from their tempted rest Some other God should stirre the foe and send him backe dismaid He knew the voice tooke horse and fled the Troians heauenly aid Apollo with the siluer bow stood no blind sentinell To their secure and drowsie hoast but did discouer well Minerua following Diomed and angrie with his act The mightie hoast of Ilion he entred and awak't The cousen germane of the king a counsellor of Thrace Hopocoon who when he rose and saw the desert place Where Rhesus horse did vse to stand and th' other dismall harmes Men strugling with the pangs of death he shriekt out thicke alarmes Alâ—…rmes amongest the Troians Cald Rhesus Rhesus but in vaine then still arme arme he cride The noise and tumult was extreme on euery startled side Of Troyes huge hoast from whence in throngs all gatherd and admir'd Who could performe such harmfull facts and yet be safe retir'd Now comming where they slue the scout Vlysses stayd the steeds Tydides lighted and the spoiles hung on the Tamricke reeds He tooke and gaue to Ithacus and vp he got againe Then flew they ioyfull to their fleet Nestor did first attaine The sounds the horse hoofes strooke through aire and said My royall Peeres Nestor to the Greeks Do I but dote or say I true me thinks about mine eares The sounds of running horses beate O would to God they were Our friends thus soone returnd with spoiles but I haue heartie feare Lest this high tumult of the foe doth their distresse intend He scarce had spoke when they were come Both did from horse descend All with embraces and sweet words to heauen their worth did raise Then Nestor spake Great Ithachus euen heapt with Grecian praise How haue you made these horse your prise pierc't you the dangerous host Where such gemmes stand or did some God your high attempts accost And honord you with this reward why they be like the Rayes Tâ—…e Sunne effuseth I haue mixt with Troians all my daies And now I hope you will not say I alwaies lye abord Though an old soldier I confesse yet did all Troy afford Neuer the like to any sence that euer I possest But some good God no doubt hath met and your high valours blest For he that shadowes heauen with clouds loues both as his delights And she that supples earth with blood can not forbeare your sights Vlysses answerd Honord Sire the willing Gods can giue Vlysses to Nestor Horse much more worth then these men yeeld since in more power they liue These horse are of the Thracian breed their king Tydides slue And twelue of his most trusted guard and of that meaner crew A skowt for thirteenth man we kild whom Hector sent to spie The whole estate of our designes if bent to fight or flie Thus followed with whole troopes of friends they with applauses past The spacious dike and in the tent of Diomed they plac't The horse without contention as his deseruings meed Which with his other horse set vp on yellow wheat did feed Poore Dolons spoiles Vlysses had who shrin'd them on his sterne As trophies vow'd to her that sent the good aboding Herne Thâ—…n entred they the meere maine sea to cleanse their honord sweate From off their feet their thighes and neckes and when their vehement heate Was calm'd and their swolne hearts refresht more curious baths they vsd Where odorous and dissoluing Oyles they through their lims diffusde Then taking breakfast a big boule fild with the purest wine They offerd to the maiden Queene that hath the azure eyne The end of the tenth Booke THE ELEVENTH BOOK OF HOMERS ILIADS. THE ARGVMENT ATrides and his other Peeres of name Leade forth their men whom Eris doth inflame Hector by Iris charge takes deedlesse breath Whiles Agamemnon plies the worke of death Who with the first beares his imperiall head Himselfe Vlysses and King Diomed Euripylus and Aesculapius sonne Enforc't with wounds the furious skirmish shun Which martiall sight when great Achilles viewes A little his desire of fight renewes And forth he sends his friend to bring him word From old Neleides what wounded Lord He in his chariot from the skirmish brought Which was Machaon Nestor then besought He would perswade his friend to wreake their harmes Or come himselfe deckt in his dreadfull armes Another Argument Lambda presents the Generall In fight the worthiest man of all AVrora out of restfull bed did from bright Tython rise To bring each deathlesse essence light and vse to mortall eyes When Ioue sent Eris to the Greekes sustaining in her hand Sterne signes of her designes for warre she tooke her horrid stand Vpon Vlysses huge blacke Barke that did at anchor ride Amidst the fleet from whence her sounds might ring on euery side Both to the tents of Telamon and th'authors of their smarts Who held for fortitude and force the nauies vtmost parts The red-eyd Goddesse seated there thunderd th'Orthian song Eris contention sings and excites the Grâ—…cians High and with horror through the eares of all the Grecian throng Her verse with spirits inuincible did all their breasts inspire Blew out all darknesse from their lims and set their hearts on fire And presently was bitter warre more sweet a thousand times Then any choice in hollow keeles to greet their natiu climes Atrides summon'd all to armes to armes himselfe disposde Agamemnon armes for the â—…eld First on his legs he put bright Greaues with siluer buttons closde Then with rich Curace arm'd his breast which Cyniras bestow'd To gratifie his royall guest for euen to Cyprus flow'd Th' vnbounded fame of those designes the Greeks proposde for Trâ—…y And therefore gaue he him those armes and wisht his purpose ioy Ten rowes of azure mixt with blacke twelue golden like the Sunne Twise ten of tin in beaten paths did through this armour runne Three serpents to the gorget crept that like three rain-bowes shin'd Such as by Ioue are fixt in clouds when wonders are diuin'd About his shoulders hung his sword whereof the hollow hilt Was fashion'd all with shining barres exceeding richly gilt The scaberd was of siluer plate with golden hangers grac't Then tooke he vp his weighâ—…ie shield that round about him cast Dâ—…fensiue shadowes ten bright zones of gold-affecting brasse Were driuen about it and of tin as full of glosse as glasse Sweld twentie bosses out of it in center of them all One of blacke mettall had engrauen full of extreme appall An vgly Gorgon compassed with Terror and with Feare At it a siluer Bawdricke hung with which he vsde to beare Wound on his arme his ample shield and in it there was wouen An azure Dragon curl'd in folds from whose one necke was clouen Three heads contorted in an orbe then plac't he on his head His foure-plum'd caske and in his hands two darts he managed Arm'd with bright steele that blaz'd to heauen then Iuno and the maide That conquers Empires trumpets seru'd to summon out their aide
sure VVhom her wing'd hand aduanceth since on it Eternitie doth crowning Vertue sit All whose poore seed like violets in their beds Now grow with bosome-hung and hidden heads For whom I must speake though their Fate conuinces Me worst of Poets to you best of Princes By the most humble and faithfull implorer for all the graces to your highnesse eternised by your diuine Homer Geo. Chapman AN ANAGRAM OF THE NAME OF OVR DRAD PRINCE MY MOST Gracious and sacred Moecaenas HENRYE PRINCE OF VVALES OVR SVNN HEYR PEACE LIFE BE to vs as thy great Name doth import Prince of the people nor suppose it vaine That in this secret and prophetique sort Thy Name and Noblest Title doth containe So much right to vs and as great a good Nature doth nothing vainly much lesse Art Perfecting Nature No spirit in our blood But in our soules discourses beares a part What Nature giues at randon in the one In th' other orderd our diuine part serues Thou art not HEYR then to our state alone But SVNN PEACE LIFE And what thy powre deserues Of vs and our good in thy vtmost strife Shall make thee to thy selfe HEYR SVNN PEACE LIFE TO THE SACRED FOVNTAINE OF PRINCES SOLE EMPRESSE OF BEAVTIE AND VERTVE ANNE Queene of England c. WIth whatsoeuer Honour we adorne Your Royall issue we must gratulate yow Imperiall Soueraigne Who of you is borne Is you One Tree make both the Bole and Bow If it be honour then to ioyne you both To such a powerfull worke as shall defend Both from foule Death and Ages ougly Moth This is an Honor that shall neuer end They know not vertue then that know not what The vertue of defending vertue is It comprehends the guard of all your State And ioynes your Greatnesse to as great a Blisse Shield vertue and aduance her then Great Queene And make this Booke your Glasse to make it seene Your Maiesties in all subiection most humbly consecrate Geo. Chapâ—…an TO THE READER LEst with foule hands you touch these holy Rites And with preiudicacies too prophane Passe Homer in your other Poets sleights Wash here In this Porch to his numerous Phane Heare ancient Oracles speake and tell you whom You haue to censure First then Silius heare Who thrice was Consull in renowned Rome Whose verse saith Martiall nothing shall out-weare Silius Italicus Lib. 13. HE in Elysium hauing cast his eye Vpon the figure of a Youth whose haire With purple Ribands braided curiously Hung on his shoulders wondrous bright and faire Said Virgine What is he whose heauenly face Shines past all others as the Morne the Night Whom many maruelling soules from place to place Pursue and haunt with sounds of such delight Whose countenance wer 't not in the Stygian shade Would make me questionlesse beleeue he were A verie God The learned Virgine made This answer If thou shouldst beleeue it here Thou shouldst not erre he well deseru'd to be Esteem'd a God nor held his so-much breast A little presence of the Deitie His verse comprisde earth seas starres soules at rest In song the Muses he did equalise In honor Phoebus he was onely soule Saw all things spher'd in Nature without eyes And raisde your Troy vp to the starrie Pole Glad Scipio viewing well this Prince of Ghosts Said O if Fates would giue this Poet leaue To sing the acts done by the Romane Hoasts How much beyond would future times receiue The same facts made by any other knowne O blest Aeacides to haue the grace That out of such a mouth thou shouldst be showne To wondring Nations as enricht the race Of all times future with what he did know Thy vertue with his verse shall euer grow Now heare an Angell sing our Poets Fame Whom Fate for his diuine song gaue that name Angelus Politianus in Nutricia More liuing then in old Demodocus Fame glories to waxe yong in Homers verse And as when bright Hyperion holds to vs His golden Torch we see the starres disperse And euery way flie heauen the pallid Moone Euen almost vanishing before his sight So with the dazling beames of Homers Sunne All other ancient Poets lose their light Whom when Apollo heard out of his starre Singing the godlike Acts of honor'd men And equalling the actuall rage of warre With onely the diuine straines of his pen He stood amaz'd and freely did confesse Himselfe was equall'd in Maeonides Next heare the graue and learned Plinie vse His censure of our sacred Poets Muse. Plin. Nat. hist. lib. 7. Cap 29. Turnd into verse that no Prose may come neare Homer Whom shall we choose the glorie of all wits Held through so many sorts of discipline And such varietie of workes and spirits But Grecian Homer like whom none did shine For forme of worke and matter And because Our proud doome of him may stand iustified By noblest iudgements and receiue applause In spite of enuie and illiterate pride Great Macedon amongst his matchlesse spoiles Tooke from rich Persia on his Fortunes cast A Casket finding full of precious oyles Form'd all of gold with wealthy stones enchac't He tooke the oyles out and his nearest friends Askt in what better guard it might be vsde All giuing their conceipts to seuerall ends He answerd His affections rather chusde An vse quite opposite to all their kinds And Homers bookes should with that guard be seru'd That the most precious worke of all mens minds In the most precious place might be preseru'd The Fount of wit was Homer Learnings Syre Idem lib. 17. cap. 5. Idem lib. 25. cap. 3. And gaue Antiquitie her liuing fire VOlumes of like praise I could heape on this Of men more ancient and more learn'd then these But since true Vertue enough louely is With her owne beauties all the suffrages Of others I omit and would more faine That Homer for himselfe should be belou'd Who euerie sort of loue-worth did containe Which how I haue in my conuersion prou'd I must confesse I hardly dare referre To reading iudgements since so generally Custome hath made euen th'ablest Agents erre In these translations all so much apply Of Translation and the naturall difference of Dialects necessarily to be obserued in it Their paines and cunnings word for word to render Their patient Authors when they may as well Make fish with fowle Camels with Whales engender Or their tongues speech in other mouths compell For euen as different a production Aske Greeke and English since as they in sounds And letters shunne one forme and vnison So haue their sense and elegancie bounds In their distinguisht natures and require Onely a iudgement to make both consent In sense and elocution and aspire As well to reach the spirit that was spent In his exanple as with arte to pierce His Grammar and etymologie of words 〈◊〉 But as great Clerkes can write no English verse Because alas great Clerks English affords Say they no height nor copie a rude toung Since t is their Natiue but in
take in person from thy tent Bright-cheekt Briseis and so tell thy strength how eminent My powre is being compar'd with thine all other making feare To vaunt equalitie with me or in this proud kind beare Their beards against me Thetis sonne at this stood vext his heart Achilles angriâ—… with â—…non Bristled his bosome and two waies drew his discursiue part If from his thigh his sharpe sword drawne he should make roome about Atrides person slaughtring him or sit his anger out And curb his spirit While these thoughts striu'd in his bloud and mind And he his sword drew downe from heauen Athenia * 〈◊〉 stoopt and shind About his temples being sent by th'Iuorie-wristed queene Saturnia who out of her heart had euer louing bene And carefull for the good of both She stood behind and tooke Achilles by the yellow curles and onely gaue her looke To him apparance not a man of all the rest could see He turning backe his eye amaze strooke euerie facultie Yet straight he knew her by her eyes so terrible they were Sparkling with ardor and thus spake Thou seed of Iupiter Achilles to 〈◊〉 Why com'st thou to behold his pride that bosts our Emperie Then witnesse with it my reuenge and see that insolence die That liues to wrong me She replied I come from heauen to see Thy anger settled if thy soule will vse her soueraigntie 〈◊〉 to Achilles In fit reflection I am sent from Iuno whose affects Stand heartily inclind to both Come giue vs both respects And ceasse contention draw no sword vse words and such as may Be bitter to his pride but iust for trust in what I say A time shall come when thrice the worth of that he forceth now He shall propose for recompence of these wrongs therefore throw Reines on thy passions and serue vs. He answerd Though my heart Burne in iust anget yet my soule must conquer th' angrie part Achilles Palladi hoc est rationi obsequitur And yeeld you conquest Who subdues his earthly part for heauen Heauen to his prayres subdues his wish This said her charge was giuen Fit honor in his siluer hilt he held his able hand And forc't his broad sword vp and vp to heauen did reascend Minerua who in Ioues high roofe that beares the rough shield tooke Her place with other deities She gone againe forsooke Patience his passion and no more his silence could confine His wrath that this broad language gaue Thou euer steep't in wine Achilles againe infurie Dogs-face with heart but of a Haâ—…t that nor in th' open eye Of fight dar'st thrust into a prease nor with our noblest lie In secret ambush These works seeme too full of death for thee T is safer farre in th' open host to dare an iniurie To any crosser of thy lust Thou subiect-eating king Base spirits thou gouernst or this wrong had bene the last fowle thing Thou euer author'dst yet I vow and by a great oath sweare Euen by this scepter that as this neuer againe shall beare Greene leaues or branches nor increase with any growth his sise This simile Virgil directly translates Nor did since first it left the hils and had his faculties And ornaments bereft with iron which now to other end Iudges of Greece beare and their lawes receiu'd from Ioue defend For which my oath to thee is great So whensoeuer need Shall burne with thirst of me thy host no prayres shall euer breed Affection in me to their aid though well deserued woes Afflict thee for them when to death man-slaughtring Hector throwes Whole troopes of them and thou torment'st thy vext mind with conceit Of thy rude rage now and his wrong that most deseru'd the right Of all thy armie Thus he threw his scepter gainst the ground With golden studs stucke and tooke seate Atrides breast was drownd In rising choler Vp to both sweet-spoken Nestor stood The cunning Pylian Orator whose tongue powrd foorth a flood Nestors age and eloquâ—…e Of more-then-hony sweet discourse two ages were increast Of diuerse-languag'd men all borne in his time and deceast In sacred Pylos where he reignd amongst the third-ag'd men He well seene in the world aduisd and thus exprest it then O Gods our Greeke earth will be drownd in iust teares rapefull Troy Nesâ—…or to Achil les and Agameâ—…n Herking and all his sonnes will make as iust a mocke and ioy Of these disiunctions if of you that all our host excell In counsell and in skill of fight they heare this Come repell These yong mens passions y' are not both put both your yeares in one So old as I I liu'd long since and was companion With men superior to you both who yet would euer heare My counsels with respect My eyes yet neuer witnesse were Decorum 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Nor euer will be of such men as then delighted them Perithous Exadius and god-like Polypheme Ceneus and Dryas prince of men Aegean Theseus A man like heauens immortals formd all all most vigorous Of all men that euen those daies bred most vigorous men and fought With beasts most vigorous mountain beasts for meÌ„ in strength were nought Matcht with their forces fought with them and brauely fought them downe Yet euen with these men I conuerst being cald to the renowne Of their societies by their suites from Pylos farre to fight In th' Asian kingdome and I fought to a degree of might That helpt euen their mights against such as no man now would dare To meete in conflict yet euen these my counsels still would heare And with obedience crowne my words Giue you such palme to them T is better then to wreath your wraths Atrides giue not streame To all thy powre nor force his prise but yeeld her still his owne As all men else do Nor do thou encounter with thy crowne Great sonne of Peleus since no king that euer Ioue allowd Grace of a scepter equals him Suppose thy nerues endowd With strength superior and thy birth a verie Goddesse gaue Yet he of force is mightier since what his owne nerues haue Is amplified with iust command of many other King of men Command thou then thy selfe and I with my prayres will obtaine Grace of Achilles to subdue his furie whose parts are Worth our intreatie being chiefe checke to all our ill in warre All this good father said the king is comely and good right Agamemnon to Nestor But this man breakes all such bounds he affects past all men height All would in his powre hold all make his subiects giue to all His hote will for their temperate law all which he neuer shall Perswade at my hands If the Gods haue giuen him the great stile Of ablest souldier made they that his licence to reuile Men with vile language Thetis soone preuented him and said Fearefull and vile I might be thought if the exactions laid Achilles to Agamemnon By all meanes on me I should beare Others
his sire surpast and was as strong againe The fiction of 〈◊〉 And in that grace sat glad by Ioue th'immortals stood dismaid At his ascension and gaue free passage to his aid Of all this tell Ioue kneele to him embrace his knee and pray If Trois aide he will euer deigne that now their forces may Beate home the Greeks to fleete and sea embruing their retreat In slaughter their pains paying the wreake of their proud Soueraigns heart And that farre-ruling king may know from his poore souldiers harms His owne harme fals his owne and all in mine his best in arms Her answer she powr'd out in teares O me my sonne said she Thetis to Achilles Why brought I vp thy being at all that brought thee forth to be Sad subiect of so hard a fate O would to heauen that since Thy fate is little and not long thou mightst without offence And teares performe it But to liue thrall to so sterne a fate As grants thee least life and that least so most vnfortunate Grieues me t' haue giuen thee any life But what thou wishest now If Ioue will grant I le vp and aske Olympus crownd with snow I le clime but sit thou fast at fleete renounce all warre and feed Thy heart with wrath and hope of wreake till which come thou shalt need A little patience Iupiter went yesterday to feast Iupiters feast with the Aethiops Amongst the blamelesse Aethiops in th' Oceans deepned breast All Gods attending him the twelfth high heauen againe he sees And then his brasse-pau'd court I le skale cling to his powrefull knees And doubt not but to winne thy wish Thus made she her remoue And left wrath tyring on her sonne for his enforced loue Vlysses with the Hecatomb arriu'd at Chrysas shore Nauigation to Chrysa And when amids the hauens deepe mouth they came to vse the oare They straite stroke saile then rold them vp and on the hatches threw The top mast to the kelsine then with haleyards downe they drew Then brought the ship to Port with oares then forked anchor cast And gainst the violence of stormes for drifting made her fast All come ashore they all exposd the holy Hecatomb To angrie Phoebus and with it Chryseis welcomd home Whom to her sire wise Ithacus that did at th' altar stand For honour led and spoken thus resignd her to his hand Chryses the mightie king of men great Agamemnon sends â—…lysses to Chryses Thy lou'd seed by my hands to thine and to thy God commends A Hecatomb which my charge is to sacrifice and seeke Our much-sigh-mixt-woe his recure inuokt by euerie Greeke Thus he resignd her and her sire receiu'd her highly ioyd About the well-built altar then they orderly emploide The sacred offring Washt their hands tooke salt cakes and the Priest With hands held vp to heauen thus praid O thou that all things seest Fautour of Chrysa whose faire hand doth guardfully dispose Chryses prayer to Apollo for appeasing the plague Celestiall Cilla gouerning in all powre Tenedos O heare thy Priest and as thy hand in free grace to my prayers Shot feruent plague-shafts through the Greekes now hearten their affaiâ—…es With health renewd and quite remoue th' infection from their blood He praid and to his prairs againe the God propitious stood All after prayre cast on salt cakes drew backe kild flaid the beeues Cut out and dubd with fat their thighes faire drest with doubled leaues The sacrifice And on them all the sweet-breads prickt The Priest with small sere wood Did sacrifice powr'd on red wine by whom the yong men stood And turnd in fiue ranks spits on which the legs enough they eate The banquet The inwards then in giggots cut the other fit for meate And put to fire which rosted well they drew the labour done They seru'd the feast in that fed all to satisfaction Desire of meate and wine thus quencht the youths crownd cups of wine Drunke off and fild againe to all That day was held diuine And spent in Paeans to the Sunne who heard with pleased eare When whose bright chariot stoopt to sea and twilight hid the cleare The euening All soundly on their cables slept euen till the night was worne And when the Lady of the light the rosie fingerd morne The morning Rose from the hils all fresh arose and to the campe retir'd Apollo with a fore-right wind their swelling barke inspir'd The top-mast hoisted milke-white sailes on his round breast they put The Misens strooted with the gale the ship her course did cut So swiftly that the parted waues against her ribs did rore Which coming to the campe they drew aloft the sandie shore Where laid on stocks each souldier kept his quarter as before But Pelius sonne swift-foote Achilles at his swift ships sate Burning in wrath nor euer came to Councels of estate That make men honord neuer trod the fierce embattaild field But kept close and his lou'd heart pin'd what fight and cries could yeeld Thirsting at all parts to the hoast And now since first he told His wrongs to Thetis twelue faire mornes their ensignes did vnfold And then the euerliuing Gods mounted Olympus Ioue Iupiter and the other Gods from the Aâ—…thiops First in ascension Thetis then remembred well to moue Achilles motion rose from sea and by the mornes first light The great heauen and Olympus climbd where in supremest height Of all that many-headed hill she saw the farre-seene sonne Iupiter Of Saturne set from all the rest in his free seate alone Before whom on her owne knees falne the knees of Iupiter Her left hand held her right his chinne and thus she did prefer Her sonnes petition Father Ioue if euer I haue stood Thetis prayer to Iupiter Aidfull to thee in word or worke with this implored good Requite my aide renowne my sonne since in so short a race Past others thou confin'st his life an insolent disgrace Is done him by the king of men he forc't from him a prise Wonne with his sword But thou O Ioue that art most strong most wise Honour my sonne for my sake adde strength to the Troians side By his sides weaknesse in his want and see Troy amplifide In conquest so much and so long till Greece may giue againe The glorie reft him and the more illustrate the free raigne Of his wrongd honour Ioue at this sate silent not a word In long space past him Thetis still hung on his knee implor'd The second time his helpe and said Grant or denie my suite Be free in what thou doest I know thou canst not sit thus mute For feare of any speake denie that so I may be sure Of all heauens Goddesses t is I that onely must endure Dishonor by thee Iupiter the great cloud-gatherer grieu'd With thought of what a world of griefes this suite askt being atchieu'd Sweld sigh'd and answerd Works of death thou vrgest O at this
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Sadly he went and sate by Ioue shew'd his immortall blood That from a mortall-man-made-wound powrd such an impious flood And weeping powr'd out these complaints O Father stormst thou not Mars to Iupiteâ—… To see vs take these wrongs from men extreme griefes we haue got Euen by our owne deepe counsels held for gratifying them And thou our Councels President conclud'st in this extreme Of fighting euer being ruld by one that thou hast bred One neuer well but doing ill a girle so full of head That though all other Gods obey her mad moods must command By thy indulgence nor by word nor any touch of hand Correcting her thy reason is she is a sparke of thee And therefore she may kindle rage in men gainst Gods and she May make men hurt Gods and those Gods that are besides thy seed First in the palms height Cyprides then runs the impious deed On my hurt person and could life giue way to death in me Or had my feete not fetcht me off heaps of mortalitie Had kept me consort Iupiter with a contracted brow Thus answerd Mars Thou many minds inconstant changling thou Iupiter to Mars Sit not complaining thus by me whom most of all the Gods Inhabiting the starrie hill I hate no periods Being set to thy contentions brawles fights and pitching fields Iust of thy mother Iunos moods stiffe-neckt and neuer yeelds Though I correct her still and chide nor can forbeare offence Though to her sonne this wound I know tasts of her insolence But I will proue more naturall thou shalt be cur'd because Thou com'st of me but hadst thou bene so crosse to sacred lawes Being borne to any other God thou hadst bene throwne from heauen Long since as low as Tartarus beneath the Giants driuen This said he gaue his wound in charge to Pâ—…on who applied Such soueraigne medicines that as soone the paine was qualified And he recur'd as nourishing milke when runnet is put in Runs all in heapes of tough thicke curd though in his nature thin Euen so soone his wounds parted sides ran close in his recure For he all deathlesse could not long the parts of death endure Then Hebe bath'd and put on him fresh garments and he sate Hebe attires Mars Exulting by his Sire againe in top of all his state So hauing from the spoiles of men made his desir'd remoue Iuno and Pallas reascend the starrie Court of Ioue The end of the fifth Booke THE SIXTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ILIADS. THE ARGVMENT THe Gods now leauing an indifferent field The Greekes preuaile the slaughterd Troiâ—…ns yeeld Hector by Hellenus aduice retires In haste to Troy and Hecuba desires To pray Minerua to remoue from fight The soâ—…ne of Tydeus her affected knight And vow to her for fauour of such price Twelue Oxen should be Sâ—…aine in sacrifice In meane space Glaucus and Tydides 〈◊〉 And either other with remembrance greet Of old loue twixt their fathers which enclines Their hearts to friâ—…ndship who change armes for signes Of a continu'd loue for eithers life Hector in his returne meets with his wife And taking in his armed armes his sonne He prophecies the fall of Ilion Another Argument In Zeta Hector Prophecies Prayes for his sonne wils sacrifice THe stern fight freed of al the Gods conquest with doubtful wings Flew on their lances euerie way the restlesse field she flings Betwixt the floods of Symois and Xanthus that confin'd All their affaires at Ilion and round about them shin'd The first that weigh'd downe all the field of one particular side Was Aiax sonne of Telamon who like a bulwarke plide The Greekes protection and of Troy the knottie orders brake Held out a light to all the rest and shew'd them how to make Way to their conquest he did wound the strongest man of Thrace The tallest and the biggest set Eussorian Acamas His lance fell on his caskes plum'd top in stooping the fell head Draue through his forehead to his iawes his eyes Night shadowed Tydides slue Teuthranides Axilus that did dwell In faire Arisbas well-built towres he had of wealth a Well Tydides 〈◊〉 Diomed being son to Tydâ—… And yet was kind and bountifull he would a traueller pray To be his guest his friendly house stood in the brode high way In which he all sorts nobly vsd yet none of them would stand Twixt him and death but both himselfe and he that had command Of his faire horse Calisius fell liuelesse on the ground Euryalus Opheltius and Dresus dead did wound Nor ended there his fierie course which he againe begins And ran to it succesfully vpon a paire of twins Aesepus and bold Pedasus whom good Bucolion That first cald father though base borne renowm'd Laomedon On Nais Abarbaraea got a Nymph that as she fed Her curled flocks Bucolion woo'd and mixt in loue and bed Both these were spoild of armes and life by Mecistiades Then Polypaetes for sterne death Astialus did seise Vlysses slue Percosius Teucer Aretaon Antilochus old Nestors ioy Ablerus the great sonne Of Atreus and king of men Elatus whose abode He held at vpper Pedasus where Satnius riuer flow'd The great Heroe Leitus staid Philacus in flight From further life Eurypilus Melanthius reft of light The brother to the king of men Adrestus tooke aliue Whose horse affrighted with the flight their driuer now did driue Amongst the low-growne Tamâ—…cke trees and at an arme of one The chariot in the draught-tree brake the horse brake loose and ron The same way other flyers fled contending all to towne Himselfe close at the chariot wheele vpon his face was throwne And there lay flat roll'd vp in dust Atrides inwards draue And holding at his breast his lance Adrestus sought to saue His head by losing of his feet and trusting to his knees On which the same parts of the king he hugs and offers fees Of worthie value for his life and thus pleades their receipt Take me aliue O Atreus sonne and take a worthie weight Of brasse elaborate iron and gold a heape of precious things This Virgils imitaâ—…es Are in my fathers riches hid which when your seruant brings Newes of my safetie to his eares he largely will diuide With your rare bounties Atreus sonne thought this the better side And meant to take it being about to send him safe to fleete Which when farre off his brother saw he wing'd his royall feet And came in threatning crying out O soft heart what 's the cause Agamemnoâ—… to Menâ—…laus Thou spar'st these men thus haue not they obseru'd these gentle lawes Of mild humanitie to thee with mightie argument Why thou shouldst deale thus In thy house and with all president Of honord guest rites entertaind not one of them shall flie A bitter end for it from heauen and much lesse dotingly Scape our reuengefull fingers all euen th'infant in the wombe Shall tast of what they merited and haue no other tombe Then razed Ilion nor
protect Which angers Neptune Ioue by haplesse signes In depth of night succeeding woes diuines Another Argument In Eta Priams strongest sonne Combats with Aiax Tâ—…lamon THis said braue Hector through the ports with Troyes bane-bringing Knight Made issue to th' insatiate field resolu'd to feruent fight These next foure bookâ—…s haue not my last hand 〈◊〉 because the rest for a time will be sufficient to emâ—…oy yâ—…ur censures suspend them of these spare not the other And as the weather-wielder sends to Sea-men prosperous gales When with their sallow-polisht Oares long lifted from their fals Their wearied armes dissolu'd with â—…yle can scarce strike one stroke more Like those sweet winds appear'd these Lords to Troians tir'd before Then fell they to the works of death by Paris valour fell King Aâ—…eithous haplesse sonne that did in Arna dwell Menestbius whos 's renown'd Siâ—…e a Club did euer beare And of Philomedusa gat that had her eyes so cleare This slaughterd issue Hectors dart strooke Eioneus dead Beneath his good steele caske it pierc't aboue his gorget stead Glaucus Hyppolochus his sonne that led the Lycian crew Iphinous-Dexiades with sodaine Iauelin slew As he was mounting to his horse his shoulders tooke the speare And ere he sate in tumbling downe his powres dissolued were When gray-eyd Pallas had perceiu'd the Greekes so fall in fight Pallâ—… to the Grecian ayd Apollo to the Troian From high Olympus top she stoopt and did on Ilion light Apollo to encounter her to Pergamus did flie From whence he looking to the field wisht Troians victorie Apollo to Pallâ—… At Ioues broad Beech these godheads met and first Ioues sonne obiects Why burning in contention thus do thy extreme affects Conduct thee from our peacefull hill is it to ouersway The doubtfull victorie of fight and giue the Greeks the day Thou neuer pitiest perishing Troy yet now let me perswade That this day no more mortall wounds may either side inuade Hereafter till the end of Troy they shall apply the fight Since your immortall wils resolue to ouerturne it quite Pallas replide It likes me well for this came I from heauen Pallas to Apollo But to make either army ceasse what order shall be giuen He said We will direct the spirit that burnes in Hectors brest His reply To challenge any Greeke to wounds with single powers imprest Which Greeks admiring will accept and make some one stand out So stout a challenge to receiue with a defence as stout It is confirmd and Hellenus King Priams loued seed Hellenâ—… Priams sonne and a Prophet to Hector By Augurie discernd th' euent that these two powres decreed And greeting Hector askt him this Wilt thou be once aduisde I am thy brother and thy life with mine is euenly prisde Command the rest of Troy and Greece to ceasse this publicke fight And what Greeke beares the greatest mind to single strokes excite I promise thee that yet thy soule shall not descend to fates So heard I thy suruiuall cast by the celestiall States Hector with glad allowance gaue his brothers counsell eare And fronting both the hoasts aduanc't iust in the midst his speare The Troians instantly surceasse the Greeks Atrides staid The God that beares the siluer Bow and warres triumphant Maide The combat prepared On Ioues Beech like two Vultures sat pleasd to behold both parts Flow in to heare so sternly arm'd with huge shields helmes and darts And such fresh horror as you see driuen through the wrinkled waues Bâ—… rising Zephyre vnder whom the sea growes blacke and raues Simile Such did the hastie gathering troupes of both hoasts make to heare Whose tumult settl'd twixt them both thus spake the challenger Heare Troians and ye well arm'd Greeks what my strong mind diffusde Tâ—…rough all my spirits commands me speake Saturnius hath not vsde His promist fauour for our truce but studying both our ils Will neuer ceasse till Mars by you his rauenous stomacke fils With ruin'd Troy or we consume your mightie Sea-borne fleet Sinâ—…e then the Generall Peeres of Greece in reach of one voice meete Amâ—…ngst you all whose breast includes the most impulsiue mind Hector to both hoasts Let him stand forth as combatrant by all the rest designde 〈◊〉 whom thus I call high Ioue to witnesse of our strife Iâ—… he with home-thrust iron can reach th'exposure of my life Spoiling my armes let him at will conuey them to his tent But let my body be returnd that Troys two-sext descent May waste it in the funerall Pile if I can slaughter him Apollo honoring me so much I le spoile his conquerd lim And beare his armes to Ilion where in Apollos shrine I le hang them as my trophies due his body I le resigne To be disposed by his friends in flamie funerals And honourd with erected tombe where Hellespontus fals Into Egaeum and doth reach euen to your nauall rode That when our beings in the earth shall hide their period Suruiuers sailing the blacke sea may thus his name renew This is his monument whose bloud long since did fates embrew 〈◊〉 per 〈◊〉 Whom passing farre in fortitude illustrate Hector slew This shall posteritie report and my fame neuer die This said dumbe silence seiz'd them all they shamed to denie And fear'd to vndertake At last did Menelaus speake Checkt their remisnesse and so sigh'd as if his heart would breake Menelaâ—… 〈◊〉 Aye me but onely threatning Greeks not worthy Grecian names This more and more not to be borne makes grow our huge defames Phryges saith 〈◊〉 imitator If Hectors honorable proofe be entertaind by none But you are earth and water all which symboliz'd in one Haue fram'd your faint vnfirie spirits ye sit without your harts Grosly inglorious but my selfe will vse acceptiue darts And arme against him though you thinke I arme gainst too much ods But conquests garlands hang aloft amongst th' immortall gods He arm'd and gladly would haue fought but Menelaus then By Hectors farre more strength thy soule had fled th'abodes of men Had not the kings of Greece stood vp and thy attempt restraind And euen the king of men himselfe that in such compasse raign'd Who tooke him by the bold right hand and sternly pluckt him backe Agamemnon wiser then his brother Mad brother t is no worke for thee thou seekst thy wilfull wracke Containe though it despite thee much nor for this strife engage Thy person with a man more strong and whom all feare t'enrage Yea whom Aeacides himselfe in men-renowning warre Makes doubt t' encounter whose huge strength surpasseth thine by farre Sit thou then by thy regiment some other Greeke will rise Though he be dreadlesse and no warre will his desires suffice That makes this challenge to our strength our valours to auow To whom if he can scape with life he will be glad to bow This drew his brother from his will who yeelded knowing it true And his glad souldiers tooke
know the ready right hand charge I know the left and euery sway of my securefull targe I triumph in the crueltie of fixed combat fight And manage horse to all designes I thinke then with good right I may be confident as farre as this my challenge goes Without being taxed with a vaunt borne out with emptie showes But being a souldier so renownd I will not worke on thee With least aduantage of that skill I know doth strengthen me And so with priuitie of sleight winne that for which I striue But at thy best euen open strength if my endeuours thriue Thus sent he his long Iauelin forth it strooke his foes huge shield The combat Neere to the vpper skirt of brasse which was the eighth it held Sixe folds th'vntamed dart strooke through and in the seuenth tough hide The point was checkt then Aiax threw his angry Lance did glide Quite through his bright orbicular targe his curace shirt of maile And did his manly stomacks mouth with dangerous taint assaile But in the bowing of himselfe blacke death too short did strike Then both to plucke their Iauelins forth encountred Lion-like Whos 's bloudie violence is increast by that raw food they eate Or Bores whose strength wilde nourishment doth make so wondrous great Againe Priamides did wound in midst his shield of brasse Yet pierc't not through the vpper plate the head reflected was But Aiax following his Lance smote through his target quite And stayd bold Hector rushing in the Lance held way outright And hurt his necke out gusht the bloud yet Hector ceast not so But in his strong hand tooke a Flint as he did backwards go Saxis pugnant Blacke sharpe and big layd in the field the seuenfold targe it smit Full on the bosse and round about the brasse did ring with it But Aiax a farre greater stone lift vp and wreathing round With all his bodie layd to it he sent it forth to wound And gaue vnmeasur'd force to it the round stone broke within Hector strooks on his knees His rundled target his lou'd knees to languish did begin And he leand stretcht out on his shield but Phoebus raisd him streight Then had they layd on wounds with swords in vse of closer fight Vnlesse the Heralds messengers of Gods and godlike men The one of Troy the other Greece had held betwixt them then Imperiall scepters when the one Idaeus graue and wise Said to them Now no more my sonnes the Soueraigne of the skies Doth loue you both both souldiers are all witnesse with good right But now night layes her mace on earth t is good t' obey the night Idaeus Telamon replide To Hector speake not me Aiax to Idâ—… He that cald all our Achiue Peeres to station fight t was he If he first ceasse I gladly yeeld great Hector then began Aiax since Ioue to thy big forme made thee so strong a man Hector to Aiax And gaue thee skill to vse thy strength so much that for thy speare Thou art most excellent of Greece now let vs fight forbeare Hereafter we shall warre againe till Ioue our Herald be And grace with conquest which he will heauen yeelds to night and we Go thou and comfort all thy Fleet all friends and men of thine As I in Troy my fauourers who in the Fane diuine Hector giues Aiax a sword Aiax Hector a girdle Both which gifts were afterward cause of both their deaths Haue offerd Orisons for me and come let vs impart Some ensignes of our strife to shew each others suppled hart That men of Troy and Greece may say Thus their high quarrell ends Those that encountring were such foes are now being separate friends He gaue a sword whose handle was with siluer studs through driuen Scabard and all with hangers rich By Telamon was giuen A faire well glossed purple waste Thus Hector went to Troy And after him a multitude fild with his safeties ioy Despairing he could euer scape the puissant fortitude And vnimpeached Aiax hands The Greeks like ioy renude For their reputed victorie and brought him to the King Who to the great Saturnides preferd an offering Sacrifice for victorie Virgil imit An Oxe that fed on fiue faire springs they fleyd and quartred him And then in peeces cut on spits they rosted euery lim Which neatly drest they drew it off worke done they fell to feast Conuiuium à sacrificio All had enough but Telamon the King fed past the rest Nector to the Greeks With good large peeces of the chine Thus thirst and hunger staid Nestor whose counsels late were best vowes new and first he said Atrides and my other Lords a sort of Greeks are dead Whose blacke bloud neare Scamanders streame inhumane Mars hath shed Their soules to hell descended are it fits thee then our king To make our souldiers ceasse from warre and by the dayes first spring Let vs our selues assembled all the bodies beare to fire With Mules and Oxen neare our fleet that when we home retire Each man may carrie to the sonnes of fathers slaughterd here Their honourd bones one tombe for all foreuer let vs reare Circling the pile without the field at which we will erect Wals and a raueling that may safe our fleet and vs protect And in them let vs fashion gates solid and bard about Through which our horse and chariots may well get in and out Without all let vs dig a dike so deepe it may auaile Our forces gainst the charge of horse and foote that come t'assaile And thus th' attempts that I see swell in Troys proud heart shall faile The Kings do his aduice approue so Troy doth Court conuent At Priams gate in th'Ilion tower fearfull and turbulent Antenors counsell to the Tro ians Amongst all wise Antenor spake Troians and Dardan friends And Peeres assistants giue good eare to what my care commends To your consents for all our good resolue let vs restore The Argiue Hellen with her wealth to him she had before We now defend but broken faiths If therefore ye refuse No good euent can I expect of all the warres we vse He ceast and Alexander spake husband to th'Argiue Queene Paris replies Antenor to mine eares thy words harsh and vngracious beene Thou canst vse better if thou wilt but if these truly fit Thy serious thoughts the Gods with age haue reft thy grauer wit To war-like Troians I will speake I clearly do denie To yeeld my wife but all her wealth I le render willingly What euer I from Argos brought and vow to make it more Which I haue readie in my house if peace I may râ—…store Priam sirnam'd Dardanides godlike in counsels graue Priam to the Troians In his sonnes fauour well aduisde this resolution gaue My royall friends of euery state there is sufficient done For this late counsell we haue cald in th' offer of my sonne Now then let all take needfull food then let the
flashes pour'd from clouds on any punisht land So from Atrides troubled heart through his darke sorowes flew Redoubled sighes his intrailes shooke as often as his view Admir'd the multitude of fires that gilt the Phrygian shade And heard the sounds of fifes and shawmes and tumults soâ—…ldiers made But when he saw his fleet and host kneele to his care and loue He rent his haire vp by the roots as sacrifice to Ioue Burnt in his firie sighes still breath'd out of his royall heart And first thought good to Nestors care his sorowes to impart To trie if royall diligence with his approu'd aduise Might fashion counsels to preuent their threatned miseries So vp he rose attir'd himselfe and to his strong feet tide Agaâ—…nons habite rising in the night Rich shoes and cast vpon his backe a ruddie Lions hide So ample it his ankles reacht then tooke his royall speare He wearing a Lioâ—…s hide Like him was Menelaus pierc't with an industrious feare Nor sat sweet slumber on his eyes lest bitter Fates should quite The Greekes high fauours that for him resolu'd such endlesse fight 〈◊〉 a â—…eopards And first a freckled Panthers hide hid his brode backe athwart His head his brasen helme did arme his able hand his dart Then made he all his haste to raise his brothers head as rare That he who most exceld in rule might helpe t' effect his care He found him at his ships crookt-sterne adorning him with armes Who ioyd to see his brothers spirits awak't without alarmes Well weighing th'importance of the time And first the yonger spake Why brother are ye arming thus is it to vndertake Menelaus to Agamemnon The sending of some ventrous Greeke t'explore the foes intent Alas I greatly feare not one will giue that worke consent Exposd alone to all the feares that flow in gloomie night He that doth this must know death well in which ends euerie fright Brother said he in these affaires we both must vse aduice Agamemnon to Menelaus Ioue is against vs and accepts great Hectors sacrifice For I haue neuer seene nor heard in one day and by one So many high attempts well vrg'd as Hectors power hath done Against the haplesse sons of Greece being chiefly deare to Ioue And without cause being neither fruite of any Godesse loue Nor helpfull God and yet I feare the deepnesse of his hand Ere it be rac't out of our thoughts will many yeares withstand But brother hie thee to thy ships and Idomen disease With warklike Aiax I will haste to graue Neleides Exhorting him to rise and giue the sacred watch command For they will specially embrace incitement at his hand And now his sonne their captaine is and Idomens good friend Bold Merion to whose discharge we did that charge commend Commandst thou then his brother askt that I shall tarrie hâ—…re Attending thy resolu'd approach or else the message beare And quickly make returne to thee He answerd Rather stay Directions for commmand in wars extremity Lest otherwise we faile to meete for many a different way Lies through our labyrinthian host speake euer as you go Command strong watch from Sire to sonne vrge all t' obserue the foe Familiarly and with their praise exciting euerie eye Not with vnseason'd violence of prowd authoritie We must our patience exercise and worke our selues with them Ioue in our births combin'd such care to eithers Diadem Thus he dismist him knowing well his charge before he went Himselfe to Nestor whom he found in bed within his tent Nâ—…tors armes and readinesse to vse them By him his damaske curets hung his shield a paire of darts His shining caske his arming waste in these he led the hearts Of his apt souldiers to sharpe warre not yeelding to his yeares He quickly started from his bed when to his watchfull eares Vntimely feet told some approach he tooke his lance in hand And spake to him Ho what art thou that walk'st at midnight stand Is any wanting at the guards or lack'st thou any Peere Speake come not silent towards me say what intendst thou heare He answerd O Neleides graue honour of our host 〈◊〉 to Nestor T' is Agamemnon thou maist know whom Ioue afflicteth most Of all the wretched men that liue and will whilst any breath Giues motion to my toiled lims and beares me vp from death I walke the round thus since sweet sleepe cannot inclose mine eyes Nor shut those Organs care breaks ope for our calamities My feare is vehement for the Greeks my heart the fount of heate With his extreme affects made cold without my breast doth beate And therefore are my sinewes strooke with trembling euerie part Of what my friends may feele hath act in my dispersed heart But if thou thinkst of any course may to our good redound Since neither thou thy selfe canst sleepe come walke with me the round In way whereof we may confer and looke to euerie guard Lest watching long and wearinesse with labouring so hard Dâ—…owne their oppressed memories of what they haue in charge The libertie we giue the foe alas is ouer large Their campe is almost mixt with ours and we haue forth noispies To learne their drifts who may perchance this night intend surprise Graue Nestor answerd Worthie king let good hearts beare our ill Nestor to Agamemâ—…n Ioue is not bound to perfect all this busie Hectors will But I am confidently giuen his thoughts are much dismaid With feare lest our distresse incite Achilles to our aide And therefore will not tempt his fate nor ours with further pride But I will gladly follow thee and stirre vp more beside Tydides famous for his lance Vlysses Telamon And bold Phyleus valiant heire or else if any one Would haste to call king Idomen and Aiax since their saile Lie so remou'd with much good speed it might our haste auaile But though he be our honord friend thy brother I will blame Not fearing if I anger thee it is his vtter shame He should commit all paines to thee that should himselfe imploy Past all our Princes in the care and cure of our annoy And be so farre from needing spurres to these his due respects He should apply our spirits himselfe with pray'rs and vrg'd affects Necessitie a law to lawes and not to be endur'd Makes proofe of all his faculties not sound if not inur'd Good father said the king sometimes you know I haue desir'd Agamemnons excuse of hiâ—… brother You would improue his negligence too oft to ease retir'd Nor is it for defect of spirit or compasse of his braine But with obseruing my estate he thinks he should abstaine Till I commanded knowing my place vnwilling to assume For being my brother any thing might proue he did presume But now he rose before me farre and came t' auoid delaies And I haue sent him for the man your selfe desir'd to raise Come we shall find them at the guards we plac't before the fort For
of a Bore Their dogs put after in full crie he rusheth on before Whets with his lather-making iawes his crooked tuskes for blood And holding firme his vsuall haunts breakes through the deepned wooâ—… They charging though his hote approch be neuer so abhord So to assaile the Ioue-lou'd Greeke the Ilâ—…ans did accord And he made through them first he hurt vpon his shoulder blade Deiops a blamelesse man at armes then sent to endlesse shade Thoon and Eunomus and strooke the strong Chersidamas Socus wounds Vlysses As from his chariot he leapt downe beneath his targe of brasse Who fell and crawld vpon the earth with his sustaining palmes And left the fight nor yet his lance left dealing Martiall almes But Socus brother by both sidâ—…s yong Carops did impresse Then Princely Socus to his aide made brotherly accesse And coming neare spake in his charge O great Laertes sonne Insatiate in slie stratagems and labours neuer done This houre or thou shalt boast to kill the two Hypasides And prize their armes or fall thy selfe in my resolu'd accesse This said he threw quiâ—…e through his shield his fell and well-driuen lancâ—… Which held way through his curaces and on his ribs did glance Plowing the flesh alongst his sides but Pallas did repell All inward passage to his life Vlysses knowing well The wound vndeadly setting backe his foote to forme his stand Thus spake to Socus O thou wretch thy death is in this hand That stay'st my victorie on Troy and where thy charge was made In doubtfull terms or this or that this shall thy life inuade This frighted Socus to retreate and in his faint reuerse The lance betwixt his shoulders fell and through his breast did perse Downe fell he sounding and the king thus playd with his misease O Socus you that make by birth the two Hypasides Vlysses insultaâ—…ion Now may your house and you pâ—…rceiue death can outflie the flier Ah wretch thou canst not scape my vowes old Hypasus thy sire Nor thy well honord â—…others hands in both which lies thy worth Shall close thy wretched eyes in death but Vultures dig them forth And hide them with their darksome wings but when Vlysses dies Diuinest Greeks shall tombe my corse with all their obâ—…equies Now from his bodie and his shield the violent lance he drew That Pâ—…incely Socus had infixt which drawne a crimson dew Fell from his bosome on the earth the wound â—…id dare him sore And when the furious Troians saw Vlysses forced gore Encouraging themselues in grosse all his destruction vowd Then he retir'd and summond aide thrise showted he allowd As did denote a man ingag'd thrise Menelaus eare Obâ—…eru'd his aid-suggesting voice and Aiax being neare He told him of Vlysses showâ—…s as if he were enclosd From all assistance and aduisd their aids might be disposd Against the Ring that circled him lest charg'd with troopes alone Though valiant he might be opprest whom Greece so built vpon He led and Aiax seconded they found their Ioâ—…e-lou'd king Circled with foes As when a den of bloodie Lucerns cling About a goodly palmed Hart hurt with a hunters bow Whose scape his nimble feet inforce whilst his warme blood doth flow And his light knees haue power to moue but maistred of his wound Embost within a shadie hill the Lucerns charge him round And teare his flesh when instantly fortune sends in the powres Of some sterne Lion with whose sight they flie and he deuours So charg'd the Ilians Ithacus many and mightie men But then made Menelaus in and horrid Aiax then Aiax and Menelaus to the rescue of Vlysses Bearing a target like a tower close was his violent stand And euerie way the foe disperst when by the royall hand Kind Menelaus led away the hurt Laertes sonne Till his faire squire had brought his horse victorious Telamon Still plied the foe and put to sword a young Priamides Doriclus Priams bastard sonne then did his lance impresse Pandoâ—…us and strong Pyrasus Lysander and Palertes As when a torrent from the hils swolne with Saturnian showres Fals on the fields beares blasted Oakes and witherd rosine flowres Loose weeds and all dispersed filth into the Oceans force So matchlesse Aiax beat the field and slaughterd men and horse Yet had not Hector heard of this who fought on the left wing Of all the host neare those sweet herbs Scamanders flood doth spring Where many foreheads trode the ground and where the skirmish burnd Neare Nestor and king Idomen where Hector ouerturnd The Grecian squadrons authoring high seruice with his lance And skilfull manadge of his horse nor yet the discrepance He made in death betwixt the hosts had made the Greeks retire If faire-haird Hellens second spouse had not represt the fire Of bold Machaons fortitude who with a three-forkt head In his right shoulder wounded him then had the Grecians dread Lest in his strength declin'd the foe should slaughter their hurt fâ—…iend Then Cretes king vrg'd Neleides his chariot to ascend And getting neare him take him in and beare him to their tents A Surgeon is to be preferd with physicke ornaments Before a multitude his life giues hurt liues natiue bounds With sweet inspersion of fit balmes and perfect search of wounds Thus spake the royall Idomen Neleides obeyd And to his chariot presently the wounded Greeke conuaid The sonne of Esculapius the great Phisition To fleet they flew Cebriones perceiu'd the slaughter done By Aiax on the other troopes and spake to Hector thus Whiles we encounter Grecians here sterne Telamonius Is yonder raging turning vp in heapes our horse and men I know him by his spacious shield let vs turne chariot then Where both of horse and foote the fight most hotely is proposde In mutuall slaughters harke their throats from cries are neuer closd This said with his shrill scourge he strooke the horse that fast ensude Stung with his lashes tossing shields and carkasses imbrude The chariot tree was drownd in blood and th'arches by the seate Disperpled from the horses houes and from the wheelebands beate Great Hector long'd to breake the rankes and startle their close fight Who horribly amaz'd the Greeks and plyed their suddaine fright With busie weapons euer wingd his lance sword weightie stones Yet charg'd he other Leaders bands not dreadfull Telamons With whom he wisely shund foule blowes but Ioue that weighs aboue All humane pow'rs to Aiax breast diuine repressions droue And made him shun who shund himselfe he ceast from fight amaz'd Cast on his backe his seauen-fold shield and round about him gaz'd Like one turnd wilde lookt on himselfe in his distract retreate Knee before knee did scarcely moue as when from heards of Neate Whole threaues of Bores and mungrils chace a Lion skulking neare Loth he should taint the wel-prisd fat of any stall-fed steere Consuming all the night in watch he greedie of his prey Oft thrusting on is oft thrust off fo thicke the Iauelins play On his bold
sacred influence may blesse thy good intent And enter with thy gracious words euen to his full consent The admonition of a friend is sweet and vehement If any Oracle he shun or if his mother Queene Hath brought him some instinct from Ioue that fortifies his spleerie Let him resigne command to thee of all his Myrmidons And yeeld by that meanes some repulse to our confusions Adorning thee in his bright armes that his resembled forme May haply make thee thought himselfe and calme his hostile storme That so a little we may ease our ouercharged hands Draw some breath not expire it all the foe but faintly stands Beneath his labours and your charge being fierce and freshly giuen They easly from our tents and fleet may to their walls be driuen This mou'd the good Patroclus mind who made his vtmost haste T' informe his friend and at the fleet of Ithacus he past At which there markets were disposd counsels and martiall courts And where to th' Altars of the Gods they made diuineresorts He met renownd Eurypilus Euemons noble sonne Halting his thigh hurt with a shaft the liquid sweate did run Downe from his shoulders and his browes and from his raging wound Forth flow'd his melancholy blood yet still his mind was sound His sight in kinde Patroclus breast to sacred pittie turnd And nothing more immartiall for true ruth thus he mournd Ah wretched progenie of Greece Princes deiected kings Was it your fates to nourish beasts and serue the outcast wings Of sauage Vultures here in Troy Tell me Euemons fame Do yet the Greeks withstand his force whom yet no force can tame Or are they hopelesse throwne to death by his resistlesse lance Diuine Patroclus he replide no more can Greece aduance Defensiue weapons but to fleet they headlong must retire For those that to this howre haue held our fleet from hostile fire And are the bulwarks of our host lie wounded at their tents And Troys vnuanquishable pow◅e still as it toiles augments But take me to thy blacke sternd ship saue me and from my thie Cut out this arrow and the blood that is ingor'd and drie Wash with warme water from the wound then gentle salues apply Which thou knowest best thy Princely friend hath taught thee surgerie Whom of all Centaures the most iust Chyron did institute Thus to thy honorable hands my ease I prosecute Since our Physitians cannot helpe Machaon at his tent Needs a Physitian himselfe being Leach and patient And Podalirius in the field the sharpe conflict sustaines Strong Menetiades replide How shall I ease thy paines What shall we do Eurypilus I am to vse all haste To signifie to Thetis sonne occurrents that haue past At Nestors honorable suite but be that worke atchieu'd When this is done I will not leaue thy torments vnrelieu'd This said athwart his backe he cast beneath his breast his arme And nobly helpt him to his tent his seruants seeing his harme Dispread Ox-hides vpon the earth whereon Machaon lay Patroclus cut out the sharpe shaft and clearely washt away With luke-warme water the blacke blood then twixt his hands he brusde A sharpe and mitigatorie roote which when he had infusde Into the greene well-cleansed wound the paines he felt before Were well and instantly allaid the wound did bleed no more The end of the eleuenth Boooke THE TWELFTH BOOK OF HOMERS ILIA◅S THE ARGVMENT THe Troians at the trench their powres engage Though greeted by a bird of bad presage In fiue parts they diuide their powre to skale And Prince Sarpedon forceth downe the pale Great Hector from the Ports teares out a stone And with so dead a strength he sets it gone At those brode gates the Grecians made to g◅ard Their tents and ships that broken and vnbard They yeeld way to his powre when all contend To reach the ships which all at last ascend Another Argument My workes the Troians all the grace And doth the Grecian Fort deface PAtroclus thus emploid in cure of hurt Eurypilus Both hosts are all for other wounds doubly contentious One all wayes labouring to expell the other to inuade Nor could the brode dike of the Grecks nor that strong wall they made To guard their fleete be long vnrac't because it was not raisd By graue direction of the Gods nor were their Deities praisd When they begun with Hecatombes that then they might be sure Their strength being season'd wel with heauēs it should haue force t' endure And so the safeguard of their fleete and all their treasure there Infallibly had bene confirm'd when now their bulwarks were Not onely without powre of checke to their assaulting foe Euen now as soone as they were built but apt to ouerthrow Such as in verie little time shall burie all their sight And thought that euer they were made as long as the despight Of great Aeacides held vp and Hector went not downe And that by those two meanes stood safe king Priams sacred towne So long their rampire had some vse though now it gaue some way But when Troyes best men sufferd Fate and many Greeks did pay Deare for their sufferance then the rest home to their countrie turnd The tenth yeare of their warres at Troy and Troy was sackt and burnd And then the Gods fell to their Fort then they their powres imploy To ruine their worke and left lesse of that then they of Troy Neptun◅ and Phoeb◅ o◅erturne the Grecian rampire Neptune and Phoebus tumbl'd downe from the Idalian hils An inundation of all floods that thence the brode sea fils On their huge rampire in one glut all these together rorde Rhesus Heptaporus Rhodius Scamander the adorde The names of the riuers about Troy Caresus Simois Grenicus Aesepus of them all Apollo open'd the rough mouths and made their lustie fall Rauish the dustie champian where many a helme and shield And halfe-god race of men were strew'd and that all these might yeeld Full tribute to the heauenly worke Neptune and Phoebus wun Ioue to vnburthen the blacke wombes of clouds fild by the Sun And poure them into all their streames that quickly they might send The huge wall swimming to the Sea Nine dayes their lights did spend To nights in tempests and when all their vtmost depth had made Ioue Phoebus Neptune all came downe and all in state did wade To ruine of that impious fort Great Neptune went before Wrought with his trident and the stones trunkes rootes of trees he tore Out of the rampire tost them all into the Hellespont Euen all the prowd toile of the Greeks with which they durst confront The to-be-shunned Deities and not a stone remaind Of all their huge foundations all with the earth were plaind Which done againe the Gods turnd backe the siluer flowing floods By that vast channell through whose vaults they pourd abrode their broods And couerd all the ample shore againe with dustie sand And this the end was of that wall where now so many a hand Was emptied
any where mortals nor gods I feare Entirely pleasd with what he does though thus ye banquet here Thus tooke she place displeasedly the feast in generall Bewraying priuie splenes at Ioue and then to colour all She laught but meerly from her lips for ouer her blacke browes Her still-bent forehead was not cleer'd yet this her passions throwes Brought forth in spight being lately school'd alas what fooles are we That enuie Ioue or that by act word thought can fantasie Any resistance to his will he sits farre off nor cares Nor moues but sayes he knowes his strength to all degrees compares His greatnesse past all other gods and that in fortitude And euery other godlike powre he reignes past all indude For which great eminence all you Gods what euer ill he does Sustaine with patience here is Mars I thinke not free from woes And yet he beares them like himselfe The great God had a sonne Iâ—… speech of purpose to inâ—… Mâ—… Scoptiâ—… Whom he himselfe yet iustifies one that from all men wonne Iust surname of their best belou'd Ascalaphus yet he By Ioues high grace to Troy is slaine Mars started horribly As Iuno knew he would at this beate with his hurld out hands His brawnie thighes cried out and said O you that 〈◊〉 commands In these high temples beare with me if I reuenge the death Of such a sonne I le to the fleete and though I sinke beneath The fate of being shot to hell by Ioues fell thunder stone And lie all grim'd amongst the dead with dust and bloud my sonne Reuenge shall honour Then he charg'd Feare and Dismay to ioyne His horse and chariot he got armes that ouer heauen did shine And then a wrath more great and graue in Ioue had bene prepar'd Against the gods then Iuno causde if Pallas had not car'd More for the peace of heauen then Mars who leapâ—… out of her throne Rapt vp her helmet lance and shield and made her Phanes porch grone With her egression to his stay and thus his rage defers Furious and foolish th' art vndone hast thou for nought thine eares Pallas to Mars Heard'st thou not Iuno being arriu'd from heauens great king but now Or wouldst thou he himselfe should rise forc't with thy rage to show The dreadfull powre she vrg'd in him so iustly being stird Know thou most impudent and mad thy wrath had not inferd Mischiefe to thee but to vs all his spirit had instantly Left both the hosts and turn'd his hands to vprores in the skie Guiltie and guiltlesse both to wracke in his high rage had gone And therefore as thou louest thy selfe ceasse furie for thy sonne Another farre exceeding him in heart and strength of hand Or is or will be shortly slaine It were a b worke would stand Ioue in much trouble to free all from death that would not die This threat euen nail'd him to his throne when heauens chiefe Maiestie Cald bright Apollo from his Phane and Iris that had place Of Internunciesse from the Gods to whom she did the grace Of Iupiter to this effect It is Saturnius will Iuno to Apollo and Iris. That both with vtmost speed should stoope to the Idalian hill To know his further pleasure there And this let me aduise When you arriue and are in reach of his refulgent eyes His pleasure heard performe it all of whatsoeuer kind Thus mou'd she backe and vsde her throne Those two outstript the wind And Ida all enchac't with springs they soone attaind and found Where farre-discerning Iupiter in his repose had crown'd The browes of Gargarus and wrapt an odoriferous cloud About his bosome Coming neare they stood nor now he showd ' His angry countenance since so soone he saw they made th' accesse That his lou'd wife enioyn'd But first the faire Ambassadâ—…esse He thus commanded Iris Go to Neptune and relate Ioue to Iris. Our pleasure truly and at large command him from the Fate Of humane warre and either greete the gods societie Or the diuine sea make his seate If proudly he denie Let better counsels be his guides then such as bid me warre And tempt my charge though he be strong for I am stronger farre And elder borne nor let him dare to boast euen state with me Whom all Gods else preferre in feare This said downe hasted she From Idaes top to Ilion and like a mightie snow Or gelide haile that from the clouds the Northerne spirit doth blow So fell the windie-footed Dame and found with quicke repaire The watrie God to whom she said God with the sable haire Iris to 〈◊〉 I came from Aegis-bearing Ioue to bid thee ceasse from fight And visite heauen or th'ample seas which if in his despight Or disobedience thou deniest he threatens thee to come In opposite fight to field himselfe and therefore warnes thee home His hands eschewing since his powre is farre superiour His birth before thee and affirmes thy lou'd heart should abhorre To vaunt equalitie with him whom euery deitie feares He answerd O vnworthy thing though he be great he beares 〈◊〉 to Iris being 〈◊〉 with Iupiter His tongue too proudly that our selfe borne to an equall share Of state and freedome he would force Three brothers borne we are To Saturne Rhea brought vs forth this Iupiter and I And Pluto god of vnder-grounds The world indifferently The 〈◊〉 proper to 〈◊〉 Disposde betwixt vs euery one his kingdome I the seas Pluto the blacke lot Iupiter the principalities Neptune and Pluto being three brothers Of broad heauen all the skie and clouds was sorted out the earth And high Olympus common are and due to eithers birth Why then should I be aw'd by him Content he his great heart With his third portion and not thinke to amplifie his part With terrors of his stronger hands on me as if I were The most ignoble of vs all let him containe in feare His daughters and his sonnes begot by his owne person this Holds more conuenience they must heare these violent threats of his Shall I said Iris beare from thee an answer so austere Or wilt thou change it Changing minds all noble natures beare Iris to Nâ—…tune ' And well thou know'st these greatest borne the Furies follow still Neptune againe to Iris. He answerd Iris thy reply keepes time and shewes thy skill O t is a most praise-worthy thing when messengers can tell Besides their messages such things as fit th' occasion well But this much grieues my heart and soule that being in powre and state All wayes his equall and so fixt by one decree in fate He should to me as vnder him ill language giue and chide Yet now though still incenst I yeeld affirming this beside And I enforce it with a threat that if without consent Of me Minerua Mercurie the Queene of regiment And Vulcan he will either spare high Ilion or not race Her turrets to the lowest stone and with both these not grace The Greekes
some all Troy were laid vpon So like those torrents roar'd they backe to windie Ilion And so like tempests blew the horse with rauishing backe againe Those hote aâ—…sailants all their workes at fleete now rendred vaine Patroclus when he had disperst the formost Phalanxes Cald backe his forces to the fleete and would not let them prease As they desir'd too neare the towne but twixt the ships and floud And their steepe rampire his hand steept Reuenge in seas of bloud Then Pronous was first that fell beneath his fierie lance Which strooke his bare brest neare his shield The second Thestors chance Old Enops sonne did make himselfe who shrinking and set close In his faire seate euen with th'approch Patroclus made did lose All manly courage insomuch that from his hands his raines Fell flowing downe and his right iaw Patroclus lance attaines Strooke through his teeth and there it stucke and by it to him drew Dead Thestor to his chariot it shewd as when you view Simile An Anglet from some prominent rocke draw with his line and hooke A mightie fish out of the sea for so the Greeke did plucke The Troian gaping from his seate his iawes op't with the dart Which when Patroclus drew he fell his life and brest did part Then rusht he on Eryalus at whom he hurl'd a stone Which strake his head so in the midst that two was made of one Two wayes it fell cleft through his caske and then Tlepolemus Epaltes Damastorides Euippus Echius Ipheas bold Amphoterus and valiant Erymas And Polymelus by his sire surnam'd Argeadas He heapt vpon the much-fed earth When Ioues most worthy sonne Diuine Sarpedon saw these friends thus stayd and others runne â—…arpedon to the 〈◊〉 O shame why flie ye then he cride now shew ye feete enow Oâ—… keepe your way my selfe will meete the man that startles you To make me vnderstand his name that flants in conquest thus And hath so many able knees so soone dissolu'd to vs. Downe iumpt he from his chariot downe leapt his foe as light And as on some farre-looking rocke a cast of Vultures fight Simile Flie on each other strike and trusse part meete and then sticke by Tug both with crooked beakes and seres crie fight and fight and cry So fiercely fought these angry kings and shew'd as bitter gals Ioue turning eyes to this sterne fight his wife and sister cals 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the fate of 〈◊〉 And much mou'd for the Lycian Prince said O that to my sonne Fate by this day and man should cut a thread so nobly spunne Two minds distract me if I should now rauish him from fight And set him safe in Lycia or giue the Fates their right Austere Saturnius she replide what vniust words are theiâ—…e 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 A mortall long since markt by Fate wouldst thou immortalise Do but by no god be approu'd free him and numbers more Sonnes of immortals will liue free that death must taste before These gates of Ilion euery god will haue his sonne a god Or storme extremely Giue him then an honest period In braue fight by Patroclus sword if he be deare to thee Aâ—…d grieues thee for his danger'd life of which when he is free Let Death and Somnus beare him hence till Lycias naturall wombe Receiue him from his brothers hands and citizens a Tombe And columne raisd to him this is the honor of the dead She said and her speech rul'd his powre but in his safeties stead For sad ostent of his neare death he steept his liuing name In drops of blood heauen swet for him which earth drunke to his fame And now as this high combat grew to this too humble end Sarpedons death had this state more t was vsherd by his friend And chariotere braue Thrasimed whom in his bellies rim Patroclus wounded with his lance and endlesse ended him And then another act of name foreranne his princely fate His first lance missing he let flie a second that gaue date Sarpedon 〈◊〉 Pedasus one of â—…chilles horse Of violent death to Pedasus who as he ioy'd to die By his so honorable hand did euen in dying ney His ruine startl'd th' other steeds the geres crackt and the raines Strappl'd his fellowes whose mis-rule Automedoâ—… restraines By cutting the intangling geres and so dissundering quite The braue-slaine Beast when both the rest obeyd and went foreright And then the royall combattants fought for the finall stroke The last 〈◊〉 of Sarpedon and Patroclus When Lycias Generall mist againe his high-raisde 〈◊〉 tooke Aboue his shoulder emptie way But no such 〈◊〉 flight Patroclus let his speare performe that on the breast did light Of his braue foe where lifes strings close about the solid hart Impressing a recurelesse wound his kâ—…ees then left their part And let him fall when like an Oke a Poplar or a Pine New feld by arts-men on the hils â—…e stretcht his forme 〈◊〉 Before his horse and chariot And as a Lion leapes Simile Vpon a goodly yellow Bull driues all the herd in heapes And vnder his vnconquerd iawes the braue beast sighing diâ—…s So sigh'd Sarpedon vnderneath this prince of enemies Cald Glaucus to him his deare friend and said Now 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 dying to Glaucus his friend Much dutie owe to fight and armes now for my loue it 〈◊〉 Thy heart in much hand to approue that warre 〈◊〉 harmefull 〈◊〉 How actiue all thy forces are this one houres act must show 〈◊〉 First call our Lycian Captaines vp looke round and bring vp 〈◊〉 And all exhort to stand like friends about Sarpedons fall And spend thy selfe thy steele for me for be assurd no day Of all thy life to thy last houre can cleare thy blacke dismay In woe and infamie for me if I be taken hence Spoil'd of mine armes and thy renowme despoil'd of my defence Stand firme then and confirme thy men This said the bounds of death Concluded all sight to his eyes and to his nosthrils breath Patroclus though his guard was strong forc't way through euery doubt Climb'd his high bosome with his foote and pluckt his iauelin out And with it drâ—…w the filme and strings of his yet-panting hart And last together with the pile his princely soule did part His horse spoil'd both of guide and king thicke snoâ—…ing and amaz'd And apt to flight the Myrmâ—…dons made nimbly to and seaz'd Glaucus to heare his friend aske aide of him past all the râ—…st Though well he knew his wound vncur'd Confusion fild his brest The sorrow of Glaucus for Sarpedon and praier to Phâ—…bus Not to haue good in any powre and yet so much good will And laying his hand vpon his wound that pain'd him sharply still And was by Teucers hand set on from their assail'd steepe wall In keeping hurt from other men he did on Phoebus call The god of Medcines for his cure Thou king of cures said he That art perhaps in
bodie close to which when each had prest for prise Hector the head laid hand vpon which once gript neuer could Be forc't from him Patroclus then vpon the feete got hold And he pincht with as sure a naile so both stood â—…ugging there While all the rest made eager fight and grappl'd euery where And as the East and South wind striue to make a loftie wood Simile Bow to their greatnesse barkie Elmes wild Ashes Beeches bowd Euen with the earth in whose thicke armes the mightie vapors lie And tosse by turnes all either way their leaues at randon flie Boughs murmure and their bodies cracke and with perpetuall din The Syluans falter and the stormes are neuer to begin So rag'd the fight and all from Flight pluckt her forgotten wings While some still stucke still new wingd shafts flew dancing from their strings Huge stones sent after that did shake the shields about the corse Who now in dusts soft forehead stretcht forgat his guiding horse As long as Phoebus turn'd his wheeles about the midst of heauen So long the touch of eithers darts the fals of both made euen But when his waine drew neare the West the Greeks past measure were The abler souldiers and so swept the Troian tumult cleare From off the bodie out of which they drew the hurl'd-in darts And from his shoulders stript his armes and then to more such parts Patroclus turn'd his striuing thoughts to do the Troians ill Thrice like the god of warre he charg'd his voice as horrible And thrice nine those three charges slue but in the fourth assay O then Patroclus shew'd thy last the dreadfull Sunne made way Against that on-set yet the Prince discern'd no deitie He kept the prease so and besides obscur'd his glorious eye With such felt darknesse At his backe he made a sodaine stand And twixt his necke and shoulders laid downe-right with either hand A blow so weightie that his eyes a giddie darknesse tooke And from his head his three-plum'd helme the bounding violence shooke That rung beneath his horses hooues and like a water-spout Was crusht together with the fall The plumes that set it out All spatterd with blacke bloud and dust when euer heretofore It was a capitall offence to haue or dust or gore Defile a triple-feather'd helme but on the head diuine And youthfull temples of their Prince it vsde vntoucht to shine Yet now Ioue gaue it Hectors hands the others death was neare Besides whose lost and filed helme his huge long weightie speare Well bound with iron in his hand was shiuerd and his shield Fell from his shoulders to his feete the bawdricke strewing the field His Curets left him like the rest and all this onely done By great Apollo Then his mind tooke in confusion The vigorous knittings of his ioynts dissolu'd and thus diâ—…maid A Dardan one of Panthus sons and one that ouerlaid All Troians of his place with darts swift footing skill and force In noble horsmanship and one that tumbl'd from their horse One after other twentie men and when he did but learne The art of warre nay when he first did in the field discerne A horse and chariot of his guide this man with all these parts His name Euphorbus comes behind and twixt the shoulders darts Forlorne Patroclus who yet liu'd and th' other getting forth His Iauelin tooke him to his strength nor durst he stand the worth Of thee Patroclus though disarmd who yet discomfited By Phoebus and Euphorbus wound the red heape of the dead He now too late shund and retir'd When Hector saw him yeeld And knew he yeelded with a wound he scour'd the armed field Came close vp to him and both sides strooke quite through with his lance He fell and his most weightie fall gaue fit tune to his chance For which all Greece extremely mourn'd And as a mightie strife Simile About a litle fount begins and riseth to the life Of some fell Bore resolu'd to drinke when likewise to the spring A Lion comes alike disposde the Bore thirsts and his King Both proud and both will first be seru'd and then the Lion takes Aduantage of his soueraigne strength and th' other fainting makes Resigne his thirst vp with his bloud Patroclus so enforc't When he had forc't so much braue life was from his owne diuorc't And thus his great Diuorcer brau'd Patroclus thy conceit Hectors insultation ouer Patroclus being woun ded vnder him Gaue thee th'euersion of our Troy and to thy fleete a freight Of Troian Ladies their free liues put all in bands by thee But too much priser of thy selfe all these are propt by me For these haue my horse stretcht their hoofes to this so long a warre And I farre best of Troy in armes keepe off from Troy as farre Euen to the last beame of my life their necessary day And here in place of vs and ours on thee shall Vultures prey Poore wretch nor shall thy mightie Friend affoord thee any aid That gaue thy parting much deepe charge And this perhaps he said Martiall Patroclus turne not face nor see my fleete before The curets from great Hectors breast all guilded with his gore Thou hew'st in peeces if thus vaine were his far-stretcht commands As vaine was thy heart to beleeue his words lay in thy hands He languishing replide This proues thy glory worse then vaine Patroclus langu to Hector That when two gods haue giuen thy hands what their powres did obtaine They conquering and they spoiling me both of my armes and mind It being a worke of ease for them thy soule should be so blind To ouersee their euident deeds and take their powres to thee When if the powres of twentie such had dar'd t' encounter me My lance had strew'd earth with them all Thou onely doest obtaine A third place in my death whom first a harmfull fate hath 〈◊〉 Effected by Latonas sonne second and first of men Euphorbus And this one thing more concernes thee note it then Thou shalt not long suruiue thy selfe nay now Death cals for thee And violent fate Achilles lance shall make this good for me Thus death ioyn'd to his words his end his soule tooke instant wing And to the house that hath no lights descended sorrowing For his sad fate to leaue him yong and in his ablest age He dead yet Hector askt him why in that prophetique rage He so forespake him when none knew but great Achilles might Preuent his death and on his lance receiue his latest light Thus setting on his side his foote he drew out of his wound His brazen lance and vpwards cast the body on the ground When quickly while the dart was hote he charg'd Automâ—…don Hector charges 〈◊〉 Automâ—…don for Achilles horses Diuine guide of Achilles steeds in great contention To seise him to but his so swift and deathlesse horse that fetch Their gift to Peleus from the gods soone rap't him from his reach COMMENTARIVS a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉
person which sweare thou These faire and temperate termes Farre fled Achilles his browes bent and out flew this reply Hector thou onely pestilence in all mortalitie Achilles sterne reply to Hector To my sere spirits neuer set the point twixt thee and me Any conditions but as farre as men and Lions flie All termes of couenant lambes and wolues in so farre opposite state Impossible for loue t' attone stand we till our soules satiate The god of souldiers do not dreame that our disiunction can Endure condition Therefore now all worth that fits a man Call to thee all particular parts that fit a souldier And they all this include besides the skill and spirit of warre Hunger for slaughter and a hate that eates thy heart to eate Thy foes heart This stirs this supplies in death the killing heate And all this needst thou No more flight Pallas Athenia Will quickly cast thee to my lance now now together draw All griefes for vengeance both in me and all my friends late dead That bled thee raging with thy lance This said he brandished His long lance and away it sung which Hector giuing view Achilles first encounter with Hector Stoupt low stood firme foreseeing it best and quite it ouerflew Fastening on earth * Pallas Athenia drew it and gaue her friend Vnseene of Hector Hector then thus spake Thou want'st thy end God-like Achilles now I see thou hast not learn'd my fate Of Ioue at all as thy high words would brauely intimate Much tongue affects thee cunning words well serue thee to prepare Thy blowes with threats that mine might faint with want of spirit to dare But my backe neuer turnes with breath it was not borne to beare Burthens of wounds strike home before driue at my breast thy speare As mine at thine shall and trie then if heauens will fauor thee With scape of my lance O would Ioue would take it after me And make thy bosome take it all an easie end would crowne Our difficult warres were thy soule fled thou most bane of our towne Thus flew his dart toucht at the midst of his vast shield and flew Hector at Achilles A huge way from it but his heart wrath enterd with the view Of that hard scape and heauie thoughts strooke through him when he spide His brother vanisht and no lance beside left out he cride Deiphobus another lance Lance nor Deiphobus Hâ—…ctors amaze with the deceit of Pallas Stood neare his call And then his mind saw all things ominous And thus suggested Woe is me the gods haue cald and I Must meete Death here Deiphobus I well hop't had bene by With his white shield but our strong wals shield him and this deceit Flowes from Minerua now ô now ill death comes no more flight No more recouerie O Ioue this hath bene otherwise Thy bright sonne and thy selfe haue set the Greeks a greater prise Of Hectors bloud then now of which euen iealous you had care But Fate now conquers I am hers and yet not she shall share In my renowme that life is left to euery noble spirit And that some great deed shall beget that all liues shall inherit Thus forth his sword flew sharpe and broad and borâ—… a deadly weight The last encounter of Achilles and Hector With which he rusht in And looke how an Eagle from her height Stoopes to the rapture of a Lambe or cuffes a timorous Hare So fell in Hector and at him Achilles his minds â—…are Was fierce and mightie his shield cast a Sun-like radianâ—… Helme nodded and his foure plumes shooke and when he raisde his lance Vp Hesperus rose amongst th' euening starres His bright and sparliling 〈◊〉 Lookt through the body of his foe and sought through all that prise The next way to his thirsted life Of all wayes onely one Appear'd to him and thas was where th'vnequall winding bone That ioynes the shoulders and the necke had place and where there lay The speeding way to death and there his quicke eye could display The place it sought euen through those armes his friend Patrâ—…lus wore When Hector slue him There he aim'd and there his iauelin tore Sterne passage quite through Hectors necke yet mist it so his throte It gaue him powre to change some words but downe to earth it got Hâ—…ctor wounded to death His fainting bodie Then triumpht diuine Aeacides Hector said he thy heart supposde that in my friends deceasse Achilles insultation Thy life was safe my absent arme not car'd for Foole he left One at the fleete that better'd him and he it is that reâ—…t Thy strong knees thus and now the dogs and fowles in foulest vse Shall teare thee vp thy corse exposde to all the Greeks abuse He fainting said Let me implore euen by thy knees and soule Hâ—…ctors dâ—…ing request to Achilles And thy great parents do not see a crueltie so foule Inflicted on me brasse and gold receiue at any rate And quit my person that the Peeres and Ladies of our state May tombe it and to sacred fire turne thy prophane decrees Dog he replied vrge not my ruth by parents â—…oule nor knees Achillâ—… infleâ—…bilitie I would to God that any rage would let me eate 〈◊〉 raw Slic't into peeces so beyond the right of any law I tast thy merits and beleeue it flies the force of man To rescue thy head from the dogs Giue all the gold they can If ten or twentie times so much as friends would rate thy price Were tenderd here with vowes of more to buy the cruelâ—…es I here haue vow'd and after that thy father with his gold Would free thy selfe all that should faile to let â—…hy mother hold Solemnities of death with thee and do thee such a grace To mourne thy whole corse on a bed which 〈◊〉 I le deâ—…ce With fowles and dogs He dying said I kâ—…owing thâ—… well 〈◊〉 Thy now tried tyrannie nor hopâ—… for any other â—…aw Of nature or of nations and that feare fore't much more Then death my flight which neuer toucht at Hectâ—…s 〈◊〉 before Hectors prophecy of Achilles deâ—…h A soule of iron informes thee marke what 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Will giue me of thee for this rage when in the Scâ—…ri gates Phoebus and Paris meete with thee Thus deathâ—… hand 〈◊〉 his eyes His soule flying his â—…aire â—…ms to hell mourning 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 To part so with his youth and strength Thâ—… dâ—…d thus Tâ—…is sonne His prophecie answer'd Die thou now when my short thred is spunne I le beare it as the will of Ioue This said his brazen speare He drew and stucke by then his armes that all embrewed were He spoil'd his shoulders off Then all the Greeks ran in to him To see his person and admir'd his terror-stirring lim The Greeks adâ—…ration of Hectors person being slaine Yet none stood by that gaue no wound to his so goodly forme When each to other said O Ioue he is not in the