prayed Of Gods thou Ioue the soueraigne chiefe and Lord of Welkin hie Of aire and of this earth below who lets the thunder flie The stormes of Haile pashing showers graÌ„t me this day thy grace That I this Citie set a fire or night do come in place Which hath so long w estood our force grant y e my sworde doe sheare This day the shirt of Hector stout on brest which he doth weare And that by me he end his dayes viewing hys souldiours al Enforcing them to saue his life in bloudie death to fall He prayed thus but Ioue was deafe he pleased not to heare For all his offering there so great he doth him greatly deare Then is the hostie slaine and flayde and part on gridorne put The liuer and lights they comely séeth and euery little gut The gigots and the other flesh in péeces they did spit Which rost tipling the pleasaunt wine they downe to table sit At pleasure hauing fed their fil old Nestor was the furst Who could not rest but with these words their talking tales he burst It is no time Agamemnon to laugh or chat at all But execute we must the thing to which Ioue vs doth call Commaund then all the Heraults here that they go crie amaine And hither warne the Campe to come and then let vs againe Ech one in field go raunge his bande and there with curteous wordes Exhort them that right souldiour like they wéelde vse their swords Agamemn bids the Heraults good to go from band to band And cal y e Gréekes who Heraults heard came straight out of hand A séemely sight it was to sée th'array in euery thing And armour of the warlike Gréekes ech following his king But goodlier was it to behold those great and mightie Kings What paine they tooke the multitude who there in order brings Wyth them stoode Pallas al vnknowen come down froÌ„ Welkin hie Of Ioue the God inuinâ—…ible who liues immortally The Target hung and gastful so she on hir shoulder bare About the which hanging of gold an hundred pendants were So richly framde as ech was worth of â—…eues an hundred told So armde of doughtie Grecians so the harts she doth embolde To play the men with dreadlesse minds and do as souldiours right They nothing more wishe than their liues to venter and to fight The shining of their armor bright gret Targets shields of weight Amid the plaine was like in shew to those on mountaine height As is the fire in forrest made which men do sée a farre So shone their harneis gainst the sunne and weapons for the warre And like a gay great heard of Cranes or flock of swans like snow Or Géese a lesser foule with Charme and sundry singing go Harde by the pleasaunt Caister floud vnder the clothed trées That all the places rounde about do sound in fundry wise So Gréekes armde at Scamanderbanke for fight in euery thing Such noise they yeelde as fur aloofe they make the medowes ring With treading of the Horsse likewise the valley long did sound To battayle martch as many Gréeks as flowers on the ground And as you sée great swarmes of flies flie oft out hollow hoales And come in skul into the place wheras the shepheard foldes And gathers at the spring the milke which of his shéepe he reapes Euen so suppose the Gréeks they came out order al in heapes But their good leaders them dispose as heardsmen who with care At euen aye their flockes in field to seuer do prepare Whom al aboue Prince Agamemn himselfe did shew at ful As chiefe in name so chiefe in déede who brauing as a Bul Came fierce triumphes and rule he wil ouer the Dren bréede So he the puissant King commaundes how matters shal procéede For head he lookt that day like Ioue like Neptune for his brest You would haue iudgde him presently God Mars for all the rest It was the pleasure then of Ioue such deckings to bestow In Agamemu that more thereby his honor he might showe Now Muses who in heauen hie your place and dwellings haue The fauourers of vertuous workes teach me I humbly craue To tell that now I cannot write yée all and all do knowe Recite the Princes who to Troy did with the army goe Recite their countrys and their ships but hearesay nought haue we It shall suffise to tell the names of those who chiefest be For no man can with all his wittes rehearse of all the men The number and the proper names though tongues yea fully ten Right good he had and mouthes like wel spéecht that open were If euerlasting voyce I had and breast of brasse did beare Without your fauour I may haue in this I am but lost Of Ioue you daughters Goddesses of grace and vertue most Oh teach me then to name the kings and shippes of Gréekish host ¶ The Cataloge of the Grecian Princes and of their nauie that came to the siege of Troye and also of the Troyan Dukes and forraine Kings who came to Priams ayde Translated out of the Latine TO Troyan cost from Beotie fiue warlike leaders cum Pencle Prothaeno and Leiton Arcesilaus Clonlum These people hath Beotia lande they who do hyries eare With Scaenon Scolon Aulida which sâ—…onie earth doth beare And also 〈◊〉 Eteonum beâ—…pred wiâ—…h Maioraâ—… Thespia Graea Mâ—…ales and toâ—…n Lâ—…gam With Haxma olde the Ilesy and those that pasture on The auntient soyle of Erythra and men of Eleon Of Peteon and Hilis eke and those in Copae dwel And in Medâ—…on 〈◊〉 for wals in pride doth so excal With Thisbes which doth so abound with doues of wanton wil Who Eutresis and Coronâ—…e and Plateâ—… gay do til Th'inhabitaunts of Aliarte which is so fraught with grasse And who do stately Thebes holde and liue about Glissas Orcheston too with sacred groue to Neptunes godhead â—…owde And Arnen where y e trées of vines with waight of grapes are â—…owde Midea faire Nissâ—… diuine and lastly who do liue In Anthâ—…do whose fields about do fraught of flowers giue With fiftie ships they come full stuft with weapon and with men Ech one an hundred souldiours brought and also double tenne Who from watred Orchomenon with Minyeus floud Whose Citie is Aspledona two knights of Mars his bloud Ascalaphus and Ialmen leade Astyoche the fayre While she a virgin Actors childe did by hir selfe repaire To Parler sole Mars hir deflourde and forth she brought the twinne Those two welfurnisht at the ful with thirtie sayle come in From Phocis opposite against such numbers as were sent With Schâ—…us and Epistrophus two souldiours odde they went Them Iphitus Eubole begat they all of Cyparis Of rockie Pytho of Crâ—…ssa of Pâ—…op and Daulis Of loftie Hyampole and wholy on Cephisson floold In Anemore whose dwellings to at head of Lilee stoode From whence Cephissa riuer râ—…es with fortie ships they swéepe And as Beotians faithfuâ—…ates their left hand side they kéepe The diuerse
did goe Under his pappe vnto the lungs and yet not pleased is But ruthlesse cuttes in mids his paunch with hand and sword of his And after forceth al he may the carcasse out to traine The prease his armor and hys wéede to conquere for his paine The Thracians sorie for their Prince and hap that was so hard The doubtie Thoas do resist and stand vppon their guard And that so well he carried nought although he were so strong The bones of these two valiant Dukes togither lye along And numbers great of souldiors more with them died alas And if Minerue had graunted then a souldior olde to passe Unhurt at all the armies through to sée who there did beste With wonder he such slaughter like was neare he would proteste Finis quarti Libri ¶ The fifth Booke PAllas she willing to set forth Diomedes his praise Among the Gréeks his fame t'aduance by any worthy wayes Diuinely doth inspire his breast with stout and haughtie heart And to his person force and strength dame Pallas she doth part His armor she doth yéeldeful bright and eke his waightie targe His harnesse shone as doth the starre within the heauen large The whiche in Autumne time is raisd amid the mightie skie And bathes it selfe in Occean floud afoote then by and by The puissant Goddesse brings him in the thickest of the host Now of King Priams subieas one of all as rich as most Was Dares Priest of Vulcane God the seruice tended hee Two sonnes he had one Phegeus the seconde called Idee Whose valiance in the Troian campe did cause their fame to flow Aboue the other souldiors much the armour shining so When as they spide of the stout Gréeke no time they tarryed then But fiercely assaild him from their chaire and yode with him like mē Phegeus there aduaunced throwes his dart a souldior stout Whiche doth no harme his polorone it doth strike and flieth out Diomedes the mortall launce he girdes with better hap The whiche he sendeth to his foe and wounds him on the pap And Phegeus the bloudie death receiued by the wounde And from the Chariot there good soule he falleth to the grounde His brother slaine straight Idee left the Chariot where it stoode And no resistaunce made for why defence would doe no good For dyed he had but that Vulcane he of his heauenly grace Preservd the man and with a cloude he hapte him in the place With pitie he respecting now the Dares good forgone Who childlesse sonke with sorrow great his age would end anone The filthy flight Diomede sawe to sue he nothing spedde The horses braue he gaue his man who them to hauen ledde When Troyans sawe these brethren two discomfit as you heare One put to flight the other slaine they greatly ginne to feare The warre they déeme not well for them wherefore dame Pallas than To Mars she cōmes and takes his hand and friendly thus beganne O bloudie Mars and gastfull God O mightie Mars in rage Who townes and Castels in their force and fighters still doth gage And rasest quite when pleaseth thée is it agréed that stil We disagrée why let the Gréekes and Troyans fight their fil By téeth let them the matter trie our discord bid farewell Let vs not breake our heads with them or with their quarrels mell Who Ioue the victorie will giue that all men well may knowe To leaue this enterprise as nowe my councell would it so And surelye so I thinke it beste wel let vs hence I pray Take héede we stirre not vpon vs Ioues furic anye way The Goddesse sage nowe ending thus she softly from the rout Of Scamander a pleasaunt shade to banckes she brought him out He gone the Troyans host doth quayle and yéeld to shamefull flight Whom Gretians now as conquerors do follow al the night And then the Captaines wel did shew their worthy prowesse hie Agamemn leader of the warre to earth he manfully Of Alisones Odius hight a doughtie Duke he doong The chin he cleaues pierst his breast with Dart he strongly floong Wherewith he from the Chariot fell whose fal the noise was such Causde wel be heard his trembling corpse and eke his armor rich Idomen Phestus also slew the vertuous Meons heire The courtous Phestus from Tarnee his prouince did repaire That fertile was renowme to get but die alack he must In his right side the Cretane doth his bloudie ianeline thrust He falleth downe blacke death he féeles by souldiours he is spoylde His carcase all besmerde with bloud and filth lyeth fouly foilde On the other side his valiantnesse wel sheweth Menelaie With stiffe and sturdie launce he doth Camander hunter stay Him Diane she did honor so to him so friendly was Him cunning gaue and courage too t'assayle the beasts of chase The Goddesse and his goodly art in quiuer and in bow Full ill doe serue he in his flight behinde receiues the blow And down on earth he dead doth lye Phereclus may no starte Meriones hand a Carpenter so cunning in his arte That worke was none so excellent that any man did frame But that Phereclus by his skill with toole cauld cut the same Minerua wise so fauoured him for Paris he of Troy Did builde the ships which were the cause of al this great annoy And to his Citie and himselfe such spoyle and mischiefe brought For to the Gods who nillde y e same he wold not wéeld his thought Without reuenge he yéelds the ghost him Merione doth smite Upon the haunch with stéeled speare and pierst his bladder quite When as he féeles hys breath to part he falleth on his knées With better teares sith die he must distilling from his eyes Meges also fiercely fought for Phegeus wise and bold Kight down he slew the bastard sonne of Antenorus olde Whom Theana his mother in Law had nourisht with great care To please his sire euen as though legitimate he were By great mishap vnto the téeth the dart doth teare his skul He on the plaine doth die his mouth with bloud and yron ful Hard by the bastards bodie there Euripilus doth quell Hipsenor Priest of Scamander who servde the Temple well Whose maners good were liked much yet forst he rested there In field his right hande at a blow his falchon off did shere Wherwith him sodainly receivde the darke and duskie death Which darknesse throwes vpon his eyes takes frō him his breath While that the kings they fought down in flight y e Troyans flew A man right hardly Diomede for Gréeke or Troyan knew He through and through the Campe doth go withouten any stay And nothing finds can him resist no any kinde of way Like as a spring throughout a plaine falling from mountaine top Disorders all both bancke and bridge and no where findeth stop Which it not breakes in spreading forth his mightie course on fields On vines and fertile Gardens eke
ful venged if I could that mastiffe mad attaine He with these words doth plucke his bow sends his piercing stéele To Hector straight to broach the man but harme he none doth féele But yet the shaft on Priams sonne Gorgythion it light Of sodaine cruel death he dyes his pap it pierced right He was the sonne of Castianire the Goddesses so like A noble Nimphe with hir good king in Thrace did mariage strike For beautie sake which od she had and like the growing Poppy As wel for fruit as Aprill shoures doth leaue his head so loppy In gardens fat Gorgythion hurte loden with stéele did helme him On shoulder layes his head dies with weaknesse which did whelm him The Gréekish shot to Hector eft his bow doth careful plucke But him he misste his arrow yet vnder the teate it stucke Of strong Archeptoleme who falles his squier thus to dye Hector doth grieue to sée and downe he lighteth by and by And willeth Cebrion for to come and take the guiders charge Which done Hector a coggel heaues a mightie and a large With dreadful voice to Teucer flies Teucer from quiuer takes A shafte againe to slay a foe himselfe he ready makes And ready for to shoote Hector did reatch him such a bang That downe he falles and out his hands his bowe arrows flang The forced stroke did force him so the blow was deadly sent Aloft the breast the necke it hit where downe the head is bent His brother Aiax ranne apace when down he saw him doong To saue and to defend the man the noble prince he floong And him with shield so wel did hap as vp they tooke him there The wretched archers friends Menest Alastor they do beare Him in their armes straight to the ships â—…alfe gone for very paine The Troyans strong by mightie Ioue â—…ided yet once againe Do force the Gréekes to leaue the field and so retyring eft Their trenches force and forte to take which they before had left Hector the formost leades the daunce as fleshed mongrell great Trusting in strength and nimblenesse the Lion beast doth heate Or wild swine in the forrest thicke if either of them do cast Or turne about to be reuengde the cur he shiftes as faste Ful light he pincheth deepe their flancks or hangs so at their thies As dye they must So Hector he doth chace his enimies Who leaue the field and take to flight if any lagge behinde With sword or lance he hits them home with death of sundry kind The Gréeks repulsed from their forts from dikes and treÌ„ches flye With slaughter great confused al in bloudie death they dye Hard by their shippes at last they stay eche comforting his mate To play the man and to the Gods they pray for their estate This while the gastfull Hector he with Mars his dreadfull eyes And flaming like the Gorgons lights vpon the Gréeks he flies And terror more doth put them in he stirres he castes aboute To looke howe he may cleane defeate and breake the Gréekish rout Then wrathfull Iuno grieued much to sée the valiant Gréekes So harde distrest and doubting worse Pallas she thus beséekes Of Ioue dearest daughter thou canst thou this armie sée In danger such without regarde to helpe th'extremitie Suffer shal we them al to quaile by this one Hectors hand So barbarous a slaughter man looke in what case they stande Dost thou not sée how to their shippes he hath them forced all And wil not cease til in their bloudes he force them ech to fall Quoth Pallas then I know your minde I finde the matter well But this so hardie Hector hie whose déedes are séene so fell And so muche to be wondred at shal dye in countrey soyle But Ioue his wil to thinke to crosse nought follow woulde but foile I feare him much his aukward spite against me oft is set Too much ingrate the labor great and paine he doth forget Which I for Hercules boote haue tane his forces when to trie Unto King Euristeus Court he went so willingly The trauailes truely which he tooke had mated oft the man But when he cryed and when he wept sir Ioue he praide me than To hie to him which oft I did else he quite ouerthrowne And tane had bene if in those dayes I haply then had knowne What reckening he would make of me in hell had holden binne His Hercules for euer and aye his conquest farre to winne So famous got of Cerberus that grimme thrée headed curre The hellish floud that Styx is hight he had not paste so furre But had bene staide ere there he came in guerdon of my déedes He now for worthy recompence me hates and often chides For to allowe the sottish will of Thetis Ladie white Her vaine requests he néedes must graunt she flatters him so right With humble spéech touching his bearde his knées eke kissing lowe Achill hir sonne to set aloft and Gréekes to ouerthrowe But well I knowe I shortly shall by Ioue be daughter taken And be againe his girle white as nowe I am forsaken Your chare to hast if so you please now Iuno get you gon And I will hie vnto his house his armour to put on This Troyan I will make to féele what griefe or iolly glée The guest shall get when me in warre against him he shall sée And that I haue the puissance I to worke him téene and care And make his subiects meate for dogs and flying foules of th'aire To be reuengde Minerua madde thus spake and Iuno steares Right carefull for to put in poynt hir horses and their geares And all the rytes to shining chare But Pallas she doth leaue Hir linnowe robes so delicate which erst hir selfe did weaue And happes hir with y e cuirates tough which Ioue in battaile weares So armd the chariot light she leapes a launce in hand she beares Wherewich the demi-gods she mates in anger when she copes Unto hiâ—… heauen gates they come which fréely to them opes Of these gaie dores the houres they haue the whole onely charge Ech one a porter is they rule also the heauens large Of cleare Olympe they regents are the cloudes at becke they bring Or when they come assoone againe away they force them for to fling When Ioue aloft he looketh vp and sées the horses flie Which drewe the Goddesses in heate against them he doth frie. He sendeth Iris vnto them that readie winged wight My pursiuaunt with golden wings quoth he goe shew thée light Goe méete these two and say from me they doe retire their pace Tell them I byd they doe not dare to come before my face Tell them they are two fondlings vaine to thinke to breake my host Tell them who list least to obey shall tast of little rest Their chariot gaie shall straight be burst beame from horses torne My lightning flames fuil stifly shot shall
rathe Then Pallas to the Lycians face directs the weapon right Which mightilye thrusteth through the same cuts in two his sight His nose his téeth his tong and all and there remaineth in A good péece of the stéele and staffe the head from out his chin Doth peare and downe he falleth dead the horses start withal Hearing the noyse that there did make his armor in the fal His armour bright and finely wrought but filld with bloud so raw And hewde throughout this great defeite when as Eneas saw Most Lion like he venters forth and loude the Prince doth crie With sworde and targe in hande in hast he runneth desperatly Minding mortally to wound the Gretian first he met But Diomede then wel aduisde a waightie stone doth fet Which scarcely two good 〈◊〉 could heaue or lift vpon the ground Wherwith he hits him on the thigh and doth Eneas wounde So sore his fiâ—…ewes he doth pash and muskles teares in two As forst kalâ—…e deade 〈◊〉 he was headlong on knées to go And groueling stard him with his hands he bitter death had cought If so his tender dame had not his present sucâ—…or sought Who viewing wel the danger great whiche to hir sonne did hap To rid him out the hard distresse hir cloke she doth bewrap Him round about and hawseth him wherewith he was so clad As in a forte else thousand darts him ouer happed had And then to leade him out the prease Venus doth hir deuore And Sthenelus remembring what his friend had willd before Aeneas horse doth take his owne aside doth leade a while The Troyans horse he doth betake hys trustie mate Deiphile To guide vnto Diomedes tents this Deiphile was the same Who wel belovde of all the campe of Knighthoode bare the name His owne coursers he mounteth on and followeth spéedily Diomedes whom then he findes with all his might to hie After the Goddesse hir to fell and Venus downe to beate Well knowing she is none of them in whom is powre â—…o great As in the two maydens Minerue and in the fierce Bellon A weake and daintie parnell she in whome is goodnes none He in the prease doth finde hir out he foloweth on so fast Whether th'immortalls wil be hurte to proue he nowe doth casâ—…e His dart with poudred Emins lynde doth pierce the gallant cloke And in hir fine and Goddesse hande there forward hit the stroke The kinde and daintie dame is hurte wherewith she waild hir ill And heauie in hir heart she féeles the heauenly iuice distill And scarlet bloud which was not like as mortall men do bléede For forasmuch as heauenly folkes on fruits they do not féede And do abstaine themselues from wine their hâ—…nors do not grée With vs are men therefore we say immortall that they be Venus she grieues and chafeth much being thus forste to pine By hand of one that mortall is and loud beginnes to whine Forâ—…eare she is constraind to leaue and forsake Aeneas Whome Phoebus helpeth at a pinch and doth him there embrace She haps him with a cloud and kéepes him from the Gréekish spite Which for the purpose when he came she straight had therein sight In meane time Diomedes doth at Venus gibe and floute Prouokes hir wrath in fight quoth he heÌ„ceforth no more come out Let it suffice you with your wiles pore women to deceaue The trade of warre and warlike actes I reade you for to leaue For if the battaile thus you haunt your selfe you will beguile One day you wil be payde for all that you wil cursse the while The Grecian spake the Goddesse thus for grief who sorrows sore Not onely for the wound that painde no lesse but rather more She doth lament thus to be mockte wherewith hir colour gay So bright that was beginnes to swarte and séemes to fade away Wherefore Iris with pitie woonde vnto hir draweth nie And for good will she brought hir out and to a place there by On the left hand she led hir in where Mars did stand and groile As ill disposd and did behold the bloudie fight and broile He sitting in a duskie cloude his Mounter by him there He leaneth sadly on his launce as though he wearie were Then Venus on hir maribones thus prayes him earnestlye Good brother Mars so well belovde to mounteâ—… Olympus hie And heauenly pallace lend me now your chaire great pain I haue Alacke with treason Diomede that fierce and cruell knaue He hath me wounded in the hand that fierce and cruel curre I thinke he Ioue woulde also hurte he kéepeth suche a sturre Mars willing graunteth hir request his chare and horse he lent She mounts and Iris takes the raine for guide with hir she went The goodly Genets cut the aire they rather wish to flie And in a moment they are come vnto the heauen hie And found the mansion of the Gods where Iris straight hir spedde To dresse them wel and there with meates immortal she them fed Then Venus found hir mother deare and fell down in the place Halfe sounding whome Dione doth lamenting there embrace And curteously doth thus entreate Good daughter whom I loue Whose hand hath bin so cruell bold of al the Gods aboue That dared déere thy tender fleshe no worse they could haue vsde The ranckesâ—… driuel who hirselfe most filthie had abusde Diomede that rebell quoth she hath giuen me the gelpe When as I meant my tender sonne Aeneas for to helpe Else died he had and nowe I sée that Gréeks not onely warre With folke of Troy but do in fight the Gods both hurte and scarre The worthy Goddesse Dione then this furious rage to stay A while to quiet at hir harme doth louely Venus pray My daughter swéete content your selfe for many Gods there are Whome mortall men dispitefully haue wrongd with hatefull care But yet in time haue felt at full the guerdon of their faulte Ephalte Otus stout Oloeus sonnes Mars God they did assault And so preuaild against the God that thirtéene moneths long They bound and kept him prisoner in prison sure and strong Where he had dyed by long abode but that with pitie fraught Euribea their mother in law Mercurius she besought In fauour of the God distrest who stale him in a braide And secretly conuayde him forth without whose present ayde The fetters and the stinking aire had there consumde him quite His nature so diuine it was Iuno for al hir might On hir right breast was wounded sore and stricken so did stand By triple he adedshée ring shafte ysent by Herculs hand What shal we say of Pluto blacke who rules in eche behoofe Th'infernall powers as onely God hath he not had good proofe Of Herculs darte when as he was in Piliâ—… country soile Among the murdred carcasses where so receivde the foile His Godhead that if possibly a God could die or wast The wounde on shoulder which he caught had
mine to stand Thou holdst thy peace who ought reuoke beare them hard in hand No more thus to abandon thée declaring to them all The mischiefe wherein they and theirs is haply like to fall The which shal be as simple beasts ywrapped in the snare Their great and famous Citie spoilâ—… ysackte and pilled bare You better ought to minde this geare and goe vnto the chiefe And tel them that there yet remaines great hope of good reléefe And that by stoutly standing to't the victorie may be had So men of you will déeme right well else iudge of you too bad Sarpedon thus prickte Hector on the prince nothing replied But in his armor as he was from Chariot straight he hied And leaped downe holding in hand of darts a goodly paire Which there he fiercely shakes and doth vnto his folke repaire Where with commaundment and request his bands he orders eft Who taking harte forward aduaunce to gain the place they left When Gréekes the Troyans thus perceivde themselues in rancks to weaue Their crues they clappe togither close theÌ„ surer to receaue And souldior like do ready make to bide the fight they meane And euen as men out of the barne fanning their corne cleane Often by greatnesse of the winde the chaffe abroad that blowes The filth doth white the husbandmen which out the corne goes The dust was likewise great when as the Troyans neare appearde The souldiors and their armor all with dust were all besmeard Then did the cruel warre beginne with great and sorer tewe Than erst before they fight it out and shieldes in péeces hewe Mars runneth vp and downe the fieldes the Troyans he exhortes In couert wise and cheares them vp with spéeche of sundry sortes Phoebus quoth he doth take your partes and Pallas is your foe Wherefore some worthy déede of Armes it you behooues to shoe The selfe same time Aenee reurnes all freshe into the field Apollo brought him in whom when the Troyans whole behelde And not to do like as a man that hurt or maimed were But like a strong and valiant Knight they greatly ginne to chéere At him they coulde not gaze their fill some woulde haue talkte with him But now the broile and bickering begon was very brimme Apollo Mars the Goddesse fond Contention tooke the partes Of the good Troyans enflaming to war their warlike hartes The valiant Knights the two Aiax on th'other partie doe it With Diomede and Vlysses they pray the Gréekes stande to it The whiche obey like men of war they stand and kéepe their ground For as the cloudes the mountaines toppes do close compasse rounde Maugre the winds by Ioue his meanes who else no way abides The blasts blustring northern puffes ty thrusts at hart their sides Likewise with stout and valiant minds the Gréeks wel armed stand Séeing with them the worthiest Dukes of al the Gréekish land And Agamemnon doth commaunde where néede he thinketh moste And trauailes carefully about to order all the hoste O warlike Grecians quoth he tho if euer men haue séene Your warlike déeds performe them now no lesse than they haue bin Take courage sirs and with one mind now charge vppon your foes The souldior who estéemes his name for suretie do suppose And for the same doth stirre his stumpes more dangers dothe escape Than cowards do who from the fight to flée doe onely gape We sooner sée goe to the hacke the dull and fearful foke Than hardie souldiors in the field who wishe with foes to yoke The sprite the which for honors sake hath not more liuely grace The body faints and mated eke to death it giueth place He with these wordes doth she we the way his Iaueline to his foes He gyrdeth forth and dead in field Deicoon ouerthrowes Déere friend vnto the great Aenee through all the camp Troyene So honord and estéemd as he King Priams sonne had bene Not onely for his iolitie and for his strength and might But that he alway stil would be the formost in the sight The Dart his massie Target doth and Baudricke thorowe beare So downe it goeth to his paunch and dead he falleth there The selfe same time Aeneas slue Crethon Orsilochus Who had of the Citie Pheree to sire Deocleus Abounding both in powre and wealth whose petigrée they fetch From Alphe brooke in Pilie land so largely which doth stretch Orsilochus was Alphes sonne a King of worthie name Who did beget Deocleus a Prince of no lesse fame Of whome descended these two heires Orsiloche and Crethone In feates of warre in Gréekish campe their betters was there none And chiefly for their times who more their honors to encrease Had folowed harde euen to Troy Agamemn through the seas Supposing they it honor great as souldiors for to go Under the guide of such a chiefe as oft it happens so That two yong whelpes of Lions race close in some corner by The Forrest led by Lionesse who in the countrey nie Spoiling their cattaile and their foldes an Oxe they somtime slay Somtime an Horse somtime a shéepe they kill and runne away Shall be at length yet ouertane and by the shéepheards catcht They not bearing their harmes who wel wil cause theÌ„ to be watcht Likewise Aenee couragious â—…ueld gainst whom ther was no bootes The Gretians two who fel like Pines ytournde vp by the rootes By force of winde then Menelau hereat doth greatly grieue To sée his friendes thus murdred here whom he coÌ„mes to relieue Through armed wel in his right hand a Darte right bright he bare Mars let him passe that by Aenee his hand he murdered were Antilochus him folowes harde when as he forward went He thought the hazard was not small nor he sufficient Alone to make his partie good which when Eneas saw Although he wéelded wel in fight himselfe he did withdraw To deale with two he daunger thought no sooner he retires But that to draw the bodies forth the other two desires And gaue them to their fellowes there and then to fight they gone In this conflict Pilemene fel the king of Paphlagone With Mydon loyall guider who his royal Chariot drivde The shoulder of the foresayde king there Menelaus clivde At Mydon mazde Antilochus a waightie stone did throw He crusht his arme constrayning him the bridle to let go Beside this blow he on his face gaue him a schochelade Wherby he fel downe to the ground islaine by his blade He fel not straight the Palfreys did trayle him vpon the mould Antilochus til he them stayde and led them where he would Then Hector prince by chance came by right as the déed was done Séeing the good king thus distrest to waxe in heate begonne And therewith al he cries so loude that euery Troyan leapes That heard his voyce and with good heart they follow him in heaps The furious Mars and stoute Bellone on them the charge do take To martch