> - -<p>Again she spake: ‘If to me, Hera, queen -of goddesses, and wife of mighty Zeus, king -of all the gods, thou dost grant the prize -of loveliness, Power immeasurable shall be -thine. King shalt thou be of the lands -where the grey dawn rises, and king even -to where the red sun goes down. A hundred -peoples shall call thee lord.’</p> - -<p>She was silent, and the voice of Athene, -fair and pure as a silver moonbeam, broke -the stillness of the starless night.</p> - -<p>‘To me award the prize,’ she said, ‘and -wise as the gods shalt thou be. With me -as thy friend and guide, all things will -be possible to thee.’</p> - -<p>Last of all, standing in a rosy light, as of -the dawning sunlight in the spring, spoke -Aphrodite.</p> - -<p>‘What are Power and Wisdom, fair Paris?’ -she pled. ‘Wisdom and Power bring no -joy at last. I will give thee Love, and for -thy wife thou shalt have the fairest woman -in all the world.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</span></p> - -<p>And Paris, the melody of her voice still in -his ears, as he gazed spellbound on her face -of wondrous beauty, handed to Aphrodite -the golden prize.</p> - -<p>So was it that the wrath of the gods came -upon Paris, son of Priam. For Hera and -Athene, filled with rage, vowed to be revenged -upon Paris and all his race, and -made all the gods pledge themselves to aid -them in their vengeance.</p> - -<p>Across far seas sailed Paris, with Aphrodite -as his guide, to Sparta, where Menelaus -was king.</p> - -<p>A brave king was Menelaus, and happily -he lived in his kingdom with Helen, his -queen, fairest of all women. One child they -had, a little maid, Hermione.</p> - -<p>When to Sparta there came Paris, with -eyes blue as the sea, and hair that gleamed -like gold on his purple robe, gallant and -brave, and more beautiful than any mortal -man, glad was the welcome that he had -from Menelaus.</p> - -<p>And when Paris gazed on Helen’s face, -he knew that in all the world there was -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</span>no woman half so fair as the wife of -Menelaus.</p> - -<p>Then did Aphrodite cast her magic upon -Helen.</p> - -<p>No longer did she love her husband, nor -did she remember little Hermione, her own -dear child.</p> - -<p>When Paris spoke to her words of love, -and begged her to flee with him, and to be -his wife, she knew only that she loved Paris -more than all else. Gladly she went with -him, and in his red-prowed ship together -they sailed across the green waves to Troyland, -where Mount Ida showed her snowy -crown high above the forests.</p> - -<p>An angry man was Menelaus when he -found that Paris had stolen from him the -fair wife who was to him as his own heart.</p> - -<p>To his elder brother Agamemnon, overlord -of all the Greeks, he went and told his -grievous tale.</p> - -<p>And from far and wide did the Greek hosts -gather, until a hundred thousand men and -eleven hundred fourscore and six ships -were ready to cross the seas to Troyland.</p> - -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo1"><img src="images/i_004.jpg" width="400" alt="Many were the heroes who sailed away from Greece (page 5)" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">Many were the heroes who sailed away from Greece (page -<span class="right"><a href="#Page_5"> 5</a>)</span></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</span></p> - -<p class="p2">Many were the heroes who sailed away -from Greece to punish Paris and his kin, -and to bring back fair Helen to her own -land.</p> - -<p>Few there were who came home, for ten -long years of woe and of spilling of blood -came to the men of Greece and of Troy from -the fatal beauty of Helen the queen.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_I">CHAPTER I<br /> -<span class="reduce">HOW ACHILLES AND AGAMEMNON<br /> -FELL OUT</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">Before the walls of Troy the Greeks set -their camp, and day by day and night by -night did they besiege it.</p> - -<p>One day would the Greeks win the fight, -and the next day the Trojans would be -victors in the battle.</p> - -<p>And so passed nine long years away. -To the city of Chryse one day went part of -the Greek host, sacked it, and brought back -to their camp rich spoils and many prisoners.</p> - -<p>Among the prisoners was a beautiful -maiden, Chryseïs, daughter of the old priest -of the Temple of Apollo. Her did Agamemnon -choose as his part of the spoil, to be his -slave.</p> - -<p>From Chryse, seeking his daughter, came -the old priest. With him he brought a rich -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</span>ransom to buy the freedom of Chryseïs, and -in his hands he bore a golden staff wrapped -round with the garland worn by Apollo, to -show that the god whose priest he was, was -with him in craving a boon from Agamemnon, -overlord of the Greeks.</p> - -<p>‘Take this ransom, I pray you, and set ye -my dear child free,’ pled Chryses, ‘and the -gods will grant you to lay waste the city of -Troy, and to fare happily homeward.’</p> - -<p>Then the Greeks gladly agreed that -Chryseïs should go home with her father, -and that the goodly ransom should be theirs. -But Agamemnon, in great wrath, drove the -old man away.</p> - -<p>‘Let me not find thee, old man, lingering -here beside the ships, lest the golden staff -and garland of the god help thee naught!’ -he cried. ‘Your daughter shall grow old as -my slave, and never more return to thy land. -Get ye gone!’</p> - -<p>Silently along the shore of the sounding -sea walked Chryses the priest.</p> - -<p>Alone he knelt down and prayed to Apollo, -his god.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</span></p> - -<p>‘Hear me, god of the silver bow!’ he -cried. ‘If I have built thee a temple that -is fair in thine eyes, and have offered unto -thee there the flesh of bulls and goats, hear -me! Let the Greeks be paid by thine arrows -for my tears!’</p> - -<p>High up amongst the peaks of Olympus -Apollo heard the prayer of his priest, and -great anger filled his heart.</p> - -<p>As dark night falls upon the earth, so did -the god come to where Agamemnon and his -armies lay. A little apart from the ships he -sat down, and drew back with a dreadful -clang the string of his silver bow.</p> - -<p>Mules and dogs fell at first before his -arrows of death. Then he smote men.</p> - -<p>For nine days did the Greeks fall dead at -the will of the avenging god. For nine -days did the black smoke from the funeral -pyres of the Greek warriors roll out to -sea.</p> - -<p>On the tenth day Achilles, son of a -mortal warrior and a goddess, fleetest of -foot and bravest of all Greek heroes, called -an assembly of the Greeks.</p> - -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo2"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" width="400" alt="Achilles, fleetest of foot, and bravest of all Greek heroes (page 8)" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">Achilles, fleetest of foot, and bravest of all Greek heroes (page -<span class="right"><a href="#Page_8"> 8</a>)</span></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</span></p> - -<p class="p2">‘War and pestilence ravage us,’ he said. -‘Surely it is time to inquire of a priest or -soothsayer why it is that Apollo is so -wroth.’</p> - -<p>Then Chalcas, wisest of soothsayers, -arose and spoke.</p> - -<p>‘These woes have come upon us,’ said -he, ‘for the wrong that Agamemnon hath -done to Chryses, priest of Apollo. With his -arrows of pestilence Apollo will not cease -to slay until we have given the bright-eyed -Chryseïs back to her father, unbought and -unransomed, and have taken a hundred -beasts and offered them up at Chryse as a -sacrifice to the angry god.’</p> - -<p>So spake Chalcas, and sate him down.</p> - -<p>There uprose then from his seat the great -Agamemnon, black anger in his heart, and -with eyes flashing fire.</p> - -<p>‘Ill prophet art thou indeed, Chalcas!’ -he cried. ‘Naught but evil hast thou ever -foretold to me! I would not take a goodly -ransom for Chryseïs, because I love her even -more than I love my own wedded wife. Yet -will I give her back, rather than that my -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</span>people should perish. But another prize -must I have! Why should I alone, of all -the Greeks, have my prize taken from me? -It is not seemly that it should be so.’</p> - -<p>‘Nay, nay! most noble Agamemnon,’ said -Achilles. ‘Too greedy art thou for gain. -We have no common store of treasure with -which to repay thee for that thou hast lost. -What spoil we got from the cities we have -taken hath already been divided. Nay, give -back Chryseïs to her father, and when next -we sack a city, thine shall be the richest -spoil of all.’</p> - -<p>‘Dost seek to cheat me, Achilles?’ answered -the angry Agamemnon. ‘Wouldst -thou rob me of my prize and give me naught -instead? If thou wilt not give me the reward -my honour seeks, then will I seize it for myself—be -it thine, or that of Odysseus, or the -spoil of any other; wroth will be he to whomsoever -I come. But of this hereafter. Now -let us launch a black ship on the sea, and -in it embark Chryseïs of the fair cheeks, -and with her send an offering of beasts, -that Apollo the Far-Darter may have his -sacrifice.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</span></p> - -<p>Then Achilles, with black brows, looked at -Agamemnon.</p> - -<p>‘Shameless art thou!’ he cried, ‘shameless -and crafty. For thy sake and that of -Menelaus thy brother left I my home and -fared across the seas to fight in Troyland. -And now thou, dog-face! dost threaten to -steal from me the spoil that I have won for -myself by weary toil and by hard fighting. -Home will I go, for I have no mind to fight -for one who is greedy for riches and wealth, -and cares not if I am dishonoured.’</p> - -<p>‘Flee, then, if thou wilt,’ answered Agamemnon. -‘Others I have as brave as thee, -and ready to do me honour. Most hateful -art thou to me, Achilles. Ever thou lovest -strife and wars and fightings. I care not -for thee and thy wrath; and this I tell thee: -to thy hut I myself will go and take from -thee Briseis, fairest of all thy slaves, that -thou may’st know that I, Agamemnon, am -thy lord and ruler.’</p> - -<p>Mad with anger was Achilles at these -words. His hand gripped his sword, and -he would have slain Agamemnon, had not -the goddess Athene stayed his hand.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</span></p> - -<p>‘Why art thou come hither?’ angrily -asked Achilles, as he looked round and -beheld the goddess at his side. ‘Art thou -come to see the insolence of Agamemnon? -Yea, I tell thee, through pride shall he lose -his life.’</p> - -<p>Gently then did Athene speak to him.</p> - -<p>‘To stay thine anger I came from far -Olympus,’ said she. ‘Goodly gifts shall -come to thee hereafter, Achilles. Only -stay thine hand and listen to me.’</p> - -<p>Then said Achilles:</p> - -<p>‘Goddess, a man must needs listen to -thee and do thy bidding, for the man who -obeys the immortal gods will also be heard -of them.’</p> - -<p>Therewith did he grip his sword by its -silver hilt and thrust it back into its sheath; -yet again he spoke in wrath to Agamemnon.</p> - -<p>‘Thou with face of a dog and heart of a -deer,’ he said, ‘never hast thou fought as -men should fight for the spoil! Rather dost -thou seize the booty for which thy men have -risked their lives. Surely these thy warriors -are weaklings, else this should have been -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</span>thy last wrong. But this I swear by my -sceptre which was once a tree, but never -more shall put forth leaf or twig; as surely -as that sceptre shall never again be green, -so surely shall the Greeks one day long for -Achilles when they fall in heaps dying before -the manslaying Hector. Then shalt thou -tear thy heart for anger, for that thou didst -not honour the bravest of thy warriors.’</p> - -<p>So spake Achilles, and dashed on earth -his sceptre, studded with golden nails, while -near him sat Agamemnon, in furious anger.</p> - -<p>With gentle words then spoke Nestor, an -old warrior of a hundred years and more, -longing to make peace.</p> - -<p>But of peace Agamemnon and Achilles -would have none.</p> - -<p>‘Ye may take back my slave, the fair -Briseis,’ said Achilles. ‘The Greeks gave -her to me; let the Greeks take her from -me again. Yet that moment that thou dost -dare to lay hand on aught else of mine, thy -dark blood shall gush about my spear.’</p> - -<p>Then was the assembly at an end, and on -a fleet ship Chryseïs of the fair cheeks was -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</span>placed, and with her were sent a hundred -beasts for a sacrifice to Apollo. With them -went Odysseus and a goodly company, and -they sailed across the sea to Chryse, to -bring back to Chryses the priest his fair -daughter, and to offer a worthy sacrifice to -the angry god.</p> - -<p>Then did Agamemnon call his heralds to -him.</p> - -<p>‘Go ye to the tent of Achilles,’ said he, -‘and bring me Briseis, his fair slave.’</p> - -<p>Unwillingly they walked along the beach -to where the tent of Achilles was pitched. -By it he sat, and well, and with a heavy -heart, he knew when he saw them what -their errand was.</p> - -<p>‘Welcome, ye heralds,’ he said. ‘Ye are -not guilty in my sight. Guilty only is -Agamemnon who sent you to rob me of the -fair Briseis. Lead her away, yet be witnesses -that when Agamemnon hath sore -need of me to save his host from shameful -wreck, no help from me shall he have.’</p> - -<p>Unwillingly Briseis was led away, and -Achilles watched her go.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</span></p> - -<p>Then sitting alone on the beach of the -grey sea, Achilles wept.</p> - -<p>With eager gaze his eyes swept across the -waste of water, and holding out his hands in -supplication he cried to his mother, Thetis -the silver-footed, daughter of the King of -the Sea.</p> - -<p>Like a mist Thetis rose from the depths -of the green sea-waves, and came to her -sorrowing son.</p> - -<p>Gently she stroked his hand, and spoke to -him soothing words.</p> - -<p>‘Why dost thou weep, my child?’ she -said. ‘Tell me all the sorrow that is in thy -heart.’</p> - -<p>To his goddess-mother Achilles told the -tale of the grievous dishonour that Agamemnon -had done to him, and for rage and -for grief Thetis wept with her son.</p> - -<p>‘Short is to be thy life, my son,’ she said. -‘Would that I had never borne thee, rather -than that it should also be full of grief.’</p> - -<p>Then did she leave him, but at dawn next -day she rose from the sea and mounted up to -Olympus.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</span></p> - -<p>‘Father Zeus,’ she said to the king of the -gods, ‘if ever I have given thee aid amid -gods or men, fulfil now my desire. Do -honour to my son, whose life on earth is to -be so short. Grant victory to the Trojans -while Achilles does not draw his sword. -Grant that at last the Greeks may do honour -to him to whom Agamemnon hath brought -such bitter shame.’</p> - -<p>Then did Zeus bow his head and grant -her prayer.</p> - -<p>And Thetis the silver-footed darted like -a diving bird down from Olympus, and -cleft the green waves as she went back -to her father in his kingdom under the sea.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_II">CHAPTER II<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE COUNCIL</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">That night both gods and men slept long; -only Zeus, king of the gods, lay wakeful, -pondering in his heart how best he might do -honour to Achilles. ‘I shall send a Dream -to beguile Agamemnon,’ at length he resolved.</p> - -<p>Then did he call to a Dream, for by Dreams -the gods sent their messages to mortal men.</p> - -<p>‘Go now, thou evil Dream,’ said Zeus, ‘go -to where Agamemnon sleeps in his tent near -to his fleet ships, and tell him every word as -I shall tell it thee. Bid him call to arms with -speed his warriors, for now he shall take the -strong city of Troy.’</p> - -<p>To the tent of Agamemnon sped the Dream. -Taking the form of the old warrior who had -striven to make peace between Agamemnon -and Achilles, the Dream stooped over the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</span>sleeping warrior, and thus to him it -spoke:</p> - -<p>‘Sleepest thou, Agamemnon? Ill fits it -for the overlord of so mighty a host to sleep -all through the night. From Zeus I come, -and to thee he sends this message: Call to -arms with speed thy warriors, Agamemnon, -for now shalt thou take the strong city of -Troy.’</p> - -<p>Off then sped the Dream, winging its way -like a strip of grey mist aloft to Mount -Olympus.</p> - -<p>Then Agamemnon awoke from sleep, and -the voice of the Dream still rang in his ears.</p> - -<p>Speedily he arose from his bed, donned his -fair tunic, cast around him his great cloak, -and bound his sandals on his feet. Then -over his shoulder he cast his silver-studded -sword, and with the sceptre of his house, -token of his overlordship, in his hand, he -went down to where the Greek ships lay, -and called a council together.</p> - -<p>To his lords he told what had befallen him -as they slept.</p> - -<p>‘Call to arms!’ had been the message -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</span>from Zeus. ‘Call to arms! for victory shall -be thine.’</p> - -<p>Then said the old warrior in whose likeness -the Dream had come:</p> - -<p>‘My friends, had any other told us this -dream we might deem it false; but to our -overlord the Dream hath come. Let us then -call our men to arms.’</p> - -<p>So did all the lords follow his counsel, and -quickly did the Greeks obey their summons. -Like bees that pour from out their nests in -some hollow rock, and fly to where the spring -flowers grow most sweet, even so did the -warriors pour forth from their ships and their -huts by the sea. Loudly they shouted as -they came, till all the earth echoed. Nine -heralds sought to quiet them, but it was -long before they would cease their noise, -and sit silent to listen to the voice of -Agamemnon their lord.</p> - -<p>Then did Agamemnon prove his people. -‘Ill hath Zeus dealt with us, my friends,’ he -said. ‘To us he promised ere we sailed -hither that victory should be ours. But nine -years have passed away, and our ships’ -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</span>timbers have rotted, and the rigging is -worn. In our halls our wives and children -still sit awaiting us, yet are we no nearer -victory than we were on the day that we -came hither. Come then, let us flee with -our ships to our dear native land, for never -shall Troy be ours.’</p> - -<p>So spake Agamemnon, and stirred the -hearts of all that had not heard his secret -council.</p> - -<p>As the high sea-waves are swayed by the -winds that rush upon them from the east and -from the south, even so the Greek host was -swayed. And even as the west wind sweeps -over a cornfield and all the ears bow down -before the blast, so were the warriors stirred.</p> - -<p>Shouting, they hastened down to their -ships. And the dust rose up in clouds from -under their hurrying feet.</p> - -<p>Quickly did they prepare their ships, and -gladly did they make them ready to sail -homeward across the bright salt sea.</p> - -<p>Then would the Greeks have returned, -even though fate willed it not. But Hera -spoke to Athene.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</span></p> - -<p>‘Shall we indeed allow the Greeks thus to -flee homeward?’ she cried. ‘Shame it will -be to us if Helen is left in Troy, and Paris -goes unpunished. Haste, then, and with thy -gentle words hold back the men from setting -forth in their ships for their own homeland.’</p> - -<p>Down from the peaks of Olympus darted -the bright-eyed Athene, down to where -the dark ships were being dragged to the -launching ways.</p> - -<p>By his ship stood Odysseus of the many -devices, and heavy of heart was he.</p> - -<p>As one who speaks aloud the thoughts of -another, so then to Odysseus spake the fair -goddess who was ever his guide.</p> - -<p>‘Will ye indeed fling yourselves upon -your ships and flee homeward to your own -land?’ she said. ‘Will brave Odysseus leave -Helen, for whose sake so many Greeks have -died, to be the boast of the men of Troy? -Hasten, then, and suffer not the Greeks to -drag their ships down to the sea.’</p> - -<p>At the sound of the voice of Athene, Odysseus -cast away his mantle and ran to meet -Agamemnon. From him he received the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</span>sceptre of overlordship, and bearing it he -went among the ships.</p> - -<p>Whenever he saw a chief, he would say to -him with gentle words:</p> - -<p>‘Good sir, it fits thee ill to be a coward. -Stay, now, for thou knowest not what is the -will of Agamemnon. He is only making -trial of thee. Hold back then thy people, -and anger him not.’</p> - -<p>But when Odysseus met a common man -hasting to the ships, with his sceptre he -smote him, saying:</p> - -<p>‘Sit still, sir, and listen to the words of thy -betters. No warrior art thou, but a weakling. -One king only hath Zeus given to us. -Hearken then to the will of Agamemnon!’</p> - -<p>Thus did Odysseus rule the people, driving -them back from the ships to where sat -Agamemnon.</p> - -<p>And the noise they made in returning was -as the noise of mighty waves of the sea, when -they crash upon the beach and drive their -roaring echoes far abroad.</p> - -<p>Silence came upon them as they sate themselves -down before Agamemnon and their -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</span>lords. Upon all but one did silence fall. -Thersites, bandy-legged, round-shouldered, -lame of one foot, with ugly head covered -with scanty stubble, most ill-favoured of all -men in the host, would not hold his peace.</p> - -<p>Shrilly he poured his upbraidings upon -Agamemnon.</p> - -<p>‘What lackest thou now?’ he cried. -‘Surely thy huts are full of the spoils we -have brought to thee each time we have -taken a town. What more dost thou want? -Soft fools, women, not men, are ye Greeks, -else would ye return home now with the ships, -and leave this fellow here in Troyland gorging -himself on the spoils for which he himself -hath never fought. To brave Achilles hath he -done dishonour, a far better man than he!’</p> - -<p>Straight to the side of Thersites came the -goodly Odysseus.</p> - -<p>‘Hold thy peace,’ he sternly said. ‘Plainly -I tell thee that if ever again I find thee raving -as thou hast raved now, I myself will -strip off thy mantle and tunic, with shameful -blows beat thee out of the assembly, and -send thee back weeping to the ships.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</span></p> - -<p>So spake Odysseus, and with his sceptre -smote Thersites on his back and shoulders. -And Thersites bowed down, and big tears -fell from his eyes, and a bloody weal from -the golden sceptre stood up from his back. -Amazed he sat down, and in pain and amazement -he wiped away a tear. The others, -though they were sorry, laughed at his -bewilderment.</p> - -<p>‘Many are the good deeds of Odysseus,’ -said they, ‘but never did he do a better deed -than when he stopped the tongue of this -prating railer.’</p> - -<p>Then spake Odysseus, sceptre in hand.</p> - -<p>‘Surely it is the wish of the Greeks to -make thee the most despised of all kings, -great Agamemnon,’ he said, ‘for like young -children or mourning women do they wail -that they must go home. Nine years have -we stayed in this land, and small wonder is -it that we long for our homes again. Yet -shameful would it be to wait so long and to -return with empty hands. Be of good heart, -my friends, and wait a little, for surely Troy -shall be ours. Do ye forget, on the day that -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</span>we set sail for Troyland, the mighty portent -that we saw? As we offered sacrifices -to the gods beneath a fair plane-tree whence -flowed clear water, a snake, blood-red on the -back and dreadful to look upon, glided from -beneath the altar and darted to the tree. On -the tree’s topmost bough was a sparrow’s -nest, and in it eight tender nestlings, over -which the mother-bird spread her wings. -Pitifully did the little ones cheep as the -snake swallowed them all, and pitifully cried -the mother as she fluttered over her nestlings. -But of her, too, did the snake lay hold, coiling -himself round her and crushing her life -out. Then did the god who sent this sign -show us that a sign from the gods in truth -it was, for he turned the snake into stone. -And Chalcas, our soothsayer, told us then -the meaning of the sign. “Nine years,” said -he—for nine birds did the snake slay—“shall -ye fight in Troyland, but in the tenth -year the city shall fall before you.” So then, -let us abide here, until we have taken the -great city!’</p> - -<p>When Odysseus had ceased to speak, the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</span>Greeks shouted aloud, until the ships echoed -the praises of the goodly Odysseus.</p> - -<p>Then said Agamemnon:</p> - -<p>‘Go now, all of you, and eat, that ye may -be ready for battle. Let each man sharpen -well his spear and see to his shield, and -see to it that the horses are well fed and -the chariots prepared. And whomsoever I -see minded to stay far away from the -fight, beside the ships here by the sea, for -him shall there be no hope hereafter, but -he shall be food for dogs and for birds of -prey.’</p> - -<p>And when Agamemnon had spoken, the -shouts of the Greeks were as the thunder of -mighty breakers on a reef when the winds -blow high.</p> - -<p>Quickly then they scattered, and kindled -fires, and made their evening meal, and -offered sacrifices to the gods, praying for -escape from death in the coming battle.</p> - -<p>To Zeus did Agamemnon offer his sacrifice, -and to the mighty god he prayed:</p> - -<p>‘Great Zeus, god of the storm-cloud, let -not the sun set nor the darkness fall until -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</span>I have laid low the palaces of Troy and -burned down its walls with fire.’</p> - -<p>So he prayed, but as yet Zeus heeded not -his prayer. Then did the Greeks gather -themselves together to battle, and amongst -them went the bright-eyed Athene, urging -on each one, and rousing in each man’s -heart the joy of strength and of battle.</p> - -<p>As the red and golden blaze of a fire that -devours a mighty forest is seen from afar, -so was seen from afar the dazzling gleam of -their bronze armour as they marched.</p> - -<p>Like wild geese and cranes and swans that -in long-drawn strings fly tirelessly onward, -so poured they forth, while the earth echoed -terribly under the tread of men and horses.</p> - -<p>As flies that swarm in the spring when the -herdsmen’s milk-pails are full, so did the -Greeks throng to battle, unnumbered as the -leaves and the flowers upon which they trod -in the flowery plain by the banks of the river -Scamander.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_III">CHAPTER III<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE FIGHT BETWEEN PARIS<br /> -AND MENELAUS</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">To meet the great Greek host came the men -of Troy. With loud shouting and clamour -they came, noisy as the flocks of cranes that -fly to far-off seas before the coming of winter -and sudden rain.</p> - -<p>But in silence marched the Greeks, -shoulder to shoulder, their hearts full of -courage.</p> - -<p>Like the mist that rolls from the crest of -the mountains until no man can see in front -of him further than the cast of a stone, so -did the dust rise in clouds under the tread -of the warriors’ feet as they marched across -the plain.</p> - -<p>Front to front did the two armies stand at -last, and from the Trojan ranks strode forth -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</span>Paris the godlike, he who robbed Menelaus -of her who was to him most dear.</p> - -<p>From the shoulders of Paris swung a -panther’s skin. He bore a curved bow and -sword, and, brandishing two bronze-headed -spears, he challenged all the chieftains of -the Greek host to fight him, man to man, in -mortal fight.</p> - -<p>As a hungry lion rejoices to see a great-horned -stag coming to be his prey, even so -did Menelaus rejoice when he saw Paris, the -golden-haired and blue-eyed, stride proudly -forth.</p> - -<p>Straightway, in his armour, did Menelaus -leap from his chariot to the ground.</p> - -<p>But when Paris saw him to whom he -had done so sore a wrong, his heart was -smitten.</p> - -<p>As a man who, in a mountain glen, -suddenly sees a deadly snake and shrinks -away from it with shaking limbs, even so -did Paris shrink back amongst his comrades.</p> - -<p>Scornfully did Hector his brother behold -him.</p> - -<p>‘Fair in face thou art!’ said Hector, ‘but -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</span>shamed I am by thee! I ween these long-haired -Greeks make sport of us because we -have for champion one whose face and form -are beautiful, but in whose heart is neither -strength nor courage. Art thou a coward? -and yet thou daredst to sail across the sea -and steal from her husband the fair woman -who hath brought us so much harm. Thou -shalt see what sort of warrior is he whose -lovely wife thou hast taken. Thy harp and -thy golden locks and fair face, and all the -graces given to thee by Aphrodite, shall -count for little when thou liest in the dust! -Cowards must we Trojans be, else thou -hadst been stoned to death ere this, for all -the evil thou hast wrought.’</p> - -<p>Then answered Paris:</p> - -<p>‘No word hast thou said that I do not -deserve, brave Hector. Yet scorn not the -gifts of golden Aphrodite, for by his own -desire can no man win the love and beauty -that the goddess gives. But let me now -do battle with Menelaus. Make the Trojans -and the men of Greece sit down, while -Menelaus and I fight for Helen. Let him -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</span>who is conqueror have her and all that is -hers for his own, and let the others take an -oath of friendship so that the Greeks may -depart in peace to their own land, and in -peace the Trojans dwell in Troy.’</p> - -<p>Greatly did Hector rejoice at his brother’s -word. His spear grasped by the middle, -he went through the Trojan ranks and bid -the warriors hold back.</p> - -<p>But as he went, the Greeks shot arrows -at brave Hector and cast stones.</p> - -<p>‘Hold! hold! ye Greeks,’ called Agamemnon. -‘Hector of the glancing helm hath -somewhat to say to us.’</p> - -<p>In silence, then, the two armies stood, -while Hector told them the words of Paris -his brother.</p> - -<p>When they had heard him, Menelaus spoke.</p> - -<p>‘Many ills have ye endured,’ he said, ‘for -my sake and because of the sins of Paris. -Yet now, I think, the end of this long war -hath come. Let us fight, then, and death -and fate shall decide which of us shall die. -Let us offer sacrifice now to Zeus, and -call hither Priam, King of Troy. I fear for -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</span>the faith of his sons, Paris and Hector, but -Priam is an old man and will not break -faith.’</p> - -<p>Then were the Greeks and the Trojans -glad. They came down from their chariots, -and took off their arms, and laid them on -the ground, while heralds went to tell Priam -and to fetch lambs and a ram for the sacrifice.</p> - -<p>While they went, Hera sent to Troy Iris, -her messenger, in the guise of the fairest -daughter of Priam.</p> - -<p>To the hall where Helen sat came lovely -Iris. And there she found Helen, fairest of -women, her white arms swiftly moving back -and forward as she wove a great purple -web of double wool, and wrought thereon -pictures of many battles of the Greeks and -the men of Troy.</p> - -<p>‘Come hither, dear lady,’ said Iris, ‘and -see a wondrous thing. For they that so -fiercely fought with each other, now sit in -silence. The battle is stayed; they lean -upon their shields, and their tall spears are -thrust in the earth by their sides. But for -thee are Menelaus and Paris now going to -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</span>fight, and thou shalt be the wife of the -conqueror.’</p> - -<p>So spake lovely Iris, and into the sleeping -heart of Helen there came remembrance, -and a hungry longing for her old home, and -for Menelaus, and her father and mother, -and for little Hermione, her child.</p> - -<p>The tears rolled down her cheeks, but -quickly she hid her face with a veil of fair -linen, and hastened out, with her two handmaidens, -to the place where the two armies -lay.</p> - -<p>At the Skaian gates sat Priam and other -old warriors.</p> - -<p>As Helen, in her fair white robes, drew -near, the old men marvelled at her loveliness.</p> - -<p>‘Small wonder is it,’ said they, ‘that -Trojans and Greeks should suffer hardships -and lay down their lives for one so beautiful. -Yet well would it be for her to sail away -upon the Greek ships rather than stay here -to bring trouble upon us now, and upon our -children hereafter.’</p> - -<p>Then Priam called to Helen:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</span></p> - -<p>‘Come hither, dear child, and sit beside -me, that thou may’st see the man who once -was thy husband, and thy kinsmen, and thy -friends. No blame do I give to thee for all -our woes, but only to the gods who have -chosen thee to be the cause of all this bloodshed.’</p> - -<p>Then did Priam ask her the names of the -mighty heroes who stood by their spears -in the Grecian ranks, and Helen, making -answer to him, said:</p> - -<p>‘Dear father of Paris, my lord, would that -I had died ere I left my own land and my -little child, and all those that I loved, and -followed thy son hither. Agamemnon, a -goodly king and a mighty spearsman, is the -Greek warrior whose name thou dost ask. -Brother of him who was my husband is -he. Ah! shameless me, who did leave mine -own.’</p> - -<p>Of Odysseus also, and of many another -warrior of great stature and brave looks, did -Priam make inquiry. And Helen told him -all she knew, while tears of longing stood in -her eyes.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</span></p> - -<p>‘My two brethren, Castor, tamer of horses, -and Polydeuces, the skilful boxer, I do not -see,’ she said; ‘mayhap they have not crossed -the sea.’ For she knew not that her two -brothers lay dead in her own beautiful land.</p> - -<p>Then was the sacrifice to Zeus offered, -and the vows made between Agamemnon -and Priam, King of Troy.</p> - -<p>When the sacrifice and vows were accomplished, -Priam in haste mounted his chariot -and drove away.</p> - -<p>‘Verily will I return to windy Ilios,’ said -the old man, ‘for I cannot bear to watch -the fight between Menelaus and my own -dear son. But only Zeus and the gods -know which one of them is to fall.’</p> - -<p>Then Hector and Odysseus marked out a -space for the fight, and into a bronze helmet -Hector placed two pebbles and shook them -in the helmet, looking behind him. And -the pebble of Paris leapt out the first, so -that to him fell the lot to cast first his spear -of bronze.</p> - -<p>Then did Paris arm himself. Greaves of -beauteous fashioning he placed upon his -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</span>legs, and fastened them with silver ankle-clasps. -Over his shoulders he put his silver-studded -sword of bronze and his great shield. -On his head he placed a helmet with nodding -crest of horse-hair, and in his hand he -grasped his strong spear. In like manner -did Menelaus arm himself.</p> - -<p>One moment did they stand face to face, -wrath and hatred in their hearts, their spears -gripped firm in their hands.</p> - -<p>Then did Paris hurl his spear and smite -the shield of Menelaus. But the shield was -strong and the spear could not pierce it.</p> - -<p>His hand lifted up for the cast, Menelaus -looked upwards and called to Zeus.</p> - -<p>‘Grant me revenge, great Zeus!’ he cried. -‘On him that hath done me grievous wrong, -grant me vengeance, so that all men hereafter -may shudder to wrong one who hath -treated him as his honoured guest.’</p> - -<p>Then hurled he his mighty spear. Through -the bright shield it went, and through the -shining breastplate, tearing the tunic of -Paris on his thigh. But Paris swerved -aside, and so escaped death.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</span></p> - -<p>Then Menelaus drew his silver-studded -sword and drove it crashing down upon the -helmet of Paris. But in four pieces was the -sword shattered, and fell from the hand of -Menelaus.</p> - -<p>‘Surely art thou the most cruel of all the -gods, Zeus!’ angrily he cried. ‘My spear -is cast in vain, and my sword shattered, and -my vengeance is still to come!’</p> - -<p>So saying, he leapt upon Paris. By the -crest on his helmet he seized him, and, -swinging him round, he dragged him towards -the Greek host. The embroidered strap beneath -the helmet of Paris strangled him, and -so he would have shamefully died, had not -Aphrodite marked his plight. Swiftly did -she burst the leather strap, and the helmet -was left empty in the grasp of Menelaus.</p> - -<p>Casting the empty helmet, with a swing, -to his comrades, Menelaus sprang back, -ready, with another spear, to slay his enemy.</p> - -<p>But Aphrodite snatched Paris up, and in -thick mist she hid him, and bore him away -to his own home. Like a wild beast Menelaus -strode through the host, searching -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</span>for him. But no Trojan would have hidden -him, for with a bitter hatred did the men of -Troy hate Paris, most beautiful of mortal -men.</p> - -<p>Then said Agamemnon:</p> - -<p>‘Hearken to me, ye Trojans. Now hath -Menelaus gained the victory. Give us back -Helen, and all that is hers, and pay me the -recompense that ye owe me for all the evil -days that are gone.’</p> - -<p>So spake he, and glad were the shouts of -the Greeks as they heard the words of their -king.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_IV">CHAPTER IV<br /> -<span class="reduce">HOW MENELAUS WAS WOUNDED; AND<br /> -THE BRAVE DEEDS OF DIOMEDES</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">While Menelaus made search for Paris, -Hera and Athene plotted together, wrathfully -planning how best to bring harm upon -Paris and the men of Troy.</p> - -<p>No wish had they that the grievous war -should be ended, and Paris, whom they -hated, allowed to go unpunished.</p> - -<p>Like a shooting-star that flashes through -the sky, even so did Athene haste down to -the earth from Olympus.</p> - -<p>In the guise of a man she sought Pandarus, -a gallant warrior and a mighty archer.</p> - -<p>‘Hearken to me, wise Pandarus,’ said the -goddess. ‘Shoot now a swift arrow at Menelaus, -that thou may’st slay him. So shalt -thou win fame and glory before all the -Trojans, and gain from Paris kingly gifts.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</span></p> - -<p>And to her words foolish Pandarus lent -willing ears.</p> - -<p>He unsheathed his polished bow, made -from the horn of a wild ibex that he himself -had shot in the mountains. Sixteen palms -long were its horns, and these a skilled -workman had polished well and joined cunningly -together, and tipped with gold. Well -did Pandarus string his bow, and from his -quiver he chose an arrow, sharp and new. -Then did he pull back the bowstring to his -breast until the great bow was bent into a -round. The horn twanged and the bowstring -sang, and the keen arrow sped fiercely on its -way. Straight to the heart of Menelaus -would it have sped, but Athene made it -glance aside, so that it smote against the -golden buckles of the belt of his breastplate. -Yet even then did it graze his flesh, and the -black blood gushed forth from the wound.</p> - -<p>When Agamemnon saw the blood flowing, -sorely grieved was he.</p> - -<p>But Menelaus said:</p> - -<p>‘Be of good courage. The wound is not -deep, for my glistering belt in front and my -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</span>kirtle of mail beneath stayed the deadly -arrow.’</p> - -<p>Then did they send for a skilled physician. -And he, when he was come, drew forth the -arrow, and sucked the blood and spread -healing drugs upon the wound.</p> - -<p>While the physician tended Menelaus, -throughout the Greek host went Agamemnon.</p> - -<p>‘To arms!’ he said to his men. ‘The men -of Troy have broken the oath of peace that -they took, and for us it is to punish them. -No helper of liars is Zeus, and so shall they -fall before us and their flesh be given to the -vultures for their food!’</p> - -<p>All those of his men that he found preparing -eagerly for the battle, he praised. But -to those that he found shrinking from battle -he gave angry words, whether they were -common soldiers or great chiefs.</p> - -<p>To Diomedes he came at last.</p> - -<p>‘Dost thou hold back from battle, Diomedes?’ -he cried. ‘Such was not thy -father’s way. Ever in battle was he the -first. But his son is not a fighter such as -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</span>he, though in speech he may be more -skilled.’</p> - -<p>No answer did Diomedes make, for he -reverenced Agamemnon the king.</p> - -<p>But a comrade who stood by him cried out -in anger at the injustice of his words.</p> - -<p>‘Falsely dost thou speak, Agamemnon!’ -he said. ‘Better men than our fathers are -we! Did we not, with fewer men and -against a stronger wall, take the great city -of Thebes which they strove to take in -vain!’</p> - -<p>But brave Diomedes sternly rebuked him. -‘Be silent, brother,’ he said, ‘for right and -just it is that Agamemnon should urge his -warriors on to the fight. His will be the -glory if we overcome the men of Troy and -take their city, and his will be the great -sorrow if by the Trojans we Greeks are laid -low. Come! let us to arms!’</p> - -<p>From his chariot Diomedes leapt to the -ground, and his armour clanged as he -moved.</p> - -<p>And as the great sea-billows raise their -heads before the driving of the gale, and -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</span>crash themselves in fury against the shore, -casting afar their briny spray and foam, even -as mightily did the Greeks move onward to -battle. Horse after horse, and man after -man, went as the waves of the sea.</p> - -<p>But like bleating sheep were the Trojans -as they awaited the coming of their -foes.</p> - -<p>And amongst the men of Troy fought -Mars, god of war, and for the Greeks fought -Athene, and with her were Terror and Rout, -and Strife that never wearies.</p> - -<p>So did the armies meet. Like wolves they -fought. Man lashed at man; with blood the -earth grew red, and the clamour of their -fighting was as the noise of the meeting of -the mountain streams when they rush in -furious spate into the valleys in the winter -floods.</p> - -<p>Like trees that the woodmen cut and send -crashing to the ground, so fell first one hero, -then another. First fell a man of Troy, then -a Greek. On that day many a Trojan and -many a Greek side by side in the dust lay -dead.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</span></p> - -<p>Now was it that to Diomedes Athene -came and gave fresh strength and courage. -From his helmet she made a light to shine, -burning brightly as a star in summer.</p> - -<p>Amongst the Trojans were two brothers, -rich and noble, and well-skilled warriors.</p> - -<p>One of them from their chariot cast his -spear at Diomedes, who was on foot, but -missed his aim. And Diomedes then cast -his spear and smote his enemy in the breast, -so that from his chariot he fell dead on the -ground, while his brother fled, lest he, too, -should be slain. He left his beautiful chariot -behind, and Diomedes drove away the horses -and gave them to his men to keep for him.</p> - -<p>And Athene, watching the fray, took the -god Mars by the hand and led him aside.</p> - -<p>‘Let us leave the Greeks and Trojans to -fight,’ said she, ‘and let Zeus give the victory -to whom he will.’</p> - -<p>Then did Mars sit him down by the river -Scamander, and again Greeks and Trojans -fought without aid from the gods.</p> - -<p>Like heroes they fought. Like heroes -they slew and died. But none fought as did -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</span>Diomedes. Like a winter torrent in full flood -did he charge across the plain, driving all -before him.</p> - -<p>But when Pandarus the archer saw him -coming against him in triumph, he bent his -bow and drove an arrow in haste to meet -him. And in one moment the corslet of -Diomedes was dabbled with blood.</p> - -<p>Then loudly shouted Pandarus:</p> - -<p>‘Bestir you, brave Trojans! The best -man of the Greeks is wounded, and soon -shall he die from the arrow that I sped -against him!’</p> - -<p>So boasted Pandarus, but Diomedes leapt -down from his chariot, and to his charioteer -he spoke:</p> - -<p>‘Haste thee, and draw from my shoulder -this bitter arrow.’</p> - -<p>Speedily the charioteer drew the arrow -forth, and from the wound the blood spurted -upward.</p> - -<p>Then cried Diomedes:</p> - -<p>‘Hear me, Athene! If ever thou didst -stand by my father in heat of battle, stand -now by me. Bring me within a spear’s thrust -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</span>of this man who hath wounded me, and grant -that I may slay him.’</p> - -<p>So he prayed, and Athene heard him.</p> - -<p>‘Be of good courage, Diomedes,’ she said. -‘Thy prayer is granted. But if thou shouldst -meet any of the gods in battle, smite none of -them save golden Aphrodite.’</p> - -<p>Then did Diomedes turn back to the battle, -and threefold courage came upon him, so that -he fought as fights an angry lion.</p> - -<p>Ten warriors, brave and gallant, fell -before him, and the horses of these he -took and gave to his men to drive to the -ships.</p> - -<p>Then said Aeneas, captain of the Trojan -host, son of a mortal warrior and of the goddess -Aphrodite:</p> - -<p>‘Where are thy bows and arrows, Pandarus? -Canst thou not slay this man who -makes havoc of the host?’</p> - -<p>‘Methinks this man is Diomedes,’ answered -Pandarus. ‘Already have I smitten him, but -without avail. Surely he is no man, but a -wrathful god. Behind me in my own dear -land left I eleven fair chariots, each with its -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</span>yoke of horses, for I feared that my good -horses might not find fodder in the camp. -So now have I no chariot but only my bow, -and now is my bow of no help to me, for -Menelaus and Diomedes have I smitten, yet -they have not died.’</p> - -<p>Then said Aeneas:</p> - -<p>‘Talk not thus, but mount in my chariot -and take the reins and whip, and I myself -will stand upon the car and fight with -Diomedes.’</p> - -<p>‘Nay,’ said Pandarus, ‘take thou thyself -the reins. Should thy horses be driven by -one they know not, and hear a strange voice -from him who drives them, mad might they -go with fear. So drive thine own horses, -Aeneas, and with my spear will I go against -Diomedes.’</p> - -<p>In the chariot then mounted Aeneas and -Pandarus, and swiftly galloped the horses -against Diomedes. His charioteer saw them -coming and to Diomedes he said:</p> - -<p>‘Pandarus and Aeneas come against us, -Diomedes—mighty warriors both. Let us -haste back to our chariot.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</span></p> - -<p>‘Speak not of flight!’ answered Diomedes. -‘It is not in my blood to skulk or cower -down. As for these, both shall not escape -me. But if Athene grant that I slay them -both, then stay my chariot where it is, binding -the reins to the chariot rim, and leap -upon the horses of Aeneas and drive them -forth into the host of the Greeks. For truly -there are no better horses under the sun -than these horses of Aeneas.’</p> - -<p>When Pandarus and Aeneas drew near, -fiercely Pandarus hurled his bronze-shod -spear. Through the shield of Diomedes it -passed, and reached his breastplate.</p> - -<p>‘Thou art hit in the loin!’ cried Pandarus; -‘now, methinks, thou soon shalt die.’</p> - -<p>But Diomedes, unafraid, replied:</p> - -<p>‘Nay! thou hast missed and not hit.’</p> - -<p>With that he hurled his spear. Through -the nose and teeth and tongue of Pandarus -it passed, and from the chariot he fell, his -gleaming armour clanging on the ground. -And it was from a dead man that the horses -swerved aside.</p> - -<p>Then Aeneas leapt from his chariot and -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</span>stood astride the lifeless body, like a lion at -bay, fearful lest the Greeks should take from -him the body of his friend.</p> - -<p>In his hand Diomedes seized a mighty -stone, and with it smote Aeneas on the thigh, -crushing the bone, and tearing the skin. -On his knees fell the great Aeneas, and soon -must he have perished, but Aphrodite saw -the peril of her son and wound her white -arms about him, and would have borne him -safely away. But Diomedes, leaping in his -chariot, pursued her, and with his spear he -wounded her sorely on the wrist. With a -great cry Aphrodite let fall her son, but -another of the gods was near and bore him -away in the covering of a cloud.</p> - -<p>‘Away with thee, Aphrodite!’ called Diomedes. -‘It is surely enough for thee to -beguile feeble women and to keep away -from battle!’</p> - -<p>Then upon Aeneas he leapt, not knowing -that it was a god whose arms held him. -Three times did he seek fiercely to slay -Aeneas, and three times did the god beat -him back.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</span></p> - -<p>‘Thou warrest with the gods! Have a -care, Diomedes!’ shouted the god in a -terrible voice, and Diomedes for a little -shrank back.</p> - -<p>Then truly did the gods come to war -against Greeks and Trojans, for Mars and -Athene and Hera in fury fought amongst the -hosts.</p> - -<p>‘Shame on ye! men of Greece,’ cried -Athene. ‘While noble Achilles went forth -to war, the Trojans dared scarcely pass without -their gates, but now they bring their -fighting close to the ships on the beach!’ -So she roused the Greeks to further fury.</p> - -<p>To Diomedes then she went. Him she found -beside his chariot, wiping away the blood -from the wound dealt him by Pandarus.</p> - -<p>‘An unworthy son of thy brave father art -thou, Diomedes,’ she said. ‘Alone would -thy father fight; but though I stand by thy -side to guard thee, either weariness or fear -hath taken hold on thee.’</p> - -<p>‘I have no fear, neither am I weary,’ -answered Diomedes, ‘but thou hast told me -to smite none of the gods save Aphrodite, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</span>and now see I the god Mars leading the -men of Troy. So have I stayed my hand and -called back my men from the battle.’</p> - -<p>Then answered bright-eyed Athene:</p> - -<p>‘Diomedes, joy of mine heart, fear not -Mars nor any other of the gods, for I am thy -helper. Go now, guide thy chariot against -Mars and smite him hand to hand. This -day did he promise me to fight for the Greeks, -and now he fights against them.’</p> - -<p>So saying, she made the charioteer of -Diomedes give her his place, and herself, -with whip and reins, did she guide the fiery -horses.</p> - -<p>And Mars, seeing the chariot of Diomedes -draw near, leaving many dead behind him, -eagerly came to meet it. With furious thrust -did he drive his spear at Diomedes, but -Athene seized it in her hand and turned it -aside. Then did Diomedes thrust at Mars -with his spear of bronze, and it Athene -guided so that it pierced the thigh of the -god of war. Loud as nine thousand or ten -thousand warriors cry in battle, did Mars -bellow with rage and pain, and like a thunder-cloud<span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</span> -he swept upwards through the sky to -Olympus.</p> - -<p>And still the fight went on, and sorrow -came to many from the slaying of that day.</p> - -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo3"><img src="images/i_052.jpg" width="400" alt="Achilles, fleetest of foot, and bravest of all Greek heroes (page 8)" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">Mars, like a thunder-cloud, swept upwards through the sky to Olympus<br /> -(page <span class="right"><a href="#Page_52"> 52</a>)</span></p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_V">CHAPTER V<br /> -<span class="reduce">HECTOR AND ANDROMACHE</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">From where the battle still raged went -Hector, son of Priam. At the oak tree by -the gates of Troy there came running to -meet him wives and daughters of those who -fought. For eagerly did they long for tidings -of many a warrior who now lay dead on the -field.</p> - -<p>When he reached the beautiful, many-pillared -palace of his father, his mother came -to meet him.</p> - -<p>His hand she took in hers, and gently -spoke she to him.</p> - -<p>‘Art thou wearied that thou hast left the -battle, Hector, my son?’ she said. ‘Let me -bring thee wine that thou may’st be refreshed -and yet gain strength.’</p> - -<p>‘Bring me no wine, dear mother,’ said -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</span>Hector, ‘lest it take from me the strength -and courage that I have. Rather go thou -to the temple of Athene and offer her -sacrifices, beseeching that she will have -mercy on Troy and on the wives of the -Trojans and their little children. So may -she hold back Diomedes the destroyer. I -go to Paris—would that he were dead!’</p> - -<p>And the mother of Hector straightway, -with other old women, the mothers of heroes, -offered sacrifices and prayers to Athene. -But Athene paid no heed.</p> - -<p>To the palace of Paris, his mighty bronze -spear in his hand, then strode Hector.</p> - -<p>Paris, the golden-haired, sat in a room -with Helen, idly handling his shining shield -and breastplate and curved bow.</p> - -<p>In bitter scorn spoke Hector to his -brother.</p> - -<p>‘Our people die in battle for thy sake!’ -he cried, ‘while here thou sittest idle. Up -then, ere the enemies that thou hast made -for us burn our city to the ground!’</p> - -<p>And Paris answered:</p> - -<p>‘Justly dost thou chide me, Hector. Even -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</span>now hath Helen urged me to play the man -and go back to battle. Only let me put on -my armour, and soon will I overtake thee.’</p> - -<p>Never a word did Hector answer him.</p> - -<p>But to Hector did Helen then speak.</p> - -<p>‘Brother Hector,’ she said, ‘unworthy am -I to be sister of thine. Would that I had -died on the day I was born, or would that -the gods who have brought me this evil had -given me for a husband one who was shamed -by reproach and who feared dishonour. -Rest thee here, my brother, who hast -suffered so much for the sake of wretched -me and for the sin of Paris. Well I know -that for us cometh punishment of which -men will sing in the far-off years that are -yet to come.’</p> - -<p>‘Of thy love, ask me not to stay, Helen,’ -answered Hector. ‘For to help the men of -Troy is my whole heart set, and they are -now in want of me. But rouse this fellow, -and make him hasten after me. I go now -to see my dear wife and my babe, for -I know not whether I shall return to them -again.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</span></p> - -<p>In his own house Hector found not his -fair wife Andromache, nor their little babe.</p> - -<p>‘Whither went thy mistress?’ he asked -in eagerness of the serving-women.</p> - -<p>‘Truly, my lord,’ answered one, ‘tidings -came to us that the Trojans were sorely -pressed and that with the Greeks was the -victory. So then did Andromache, like one -frenzied, hasten with her child and his nurse -to the walls that she might see somewhat -of what befell. There, on the tower, she -stands now, weeping and wailing.’</p> - -<p>Back through the streets by which he had -come then hastened Hector. And as he -drew near the gates, Andromache, who had -spied him from afar, ran to meet him.</p> - -<p>As, hand clasped in hand, Andromache -and Hector stood, Hector looked silently -at the beautiful babe in his nurse’s arms, and -smiled.</p> - -<p>Astyanax, ‘The City King,’ those of Troy -called the child, because it was Hector his -father who saved the city.</p> - -<p>Then said Andromache:</p> - -<p>‘Dear lord, thy courage will bring thee -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</span>death. Hast thou no pity for this babe -nor for thy wife, who so soon shall be thy -widow? Better would it be for me to die -if to thee death should come. For if I lose -thee, then sorrow must for evermore be -mine. No father nor mother have I, and on -one day were my seven brothers slain. -Father and mother and brother art thou to -me, Hector, and my dear loved husband as -well. Have pity now, and stay with thy -wife and thy little child.’</p> - -<p>‘All these things know I well, my wife,’ -answered Hector, ‘but black shame would -be mine were I to shrink like a coward from -battle. Ever it hath been mine to be -where the fight was fiercest, and to win -glory for my father’s name, and for my own. -But soon will that glory be gone, for my -heart doth tell me that Troy must fall. Yet -for the sorrows of the Trojans, and of my -own father and mother and brethren, and -of the many heroes that must perish, grieve -I less bitterly than for the anguish that must -come upon thee on that day when thou no -longer hast a husband to fight for thee and -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</span>a Greek leads thee away a prisoner. May -the earth be heaped up high above me ere -I hear thy crying, Andromache!’</p> - -<p>So spake Hector, and stretched out his -arms to take his boy.</p> - -<p>But from his father’s bronze helmet with -its fiercely nodding plume of horse-hair the -babe shrank back in terror and hid his face -in his nurse’s breast. Then did the little -City King’s father and his sweet mother -laugh aloud, and on the ground Hector laid -his helmet, and taking his little son in his -arms he kissed him and gently dandled him. -And as he did so, thus Hector prayed to Zeus -and all the gods:</p> - -<p>‘O Zeus and all ye gods, grant that my -son may be a brave warrior and a great -king in Troyland. Let men say of him -when he returns from battle, “Far greater is -he than his father,” and may he gladden his -mother’s heart.’</p> - -<p>Then did Hector lay his babe in Andromache’s -arms, and she held him to her bosom, -smiling through her tears.</p> - -<p>Full of love and pity and tenderness was -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</span>the heart of Hector, and gently he caressed -her and said:</p> - -<p>‘Dear one, I pray thee be not of over-sorrowful -heart. No man shall slay me ere -the time appointed for my death hath come. -Go home and busy thyself with loom and -distaff and see to the work of thy maidens. -But war is for us men, and of all those who -dwell in Troyland, most of all for me.’</p> - -<p>So spake Hector, and on his head again he -placed his crested helmet. And his wife went -home, many times looking back to watch him -she loved going forth to battle, with her eyes -half blinded by her tears.</p> - -<p>Not far behind Hector followed Paris, his -armour glittering like the sun, and with a -laugh on the face that was more full of beauty -than that of any other man on earth. Like a -noble charger that has broken its bonds and -gallops exultingly across the plain, so did -Paris stride onward.</p> - -<p>‘I fear I have delayed thee,’ he said to his -brother when he overtook him.</p> - -<p>‘No man can speak lightly of thy courage,’ -answered Hector, ‘only thou hast brought -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</span>shame on thyself by holding back from battle. -But now let us go forward, and may the gods -give the Greeks into our hands.’</p> - -<p>So went Hector and Paris together into -battle, and many a Greek fell before them on -that day.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VI">CHAPTER VI<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE FIGHT BETWEEN HECTOR AND AJAX</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">From Olympus did Athene mark with angry -heart how Greek after Greek fell dead before -the spears of Hector and of Paris.</p> - -<p>Then did she plot with Apollo, her brother, -how best she might discomfit these men of -Troy.</p> - -<p>And into the heart of Hector did they put -the wish to make the Trojans and the Greeks -cease from battle, while he challenged the -bravest Greek of the host to meet him, man -to man, in deadly combat.</p> - -<p>Then did Hector and Agamemnon make -the fighting cease, and with gladness did -Hector call upon the Greeks to send forth -their bravest champion that he might fight -with him, hand to hand.</p> - -<p>‘If I be slain,’ said Hector, ‘then let the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</span>victor despoil me of my armour, but give -back my body to my home. And if I slay -him who fights with me, then shall his armour -be mine. But his body the Greeks shall have, -that they may build for him a tomb in their -own land, near the sea, so that in the days to -come men may look at it as they sail past in -their ships and say, “This is the tomb of a -man that died in days of old, a champion -whom Hector slew.”’</p> - -<p>Silent stood the Greeks before him. For -they feared to meet him hand to hand, and -were ashamed to show their fear.</p> - -<p>Then up sprang Menelaus, and with scorn -of the others he donned his armour.</p> - -<p>‘Shame on ye all!’ he cried. ‘I myself -will fight with Hector, and the gods will slay -that man whom they will to die.’</p> - -<p>But Agamemnon would not have it that -his brother should fight.</p> - -<p>‘This is madness, Menelaus,’ he said. -‘Draw back, though it pains thee, for even -Achilles did dread to meet this man in battle, -and how much more mighty is Achilles than -thou.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</span></p> - -<p>Then rose up nine chiefs of the Greeks, all -ready to fight with Hector, and lots were cast -to see which of these, the most valiant of the -host, should meet with the champion of the -men of Troy.</p> - -<p>To Ajax the giant-like did the lot fall, and -glad was the heart of the hero that so it -should be.</p> - -<p>In his shining bronze armour did Ajax -array him, and as he strode forward with a -smile on his stern face and his long spear -brandished in his hand, he looked as looks -Mars the terrible when he goes forth to -battle.</p> - -<p>The Trojans trembled at the sight, and the -heart of Hector beat faster, as the giant, with -his great bronze shield, came towards him -with mighty strides.</p> - -<p>‘Achilles, the lion-hearted, sitteth by his -ships, yet shalt thou be shown, Hector, that -the Greeks have other warriors in their -ranks,’ cried Ajax. ‘But thou shalt begin -the battle.’</p> - -<p>‘Am I a woman or a feeble boy who knows -naught of fighting, Ajax?’ answered Hector. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</span>‘Well do I know the rules of the great -game of war. But I have no mind to smite -thee by cunning. Openly shall I smite thee, -if I smite at all.’</p> - -<p>Thereat he hurled at Ajax his bronze-shod -spear. But on his mighty shield of sevenfold -hide, bronze-covered, Ajax caught the -blow, and only six folds of the shield were -pierced.</p> - -<p>Then did Ajax the giant hurt his spear, -and it passed through Hector’s bright shield -and his corslet, and rent the doublet on his -thigh. But Hector swerved aside and so -escaped death. Then did each grip a fresh -spear, and, like angry lions, did they rush each -at the other. Again did Hector smite the -shield of Ajax with his spear, but the spear -point was bent back and unpierced was the -shield. And Ajax, with a mighty drive, sent -his spear through the shield of Hector, and -the point pierced his neck, so that the dark -blood gushed forth. But even then Hector -ceased not to fight. From the ground he -seized up a great jagged stone and hurled -it against the shield of Ajax, until the bronze -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</span>rang again. A stone, greater by far, did -Ajax then hurl, and the shield of Hector -was crushed inwards, and Hector was borne -backwards, and fell, and had been slain, had -not Apollo, with invisible hands, raised him -up. Their swords they drew then, and would -have fought on, had not heralds rushed between -them and with their staves held them -apart.</p> - -<p>‘Fight no more, dear sons,’ said the herald -of Troy. ‘Well do we see that ye both are -brave warriors, and well-beloved of Zeus. -But night falleth, and bids you cease the -combat.’</p> - -<p>Said Ajax:</p> - -<p>‘For Hector it is to speak, for he challenged -the bravest of the Greeks to battle. As he -wills, so shall I do.’</p> - -<p>‘The gods have given thee stature and -might and wisdom, Ajax,’ said Hector, ‘and -surely there is no greater fighter among the -Greeks than thou. Night falleth, so let us -cease from battle, and hereafter will we fight -again, and the gods shall grant one of us -the victory. But now let us exchange gifts, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</span>that Greeks and Trojans may say, “In fierce -strife did Ajax and Hector meet, but in -friendship they parted.”’</p> - -<p>So spoke Hector, and gave to Ajax his -silver-studded sword, with scabbard and -sword-belt; and to him did Ajax give his belt -bright with purple.</p> - -<p>So parted the two heroes, and greatly did -the men of Troy and of Greece rejoice at the -safe return of their champions.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VII">CHAPTER VII<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE BURNING OF THE DEAD; AND THE<br /> -BATTLE OF THE PLAIN</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">With feasting did the Greeks do honour to -Ajax, and when the feast was ended, Nestor, -the oldest and the most wise of the warriors, -gave counsel that at daybreak on the morrow -they should gather the bodies of their dead -and burn them on a great pyre.</p> - -<p>But while the Greek chiefs in peace took -council together, they of Troy with fierce -and angry words disputed at a gate of their -city.</p> - -<p>Said one:</p> - -<p>‘How can we hope to prosper in the fight -when our oath is broken? Let us then give -back to the Greeks fair Helen and all her -wealth.’</p> - -<p>But Paris, in wrath, made reply:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</span></p> - -<p>‘Mad indeed thou art if thou dost think -I will do as thou sayest! The wealth of -Helen will I return with a willing heart, and -to it add more wealth of mine own. But -Helen my wife will I give back never!’</p> - -<p>At dawn on the morrow did the Trojan -heralds come to the camp of Agamemnon -and gave to him the message.</p> - -<p>‘Thus saith Priam of Troy and all his -nobles, The wealth that Helen brought with -her to Troy will Paris return, and more -besides of his own, but the beautiful wife -of Menelaus he saith he will not give. But -grant to us a truce until we have buried our -dead, and then again will we fight until the -gods grant us victory.’</p> - -<p>Then said Diomedes:</p> - -<p>‘Let us take none of the treasures of -Helen nor of Paris, neither Helen herself -for well we know that the days of Troy -are already numbered.’</p> - -<p>In applause of the words of Diomedes the -Greek host shouted, and Agamemnon said -to the heralds:</p> - -<p>‘Thou hearest the answer of the Greeks. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</span>Yet we grant ye the truce, that ye may bury -your dead.’</p> - -<p>The sun was rising from the sea and -chasing grey darkness from the fields of -Troyland when on the morrow Greeks and -Trojans met in peace, and tenderly, and with -hot tears falling, carried away the bodies of -the fallen and buried them in mighty pyres.</p> - -<p>A deep ditch and a high wall did the -Greeks also make for themselves. And at -nightfall they feasted, and when some ships -from Lemnos came to the harbour, well -laden with wine, they bought a goodly -supply. Some of them paid the men of -Lemnos with bronze, and some with iron, -some with hides and kine, and some with -prisoners.</p> - -<p>All night long they feasted, and in Troy -also did the Trojans feast. But in Olympus -did Zeus angrily plan the overthrow of the -men who seemed to fear him not, and the -noise of his thunderings filled the feasters -with dread of what was to come.</p> - -<p>On the next day, when golden dawn was -spreading over the earth, Zeus held a council -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</span>of the gods, and with a fearful doom did he -threaten the god or goddess who should dare -to aid either Greek or Trojan.</p> - -<p>‘We bow to thy will, great father Zeus,’ -Athene made answer. ‘Yet let us, I pray -thee, give counsel to the Greeks that they -may not all perish before the mightiness of -thine anger.’</p> - -<p>‘So be it,’ answered Zeus, smiling upon -her, for dear to the king of the gods was -Athene, his beautiful daughter.</p> - -<p>Then did Zeus, in his armour of gold, -mount upon his car. His fleet-footed horses, -bronze-shod, had flowing tails of gold, and -them he lashed with his golden whip so that -like lightning they flashed across space, between -earth and the starry heavens. High -up on Mount Ida did he rein them in, and in -thick mist upon the mountain-top he sat him -down and watched the Greeks and Trojans, -as though they were his playthings, fighting -far below on the plain.</p> - -<p>Early that day did the two hosts meet, and -soon was the morning air filled with the cries -of pain and of rage, of defeat, and of victory, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</span>and the fair earth was streaming with the -blood of men, dead and dying.</p> - -<p>When midday came, Zeus stretched out -from his throne on the mountain his golden -scales, and in them laid two weights of death, -one for the Greeks and the other for the men -of Troy. And the scale of the Greeks sank -down low, and as it sank, Zeus sent down a -blazing lightning flash so that the two armies -saw the great god and his scales, and fear -seized upon the Greeks.</p> - -<p>The mightiest Greek no longer kept his -courage. Only Nestor, oldest of the warriors, -still had a dauntless heart. With an arrow -from his bow had Paris slain one of the -horses in Nestor’s chariot, but from his -chariot did the old man leap down and with -his sword fiercely hewed at the traces. But -as he still hewed, through the throng Hector -furiously drove his chariot. Then had Nestor -indeed perished, but that Diomedes marked -what would befall.</p> - -<p>With a great shout did he call to Odysseus:</p> - -<p>‘Whither fleest thou, like a coward, Odysseus?<span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</span> -Stand thy ground till we have saved -the old man from his mighty foe!’</p> - -<p>So spake he, but Odysseus heard him not, -and hastened onward.</p> - -<p>Alone then did Diomedes take his stand by -the side of Nestor.</p> - -<p>‘Younger warriors than myself beset thee -hard!’ said Diomedes. ‘Thou art feeble, thy -charioteer is a weakling, and thy horses -slow. Quickly mount my car, and see what -are the paces of my horses that I took from -Aeneas. Straight against Hector shall we -guide them, that he may know the power -of the spear of Diomedes.’</p> - -<p>On the chariot of Diomedes did old Nestor -then mount; in his hands he took the reins, -and he lashed the horses. In furious gallop -they came to meet Hector, and Diomedes -hurled his spear. But the spear passed -Hector, and in the breast of his brave charioteer -was it buried, so that he fell to the -ground and there he died.</p> - -<p>Upon the men of Troy might defeat then -have come, but in his hands Zeus took a -thunderbolt, and right in front of the horses -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</span>of Diomedes it burst in awful flames, making -the horses in desperate panic rear backwards.</p> - -<p>‘Zeus himself fighteth against thee, Diomedes!’ -cried Nestor. ‘Let us flee, for no -man is so great in might that he can fight -against the will of Zeus.’</p> - -<p>‘Thou speakest truth, old man,’ said Diomedes, -‘yet sore grief it is to my heart to -think that some day the boast of Hector -may be, “To his ships fled Diomedes, driven -before me.” May the earth swallow me up -on that day!’</p> - -<p>‘Hector may call thee coward,’ said Nestor, -‘yet no son of Troy will believe him, nor any -of the widows of these men whom thou hast -slain.’</p> - -<p>Then did Nestor wheel the horses and -flee, while thick the spears and darts from -the Trojan host followed him.</p> - -<p>And above the din of battle rose the voice -of Hector:</p> - -<p>‘Behold the hero of the Greeks! Hero -no longer art thou! Begone, feeble girl! -poor puppet!’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</span></p> - -<p>Furiously did Diomedes listen to his taunts, -and fain would he have turned back and -tried to slay him. But three times did Zeus -send peals of his thunder rolling down from -the mountain-top, and to the Trojans was it -a sign of victory, and fear did it send into the -hearts of the Greeks.</p> - -<p>Then did Hector call on his men to -be of good courage, for with them fought -Zeus, the Thunderer. And to his horses he -called:</p> - -<p>‘On, now, Bayard, and Whitefoot, and -Flame of Fire, and Brilliant! Forget not -how Andromache hath cared for and tended -you! Make haste that we may seize from -old Nestor his shield of gold, and strip -Diomedes of his gorgeous breastplate!’</p> - -<p>Onward, then, dashed his chariot, while -the Trojans followed him, driving the Greeks -in headlong flight before them. Soon had -the Greek ships been burned and the long -war ended, had not Hera put it into the heart -of Agamemnon to arouse the Greeks and -force them on to battle.</p> - -<p>‘Shame on you, ye Greeks!’ he cried. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</span>‘What hath come of all your boasting?’ -Then did he pray to Zeus that even now he -would grant the victory to the Greeks.</p> - -<p>And his prayer was heard by Zeus, who -sent a portent in answer. For there came, -winging through the sky, an eagle with a -young fawn in its talons. By the altar of -Zeus did the eagle drop the fawn, and the -Greeks took the sign to mean the favour of -Zeus, and afresh they went to battle.</p> - -<p>Then did gallant warrior slay warrior as -brave as himself, and hero fall before -hero.</p> - -<p>Teucer, a mighty archer, sheltering under -the great shield of Ajax, sent one arrow -speeding after another, and each arrow -brought death. But against Hector in vain -did he drive his shafts, slaying, each time he -drew his bow, one standing near the man -whose life he longed to take.</p> - -<p>One arrow smote the charioteer of Hector -in the breast, and from the chariot did he -fall dead. Full of rage and grief was Hector, -and from the car he leapt, with terrible shout, -and, with a jagged stone in his hand, rushed -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</span>at Teucer. Even at that moment had Teucer -pulled his bowstring to let an arrow fly, but -on the collar bone Hector smote him. His -bowstring snapped, his arm grew numb, the -bow fell from his hand, and on his knees he -sank. But swiftly did Ajax stand astride -him, and with his shield he sheltered him -until two of his comrades bore him, groaning -in grievous pain, to the ships.</p> - -<p>Once again did Zeus put courage in the -men of Troy so that they drove the Greeks -in rout before them.</p> - -<p>Then did Hera and Athene mark their -plight, and pity them, and would have come -down from Olympus to their aid, had not -Zeus sent stern warning to them of the doom -that should be theirs were they to go against -his bidding.</p> - -<p>‘On the morrow,’ said he, ‘more evil things -shall thine eyes behold, for Hector will not -cease to slay until that day when fleet-footed -Achilles be roused to come and fight for the -Greeks where Patroclus the brave lies dead. -Such is the doom of heaven.’</p> - -<p>Then did black night fall, and while the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</span>Trojans chafed at the darkness, the Greeks -rejoiced that rest had come to them at -length.</p> - -<p>Leaning on his bronze-pointed spear, -Hector spoke to the Trojans.</p> - -<p>‘Hearken to me!’ he said. ‘This day I -thought to destroy the Greeks and all their -hosts and return to our own windy Troy, but -Night hath come too soon. To Night, then, -must we yield, so let us take food, and give -fodder to our horses. All night long let us -burn fires lest in the darkness the Greeks -strive to make for the sea. And let the -heralds proclaim that boys and old men -must guard the battlements of Troy, and -each woman burn a great fire in her house -lest the Greeks send an ambush to enter the -city while we men are here. At dawn will -we fight by the ships, and we shall see -whether Diomedes will drive me back from -the shore to the walls of Troy, or if with my -spear I shall lay him low.’</p> - -<p>So spake Hector, and the Trojans shouted -aloud.</p> - -<p>They unyoked their horses, and gave them -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</span>fodder, and from the city they brought food -for the fires.</p> - -<p>All night they sat by the battlefield, high -hopes in their hearts, and their watch-fires -burning. As when the moon shines clear -on a windless night, and all the crags and -glens and mountain-tops stand sharply out, -and wide and boundless is the sky, and all -the stars are seen; even so many were the -lights of the watch-fires that gleamed in the -plain before Troy. A thousand fires did -burn there, and in the red glow of each -blazing fire sat fifty men. Beside the -chariots stood the horses champing barley -and spelt, waiting for the coming of dawn.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VIII">CHAPTER VIII<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE MESSAGE TO ACHILLES</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">While the Trojans sat by their watch-fires, -sorely troubled were the hearts of the Greeks -and of Agamemnon their overlord.</p> - -<p>Hurriedly did Agamemnon send his heralds -to call an assembly, bidding each man separately -and with no loud shouting.</p> - -<p>Sorrowfully did they sit them down; and -when Agamemnon rose up to speak, the -bitter tears ran down his face as flows the -wan water of a mountain stream down the -dark gulleys where the sunbeams never -play.</p> - -<p>‘My friends,’ he said, ‘leaders and captains -of the Greeks, hard of heart is Zeus, and -ill hath he dealt with me. Victory did he -promise, but shame hath he brought. Nothing<span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</span> -now is left for us but to flee with our -ships to our own land, for never shall Troy -be ours.’</p> - -<p>So spake he, and long did the Greek -warriors sit in silent grief.</p> - -<p>Then spoke Diomedes:</p> - -<p>‘A coward hast thou called me, Agamemnon; -whether I am a coward the Greeks, -young and old, know well. To thee hath Zeus -given power above all other men, but courage, -which is the highest power of all, hath he -kept from thee. Thinkest thou that we -Greeks are cowards and weaklings such as -thou? If it is thy will to flee, flee then! Thy -ships wait for thee by the sea. But as for -us, here will we stay till Troy lies in ruins -before us. And if it even be the will of -every Greek here to flee with thee, here still -will I and my friend Sthenelus abide and -fight until Troy is ours. The gods sent us -hither! To us will the gods give the -victory!’</p> - -<p>Then spoke old Nestor:</p> - -<p>‘Mighty in battle art thou, Diomedes, and -well hast thou spoken. But thou art yet -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</span>young—full well mightest thou be my -youngest son. So let all who hear, yea, even -Agamemnon, hearken to my words and not -gainsay me, who am so old a man. For without -clan, without laws, without a home must -be he who loveth strife. Hasten then, and -let us all take food, and see that the sentinels -be watchful along the deep trench -without the wall. For to us this night -cometh victory or death.’</p> - -<p>Then did Agamemnon speedily have a -feast prepared, and when the feast was -ended, Nestor again uprose and spoke.</p> - -<p>‘King over all nations hath Zeus made -thee, great Agamemnon,’ he said. ‘Therefore -is it thy part to listen to all the counsel -that is given to thee that may aid thee to -govern thy folk. Right heartily did I try to -prevent thee from taking fair Briseis from -the tent of Achilles on that day when thou -didst anger the bravest of all warriors. Let -us now try if we may not persuade him by -gifts of friendship and with kindly words to -come back and fight for Greece once again.’</p> - -<p>Then answered Agamemnon:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</span></p> - -<p>‘Yea, truly, a fool was I in that I gave way -to my wrath. But gladly will I now make -amends to Achilles, the beloved of Zeus. -Rich and goodly gifts will I send to him; -priceless gifts of gold, horses of wondrous -speed, and seven fair slaves skilled in needle-work. -Fair Briseis, also, shall again be his, -and if he will come to our aid and Troy is -ours, the richest of all the spoils shall be the -spoils of Achilles. One of my daughters -shall he have for his wife, and lands and cities -and a people to rule as king shall be my gift -to him.’</p> - -<p>Speedily then did they choose messengers -to go with the gifts to Achilles.</p> - -<p>And the messengers were Phœnix, a -warrior dear to Zeus, and giant Ajax, and -Odysseus of the many Devices. Two heralds -went with them that they might tell Achilles -of the noble Greeks who came to seek for -his aid.</p> - -<p>Along the shore of the sounding sea they -went, making prayer to Zeus that he would -grant them success in what they sought.</p> - -<p>When they came to the ships and huts of -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</span>Achilles they found him sitting with a lyre in -his hand. Of beautiful workmanship it was, -with a silver cross-bar upon it, and as the -hands of Achilles drew from it wondrous -melody, he sang of the glorious deeds of the -heroes of old.</p> - -<p>Beside him sat Patroclus, listening silently -to the song of the friend that he loved.</p> - -<p>Then did Odysseus step forward, and -Achilles, amazed, sprang to his feet, his lyre -in his hand, and Patroclus also arose.</p> - -<p>‘Welcome ye are,’ said Achilles; ‘truly ye -are friends that are come. Even in my -anger are ye the dearest of all the Greeks -to me.’</p> - -<p>Then he led them forward and made them -sit on seats covered with lordly purple.</p> - -<p>To Patroclus he said:</p> - -<p>‘Bring forth the biggest bowl and the finest -of my wines, for I have no dearer friends -than those who are here with me now.’</p> - -<p>So did Achilles have a rich feast of precious -wines and of dainties of all sorts made ready -for those who brought him the message of -Agamemnon the king.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</span></p> - -<p>And when the feast was ended, Odysseus -did tell him of the dire woes of the Greeks -and of the royal gifts of Agamemnon, and of -the pleadings of the Greeks and of their -overlord, that their hero, Achilles, would -come and fight for them once again.</p> - -<p>Then did Achilles make answer:</p> - -<p>‘Hateful to me as are the gates of death, -O great Odysseus, is the man who hideth -in his heart one thing and sayeth another. -So will I speak to thee as seemeth me best. -Hard have I laboured, fiercely have I fought -for Agamemnon, yet what is my gain after it -all? Hateful to me are the gifts of Agamemnon. -Wealth and power can be mine without -aid from him, yet know I well, for my -mother, Thetis the silver-footed, hath told -me, that death swiftly draweth nigh. Let -the Greeks seek help elsewhere, for fierce -is my anger, and no help shall ye gain -from me.’</p> - -<p>Then said Ajax:</p> - -<p>‘Let us go hence, Odysseus. Our embassy -is vain. Yet evil though the news we -carry with speed must we bear it back to -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</span>the Greek host. Merciless art thou, -Achilles! Anger hath made thee set at -naught thy comrades’ love and the love of -thine own dear land.’</p> - -<p>And to Ajax did Achilles make answer:</p> - -<p>‘Take ye, then, my message, brave Ajax! -Tell Agamemnon that until the day that the -men of Troy come even to my ships and my -huts and smirch them with fire, no finger -will I raise for Greece. But on that day, -then, surely, will the power of the Trojans -be stayed.’</p> - -<p>Then did Odysseus and Ajax and the -others return in sorrow to the host of the -Greeks, and gave to them the message of -Achilles.</p> - -<p>In silence did the warriors listen.</p> - -<p>Then said Diomedes:</p> - -<p>‘Achilles, then, must bide his time. When -his heart is aroused again within him, he -will fight. But let us now take meat and -drink and sleep, and when rosy-fingered -Dawn doth come, strength shall be ours for -the battle, and with courage shall we fight -for the cause of Agamemnon our king!’</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_IX">CHAPTER IX<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE WHITE HORSES OF RHESUS</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">Sound was the sleep of the Greek chiefs that -night, but Agamemnon the king slept not. -From his enemies’ camp came the sound of -pipe and flute and laughter of men, as the -Trojans feasted and made merry in the red -light of their camp-fires. As he looked seawards -at the ships of the sleeping Greeks, -his heart was heavy within him and he -groaned aloud.</p> - -<p>On his feet he bound his sandals, over his -shoulders did he throw his great mantle of a -tawny lion’s skin, and, grasping his spear, he -went forth into the night to take counsel of -wise Nestor.</p> - -<p>Neither to Menelaus came there sleep, for -his heart was full of fear lest harm should -come to the Greeks who had crossed the -wide seas to fight for his sake in Troyland.</p> - -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo4"><img src="images/i_086.jpg" width="400" alt="Agamemnon heard the sound of pipe and flute and laughter of men as -the Trojans feasted and made merry (page 86)" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">Agamemnon heard the sound of pipe and flute and laughter of men as<br /> -the Trojans feasted and made merry (page <span class="right"><a href="#Page_86">86</a>)</span></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</span></p> - -<p class="p2">On his head he placed his bronze helmet, -across his broad shoulders he threw a -leopard skin, and, spear in hand, went to -seek his brother.</p> - -<p>Down by the ships he found him, putting -his armour on.</p> - -<p>‘Why dost thou arm thyself, dear brother?’ -he asked. ‘Wilt thou send forth one of our -comrades to spy on the Trojans? I fear me -no man of ours is of courage enough to go -alone in the night and do so brave a deed.’</p> - -<p>Then did Agamemnon bid his brother go -and awake the lords of his host and call a -council together, while he himself went to -rouse Nestor, the oldest of all the warriors.</p> - -<p>And as they passed through the host they -found the sentinels sitting wide awake with -their arms, like dogs that watch by a -lonely sheepfold amongst the hills and -listen to the cries of the savage wild beasts -that come towards them through the woods.</p> - -<p>Gladly did old Nestor see them.</p> - -<p>‘Even so keep watch, dear children,’ he -said, ‘lest we allow our enemies to triumph -over us.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</span></p> - -<p>Out in the open field, beyond the deep -trench which they had dug, the chiefs of the -Greeks sat themselves down in council.</p> - -<p>To them, then, spake Nestor.</p> - -<p>‘O friends,’ said he, ‘is there among you -a man with heart so fearless that all alone -he will go into the camp of the Trojans this -night and there learn what are their plans -for battle? If such an one there be, and he -return to us scathless, great will be his -fame among all men, and great the rewards -that he wins.’</p> - -<p>Then said Diomedes of the loud war-cry:</p> - -<p>‘With willing heart will go, Nestor: yet -if another man will come with me, more -comfort and courage will be ours.’</p> - -<p>Many there were who asked with eagerness -to be that one who should go with -Diomedes. But Agamemnon spoke.</p> - -<p>‘Diomedes, joy of mine heart, verily shalt -thou choose thine own comrade,’ he said.</p> - -<p>And Diomedes made answer:</p> - -<p>‘If indeed I may choose, then shall I -choose Odysseus, for with him as comrade -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</span>we might pass through raging flames and -yet return in safety.’</p> - -<p>‘Praise me not overmuch, Diomedes,’ said -Odysseus, ‘but let us be going. The night -wanes, the stars have gone onward, and the -dawn is near.’</p> - -<p>Then did they don their armour, and set -forth, like two lions seeking their prey, -treading underfoot the men who lay still and -dead in their blood. And through the dark -night they heard the shrill cry of a heron, -and knew it for an omen sent by the gods, a -promise to them of victory.</p> - -<p>In the Trojan camp was a council also held. -And brave Hector offered great rewards to -the man who would go in the darkness to -where the Greek ships lay and find out how -it fared with the men of Agamemnon, and -what plans were theirs.</p> - -<p>And Dolon, the swift-runner and ill-favoured -man, but one who owned great -riches of gold and bronze, stood up and said:</p> - -<p>‘To the swift-sailing ships will I go as thy -spy. But for reward must I have the horses -and bronze chariots of Achilles.’</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</span></p> - -<p>‘No other man of the Trojans shall mount -these horses,’ swore Hector.</p> - -<p>Then Dolon took his bow, on his shoulders -cast a great wolf-skin, on his head drew -his helmet of ferret-skin, and with his sharp -javelin in his hand, went forth towards the -seashore.</p> - -<p>In the darkness Odysseus heard his -stealthy footsteps.</p> - -<p>‘Lo, here is some man, Diomedes,’ he -said; ‘I know not whether he be a spy or a -plunderer of the dead. But let him pass, -and then will we rush on him and take him.’</p> - -<p>Turning from the path, they lay down -amongst the dead bodies on the plain, still -and silent as those they lay beside.</p> - -<p>But when Dolon had gone a little way, -they ran after him, and Dolon, when he -heard them, stopped, thinking they were -messengers from Hector, coming to bid him -return. Less than a spear’s-throw from him -were they when he knew them for foemen -and fled before them.</p> - -<p>But as two fierce hounds pursue a hare or -a doe, so did Odysseus and Diomedes hunt -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</span>Dolon. They had wellnigh reached the -trench where the sentinels were placed -when Diomedes called aloud:</p> - -<p>‘Halt! or my spear shall pin thee dead to -the ground!’</p> - -<p>Thereat he hurled his spear, but not with -the wish to smite Dolon. Over his right -shoulder it flew, burying its sharp point in -the ground in front of him. Green with fear, -and with chattering teeth, Dolon stopped, -and Odysseus and Diomedes panting, came -up to him, and laid hold of him.</p> - -<p>‘Take me alive!’ said Dolon, weeping, -‘and a mighty ransom of gold and bronze -and iron shall be yours if ye but spare my -life.’</p> - -<p>‘Fear not,’ said Odysseus, ‘but tell us -truly why thou comest thus at dead of night -into the camp of thine enemies.’</p> - -<p>Then did Dolon, the coward, tremblingly -tell his tale, and reveal to Odysseus and -Diomedes all that Hector had bidden him -do. At their bidding, too, he told them how -all the Trojan forces lay, and how best they -could win into the camp.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</span></p> - -<p>‘At the farthest point from the men of -Troy are encamped the Thracians,’ he said. -‘Rhesus is their king, and fit for a god is -his golden armour and his chariot of gold -and silver. His, too, are the fairest horses -mine eyes have seen, of great strength and -height, whiter than snow, and swift as the -wind.’</p> - -<p>Eagerly did Odysseus and Diomedes listen. -But when he had ended and begged them to -take him a prisoner to the ships, or to let -him go free, grimly did Diomedes look at -him.</p> - -<p>‘Good is thy news, Dolon,’ he said, ‘yet -nevermore shalt thou have a chance of playing -the spy, or of fighting against the men -of Greece.’</p> - -<p>With that he raised his mighty sword, and -ere Dolon could beg for mercy he smote him -on the neck. Cleanly was his head shorn -off, and it rolled in the dust at the feet of -Diomedes. His casque of ferret-skin, and -the grey wolf-skin, and javelin and bow did -Odysseus and Diomedes then take from him -and held them aloft, an offering to Athene. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</span>They placed them on a tamarisk bush, raising -on it a mark of long reeds and branches -of tamarisk, lest they might miss the place -as they returned again ere dawn.</p> - -<p>Across the plain did they hasten then, -until they came to the camp of the Thracians. -Deep was the sleep of the warriors who -lay, each with his arms beside him, and his -two horses standing near at hand. And in -the midst of them lay Rhesus the king, his -great white horses tethered to his chariot of -silver and gold.</p> - -<p>‘Lo, here is the man, and here are the -horses of which Dolon gave us tidings,’ said -Odysseus.</p> - -<p>And thereupon did the slaying begin.</p> - -<p>Like a lion that rends a flock of sheep -without a shepherd, even so did Diomedes -slay the men of Thrace. On this side and -on that he slew, till the earth grew red with -blood, and terrible was the groaning of the -dying men. Twelve men did he slay, and -as he slew them, Odysseus dragged them -to the side that a way might be left clear -for the white horses of Rhesus. For he -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</span>feared that panic might seize them were -they to step in the darkness upon the dead -men.</p> - -<p>The thirteenth man was King Rhesus -himself. An evil dream made him draw his -breath hard and quick, but ere he could -awake from sleep the sword of Diomedes -took his life away. Then did Odysseus drive -the horses out of the camp, smiting them -with his bow, for he had no whip, and driving -them onwards.</p> - -<p>To Diomedes he whistled, for a sign that -he should cease from slaying and follow him -and their lordly spoil. Still did Diomedes -linger, pondering whether he should drag -the chariot with him, or slay yet more of -the Thracians. And as he pondered, Athene -came to him.</p> - -<p>‘Return to the ships, Diomedes,’ she -said, ‘lest another of the gods arouse the -Trojans, and in flight thou art driven before -them.’</p> - -<p>Even then, indeed, was Apollo arousing -one of the kinsmen of Rhesus, who with -great lament saw the dead and dying men -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</span>and knew that the horses of the king had -been stolen away.</p> - -<p>But swiftly did Diomedes and Odysseus -spring on the backs of the white horses, and -swift as the snowy foam on the crests of -storm-driven waves did they dash through -the darkness back to the ships.</p> - -<p>When they came to the tamarisk bush, -where they had left the bloody spoils of -Dolon, Diomedes leapt to the ground, seized -them and placed them in the hands of -Odysseus, and again mounted, and, lashing -the horses, dashed furiously onward.</p> - -<p>The clang of the hoofs of the galloping -horses struck first upon the ears of old -Nestor, and quickly did he and other lords -of the Greeks go to meet Diomedes and -Odysseus.</p> - -<p>Then did the two heroes rein in their -horses and lightly spring to the ground, and -with hand-clasping and glad words were -they welcomed by their comrades.</p> - -<p>And when he had told the tale of the -slaying of the men of Thrace and the taking -of the horses of Rhesus, Odysseus, laughing, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</span>drove the white steeds through the trench -and stabled them beside the other horses of -Diomedes.</p> - -<p>Then did he and Diomedes plunge into the -sea and wash the sweat and dust from off -their limbs in the cold waves. Glad were -their hearts when they sat down to sup and -poured forth an offering of honey-sweet wine -to Athene; but in the camp of the Trojans -were there shame and lamenting for the -deeds that had been wrought in the third -watch of the night.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_X">CHAPTER X<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE FIGHTING ON THE PLAIN</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">The night passed, and grey dawn saw a -mighty fight begin.</p> - -<p>Fiercely did the battle wax and wane, and -valiant deeds were done that day.</p> - -<p>Mightily fought Agamemnon, but against -him fought the gods, and when the sun -blazed forth at noon, he and many another -Greek warrior, grievously wounded, were -forced to leave the field.</p> - -<p>An arrow, from the bow of Paris, smote -Machaon, skilled physician of the Greeks, -and fear seized them lest he who healed -their wounds might himself perish.</p> - -<p>Into his chariot did old Nestor take -Machaon, and right willingly his horses -galloped back to their stables by the shore.</p> - -<p>By the stern of his ship stood Achilles, -watching the battle from afar, and his dear -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</span>friend and comrade, Patroclus, he sent -speeding to the tent of Nestor for tidings -of the battle and to ask the name of the -wounded warrior.</p> - -<p>Scornfully spake Nestor:</p> - -<p>‘What matters it to Achilles which of the -sons of Greece lie wounded? Many chiefs -of the Greeks have shed their blood this day, -yet Achilles heedeth not. Hast thou forgotten, -Patroclus, that day when thy father -didst speak to thee of thyself and of Achilles? -“<i>Of nobler birth than thou is Achilles</i>,” he -said, “<i>and in might much greater. Yet he -is younger than thou, so see that thou counsel -him gently and wisely when there is need, -and he will obey thee.</i>” Even now, Patroclus, -thou mightest persuade Achilles to go forth -to battle. But if he will not go, then let him -lend thee his armour so that the men of Troy -may flee before thee, thinking that Achilles -goeth forth to war once more.’</p> - -<p>So did Nestor rouse the heart of Patroclus, -and swiftly Patroclus returned to the ship of -Achilles.</p> - -<p>Fiercer and ever more fierce grew the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</span>battle as the hours went by. Up to the -walls that the Greeks had built did the -Trojans press their furious way. Up the -battlements, spear in hand, they swarmed, -nor heeded the storm of stones that crashed -down upon them from above.</p> - -<p>In front of the gates lay a stone so huge -that two strong men could not together have -lifted it and placed it on a wagon. With -one hand did mighty Hector, legs wide apart, -hurl it against the great double gates. Before -it, hinges burst, bars smashed, and -the gates crashed backwards. Then in leapt -Hector, his eyes flashing fire. None but the -gods could have withstood him, and on his -heels came the men of Troy. Before them -they swept the Greek host to their ships.</p> - -<p>But down by the sea fought Ajax, and -round him the Greeks took their stand. -Mighty was the wall of living men that -sought to die for their honour and for their -own dear land.</p> - -<p>Yet, like a great rock that the fierce -floods of winter tear from a mountain-side, -and that crashes through the forests and -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</span>thunders down the valleys, destroying as -it goes, so did Hector press onward. Behind -him in heaps lay the slain, the moans -of the dying mingled with the din of battle, -and the dark night of death blinded the eyes -of many a mighty chief.</p> - -<p>‘Thinkest thou to spoil our ships!’ called -Ajax to Hector. ‘To the gods, and not to -the men of Troy do we owe our evil plight. -Yet ere long will Troy fall before us, and thou -thyself wilt pray to Zeus to make thy steeds -fleet as falcons as they bear thee in shameful -plight back to thy city, across the plain.’</p> - -<p>To Ajax did Hector make answer:</p> - -<p>‘Blundering boaster art thou! Woe -cometh this day to the Greeks! And thou, -Ajax, if thou hast courage to meet my -spear, shalt be food for the birds and the -dogs.’</p> - -<p>In his tent the heart of Agamemnon sank -within him, and those beside him did he -counsel that they should drag their ships -down to the sea and swiftly sail away.</p> - -<p>‘There is no shame in fleeing from ruin,’ -said he.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</span></p> - -<p>But Odysseus and Diomedes replied with -angry scorn to the coward words of their -overlord.</p> - -<p>‘Let us go down to the battle, wounded -though we be,’ said Diomedes.</p> - -<p>So they set forth, and with them went -Agamemnon, and through the long day did -that mortal fight go on. Now would the -Trojans triumph, and again to the men of -Greece would come the victory.</p> - -<p>At last, before a huge stone, hurled by -Ajax, did Hector fall. Like a mighty oak -smitten by lightning he fell, and the Trojans -bore him away, the black blood gushing from -his mouth.</p> - -<p>Then pressed the men of Greece the more. -Back from the ships they drove the men of -Troy.</p> - -<p>But to Hector where he lay a-dying came -Apollo, and into his fainting body and heart -he breathed fresh strength and courage.</p> - -<p>With strength as the strength of ten -Hector once again faced the foe, and before -him the Greeks fell back in dismay.</p> - -<p>Patroclus in his tent, tending the wounds -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</span>of a friend, marked how the Greeks fell back, -and he groaned aloud.</p> - -<p>‘To Achilles must I hasten,’ he said. -‘Who knows but that the time has come -when I may arouse him to join in the battle.’</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XI">CHAPTER XI<br /> -<span class="reduce">HOW PATROCLUS FOUGHT AND DIED</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">While round the dark ships of Greece the -fierce fight raged, Achilles, from afar, listened -unmoved to the din of battle, and watched -with stony eyes the men of Greece as they fell -and died on the reddened ground.</p> - -<p>To him came Patroclus.</p> - -<p>‘Why dost thou weep, Patroclus?’ asked -Achilles. ‘Like a fond little maid art thou -that runs by her mother’s side, plucking at -her gown, hindering her as she walks, and -with tearful eyes looking up at her until the -mother lifts her in her arms. Like her, -Patroclus, dost thou softly weep.’</p> - -<p>Then Patroclus, heavily groaning, made -answer:</p> - -<p>‘Among the ships lie the bravest and best -of the men of Greece, sore wounded or dead. -Pitiless art thou, Achilles, pitiless and unforgiving.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</span> -Yet if thou dost still hold back -from the battle, give me, I pray thee, thine -armour, and send me forth in thy stead. -Perchance the Trojans may take me for the -mighty Achilles, and even now the victory be -ours.’</p> - -<p>Then said Achilles, and heavy was his heart -within him:</p> - -<p>‘These Greeks took from me my well-won -prize, Patroclus. Yet let the past be past; -no man may keep his anger for ever. I have -said that until the men of Troy come to burn -my own ships I will hold me back from the -battle. But take you my armour; lead my -men in the fight, and drive from the ships the -men of Troy. But to others leave it to chase -them across the plain.’</p> - -<p>Even as Achilles spoke, the strength of -mighty Ajax had come to an end, and with -furious rush did the Trojans board the ships. -In their hands they bore blazing torches, and -up to the sky rushed the fiercely roaring -flames.</p> - -<p>Then cried Achilles, smiting his thighs:</p> - -<p>‘Haste thee, Patroclus! They burn the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</span>ships! Arm thyself speedily, and I will call -my men!’</p> - -<p>Corslet and shield and helmet did Patroclus -swiftly don, and girded on the silver-studded -sword and took two strong lances in his hand.</p> - -<p>In the chariot of Achilles he mounted, and -Automedon, best and bravest of charioteers, -took the reins.</p> - -<p>Swift as the wild west wind were Bayard -and Piebald, the two horses of Achilles, and -in the side harness was Pedasus, a horse only -less swift than they.</p> - -<p>Gladly did the men of Achilles meet his call -to arms, for fierce as wolves were they.</p> - -<p>‘Many times hast thou blamed me,’ cried -Achilles, ‘because in my wrath I kept ye back -from battle. Here for ye now is a mighty -fight, such as ye love.’</p> - -<p>To battle they went, and while Patroclus -led them forth, Achilles in his tent offered up -an offering to Zeus.</p> - -<p>Like wasps that pour forth from their nests -by the wayside to sting the boys who have -stoned them, so now did the Greeks swarm -from their ships.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</span></p> - -<p>Before the sword of Patroclus fell a mighty -warrior, and when the men of Troy saw the -shining armour of Achilles in his own chariot -their hearts sank within them.</p> - -<p>Out of the ships were they driven, the fire -was quenched, and back to the trench rolled -the tide of battle. In the trench writhed -many a horse and many a man in dying -agonies. But clear across it leaped the -horses of Achilles, and close to the walls of -Troy did Patroclus drive brave Hector before -him.</p> - -<p>His chariot then he turned, and headed off -the fleeing Trojans, driving them down to -the ships. Before the furious rush of his -swift steeds, other horses were borne off -their feet, other chariots cast in ruins on -the ground, and men crushed to death -under his wheels. Chief after chief did -Patroclus slay. A mighty destroyer was he -that day.</p> - -<p>One only of the chiefs of Troy kept his -courage before the destroyer who wore the -shining arms of Achilles.</p> - -<p>‘Shame on ye!’ cried Sarpedon to his men, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</span>‘whither do ye flee? I myself will fight this -man who deals death and destruction to the -Trojan host.’</p> - -<p>From their chariots leaped Sarpedon and -Patroclus.</p> - -<p>With the first cast of his spear Patroclus -missed Sarpedon, but slew his charioteer. -Then did Sarpedon cast, and his spear -whizzed past Patroclus, and smote the good -horse Pedasus. With a dreadful scream -Pedasus fell, kicking and struggling, in the -dust. This way and that did the other two -horses plunge and rear, until the yoke -creaked and the reins became entangled. -But the charioteer leaped down, with his -sword slashed clear the traces from Pedasus, -and the horses righted themselves.</p> - -<p>Once again did Sarpedon cast his spear, -and the point flew over the left shoulder -of Patroclus. But Patroclus missed not. -Through the heart of Sarpedon sped the -fiercely hurled spear, and like a slim tree -before the axe of the woodcutter he fell, -his dying hands clutching at the bloody -dust.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</span></p> - -<p>Furious was the combat then over the body -of Sarpedon. One brave warrior after another -did Patroclus lay dead.</p> - -<p>And more terrible still was the fight because -in the ranks of the men of Troy there -fought now, in all-devouring wrath, the god -Apollo.</p> - -<p>Nine men, good warriors all, did Patroclus -slay; then, waxing bolder, he tried to climb -the very walls of Troy.</p> - -<p>Three times did Apollo thrust him back, -and when, a fourth time, he attacked, the -god cried aloud to him in anger, warning him -not to dare so much.</p> - -<p>Against Patroclus did Hector then drive -his war-horses, but Patroclus, leaping from -his chariot, hurled at Hector a jagged stone. -In the eyes it smote the charioteer of Hector, -and the slain man dropped to the ground.</p> - -<p>‘How nimble a man is this!’ jeered Patroclus. -‘How lightly he diveth! Were this -the sea, how good an oyster-seeker would -this fellow be!’</p> - -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo5"><img src="images/i_108.jpg" width="400" alt="The point of the spear flew over the left shoulder of Patroclus (page 107)" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">The point of the spear flew over the left shoulder of Patroclus (page <span class="right"><a href="#Page_107"> 107</a>)</span></p> - -<p class="p2">Then from his chariot leaped Hector and -met Patroclus, and the noise of the battle -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</span>was as the noise of a mighty gale in the -forest when great trees fall crashing to the -ground.</p> - -<p>When the sun went down, victory was -with the Greeks. Three mighty charges -did Patroclus make, and each time he slew -nine men. But when, a fourth time, he -charged, Apollo met him. In thick mist he -met him, and Patroclus knew not that he -fought with a god. With a fierce downstroke -from behind, Apollo smote his broad -shoulders, and from off his head the helmet -of Achilles fell with a clang, rattling under -the hoofs of the horses. Before the smiting -of the god, Patroclus stood stricken, stupid -and amazed. Shattered in his hands was -the spear of Achilles, and his mighty shield -clanged on the ground.</p> - -<p>Ere he could know who was the smiter, -a Trojan ally drove a spear between his -shoulders, and Patroclus, sore wounded, fell -back.</p> - -<p>Marking his dismay, Hector pressed forward, -and clean through his body drove -his bronze spear. With a crash Patroclus fell.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</span></p> - -<p>‘Thou that didst boast that thou wouldst -sack my town, here shall vultures devour -thee!’ cried Hector.</p> - -<p>And in a faint voice Patroclus made -answer:</p> - -<p>‘Not to thee do I owe my doom, great -Hector. Twenty such as thou would I -have fought and conquered, but the gods -have slain me. Yet verily I tell thee that -thou thyself hast not long to live. Even now -doth Death stand beside thee!’</p> - -<p>As he spoke, the shadow of Death fell -upon Patroclus. No more in his ears roared -the din of battle; still and silent for ever he -lay.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XII">CHAPTER XII<br /> -<span class="reduce">THE ROUSING OF ACHILLES</span></h2></div> - -<p class="no-indent">Fierce had been the fight before Patroclus -died. More fiercely yet it raged when he -lay dead.</p> - -<p>From his body did Hector take the arms -of Achilles, and the dead Patroclus would -the Trojans fain have dragged to their city, -there to bring shame to him and to all the -Greek host.</p> - -<p>But for him fought the Greeks, until the -earth was wet with blood and the very skies -echoed the clang of battle.</p> - -<p>To Achilles came Antilochos, a messenger -fleet of foot.</p> - -<p>‘Fallen is Patroclus!’ he cried, ‘and around -his naked body do they fight, for his armour -is held by Hector.’</p> - -<p>Then did Achilles moan aloud. On the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</span>ground he lay, and in his hair he poured -black ashes. And the sound of his terrible -lament was heard by his mother, Thetis, the -goddess, as she sat in her palace down under -the depths of the green sea.</p> - -<p>Up from under the waves swiftly came she -to Achilles, and tenderly did she listen while -he poured forth to her the tale of the death -of his dear comrade.</p> - -<p>Then said Thetis:</p> - -<p>‘Not long, methinks, shall Hector glory in -the armour that was thine, for Death presseth -hard upon him. Go not forth to battle, my -son, until I return, bearing with me new and -fair armour for thee.’</p> - -<p>But when Thetis had departed, to Achilles -in his sorrow came Iris, fair messenger of -the gods.</p> - -<p>‘Unto windy Ilios will the Trojans drag -the body of Patroclus unless thou comest -now. Thou needst not fight, Achilles, only -show thyself to the men of Troy, for sore is -the need of Patroclus thy friend.’</p> - -<p>Then, all unarmed, did Achilles go forth, -and stood beside the trench. With a mighty -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</span>voice he shouted, and at the sound of his -voice terror fell upon the Trojans. Backward -in flight they went, and from among -the dead did the Greeks draw the body -of Patroclus, and hot were the tears that -Achilles shed for the friend whom he had -sent forth to battle.</p> - -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo6"><img src="images/i_112.jpg" width="400" alt="The making of the arms of Achilles (page 113)" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">The making of the arms of Achilles (page <span class="right"><a href="#Page_113"> 113</a>)</span></p> - -<p class="p2">All that night, in the house of the Immortals, -resounded the clang of hammer on -anvil as Hephaistus, the lame god, fashioned -new arms for Achilles.</p> - -<p>Bronze and silver and gold he threw in his -fire, and golden handmaidens helped their -master to wield the great bellows and to -send on the crucibles blasts that made the -ruddy flames dance.</p> - -<p>No fairer shield was ever borne by man -than that which Hephaistus made for Achilles. -For him also he wrought a corslet brighter -than a flame of fire, and a helmet with a -golden crest.</p> - -<p>And in the morning light did Thetis dart -down from snowy Olympus, bearing in her -arms the splendid gift of a god.</p> - -<p>Glad was Achilles as he put on the armour, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</span>and terrible was his war-cry as he roused the -Greek warriors. No man, however sore his -wounds, held back when the voice of Achilles -called him to the fight once again. Wounded -was Agamemnon, overlord of the Greeks, -but forth also came he. And there, while -the sun rose on many a warrior who would -fight no more, did Achilles and Agamemnon -speak as friends once again, their long strife -ended.</p> - -<p>Hungry for war, with Achilles as their -leader, did the Greeks then meet the Trojans -on the plain. And as a fierce fire rages -through the forest, its flames driven by the -wind, so did Achilles in his wrath drive -through the host of Troy.</p> - -<p>Down to the Scamander he drove the -fleeing Trojans, and the water reddened with -blood, as he smote and spared not.</p> - -<p>Merciless was Achilles; pitilessly did he -exult as one brave man after another was -sent by him to dye red the swift flood of the -Scamander.</p> - -<p>At length, at his lack of mercy, did even -the river grow wrathful.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</span></p> - -<p>‘Choked is my stream with dead men!’ -it cried, ‘and still thou slayest!’</p> - -<p>But when Achilles heeded not, in fierce -flood the river uprose against him, sweeping -the slain before it, and in furious spate -seeking to destroy Achilles. But as its -waves smote against his shield, Achilles -grasped a tall elm, and uprooting it, cast it -into the river to dam the torrent. For the -moment only was the angry river stayed. -In fear did Achilles flee across the plain, but -with a mighty roar it pursued him, and -caught him.</p> - -<p>To the gods then cried Achilles, and to -his aid came Athene, and close to the walls -of Troy again did Achilles chase the Trojan -men.</p> - -<p>From the city walls old Priam saw the -dreadful things Achilles wrought.</p> - -<p>And when, his armour blazing like the -brightest stars of the sky, he drew near, -and Hector would have gone to meet him, -in grief did Priam cry to his dearly-loved -son:</p> - -<p>‘Hector, beloved son, I pray thee go not -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</span>alone to meet this man; mightier far than -thou is he.’</p> - -<p>But all eager for the fight was Hector. -Of all the men of Troy he alone still stood -unafraid. Then did the mother of Hector -beseech him to hold back from what must -surely mean death. Yet Hector held not -back, but on his shining shield leaned -against a tower, awaiting the coming of the -great destroyer.</p> - -<p>And at last they met, face to face, spear -to spear. As a shooting-star in the darkness -so flashed the spear of Achilles as he -hurled it home to pierce the neck of Hector. -Gods and men had deserted Hector, and -alone before the walls of Troy he fell and -died.</p> - -<p>Thus ended the fight.</p> - -<p>For twelve days did the Greek host -rejoice, and all through the days Hector’s -body lay unburied. For at the heels of swift -horses had the Greeks dragged him to the -ships, while from the battlements his mother -and his wife Andromache watched, wailing -in agony, with hearts that broke.</p> - -<div class="figcenter2" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo7"><img src="images/i_116.jpg" width="400" alt="The shadow of death came down upon Hector (page 116)" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption no-indent reduce">The shadow of death came down upon Hector (page <span class="right"><a href="#Page_116"> 116</a>)</span></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</span></p> - -<p class="p2">Then at length went old Priam to the -camp of the Greeks. And before Achilles he -fell, beseeching him to have mercy and to -give him back the body of his son.</p> - -<p>So was the heart of Achilles moved, and -the body of Hector ransomed; and with -wailing of women did the people of Troy -welcome home their hero.</p> - -<p>Over him lamented his old mother, for of -all her sons was he to her most dear, and -over him wept, with burning tears, his wife -Andromache.</p> - -<p>And to his bier came Helen, and with -breaking heart did she sob forth her -sorrow.</p> - -<p>‘Dearest of my brothers,’ she said, ‘from -thee have I heard neither reproach nor evil -word. With kind words and gentle heart -hast thou ever stood by me. Lost, lost is -my one true friend. No more in Troyland -is any left to pity me.’</p> - -<p>On lofty funeral pyre then laid they the -dead Hector, and when the flames had consumed -his body his comrades placed his -white bones in a golden urn, and over it -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</span>with great stones did they raise a mighty -mound that all might see where he rested.</p> - -<p>Yet still was the warfare between Greeks -and Trojans not ended.</p> - -<p>To Achilles death came in a shaft from -the bow of Paris. By a poisoned arrow -driven at venture and at dark midnight from -the bow of an outcast leper was fair Paris -slain. While winter snow lay white on Ida, -in Helen’s arms did his life ebb away.</p> - -<p>Then came there a day when the Greeks -burned their camp and sailed homeward -across the grey water.</p> - -<p>Behind them they left a mighty horse of -wood, and the men of Troy came and drew -it into the city as trophy and sign of victory -over those who had made it. But inside the -horse were hidden many of the bravest -warriors of Greece, and at night, when the -Trojans feasted, the Greeks came out of -their hiding-place and threw open the -gates.</p> - -<p>And up from the sea came the Greek host, -and in fire and in blood fell the city of -Troy.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</span></p> - -<p>Yet did not Helen perish. 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