Ringedmushroomstoldofthem，andintheirthroats，Oldwesthatgatheredherbsandknewtoomuch。
　　Thepensionedforesterbesidehiscrutch，Struckshowersfromembersatthosebodefulnotes。
　　Camethentheone，allear，alleye，allheart；
　　Devourer，andinsensiblydevoured；
　　Inwhomthecityoverforestflowered，Theforestwreathedthecity’sdrama-mart。
　　TherefoundheinnewformthatDragonold，Fromtangledsolitudesexpelled；andtaughtHowblindlyeachitsantidotebesought；
　　Foreither’sbreaththeneedsofeithertold。
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　　Nowdeepinwoods，withsongnosermon’sdrone，Heshowedwhatcharmthehumanconcourseworks：
　　Amidthepressofmen，whatrtuelurksWherebubblesacredwellsofwildnesslone。
　　Ourconquestthese：ifhaplyweretainThereverencethatne’erwilloverrunDueboundariesofrealmsfromNaturewon，Norletthepoet’saweinrapturewane。
　　“Heighme!brazenoffront，thougluttonforplunder，howcanone，Servantheretothymandates，heedtheeamongourAchaians，Eitherthemissionhieonorstoutlydofightwiththefoemen？
　　I，nothitherIfaredonaccountofthespear-armedTrojans，Pledgedtothecombat；theyuntomehaveinnowiseaharmdone；
　　Neverhavethey，ofatruth，comeliftingmyhorsesoroxen；
　　Neverindeep-soiledPhthia，thenurserofheroes，myharvestsRavaged，they；forbetweenusisnumberedfullmanyadarksomeMountain，ay，therewithtoothestretchofthewindysea-waters。
　　Ohugelyshameless!theedidwefollowtoheartenthee，justicePluckfromtheDardansforhim，Menelaos，theetoo，thoudog-eyed!
　　Whereoflittlethythoughtis，noughtwhateverthoureckest。
　　Worse，itisthouwhosethreat’tistorashmyprizefromme，portionWonwithmuchlabour，thewhichmygiftfromthesonsofAchaia。
　　Never，insooth，haveIknownmyprizeequalthinewhenAchaiansGavesomeflourishingpopulousTrojantownuptopillage。
　　Nay，sure，minewerethehandsdidmostinthestormofthecombat，Yetwhencameperadventureshareofthebootyamongstus，Biggertotheewenttheprize，whileIsomesmallblessedthingboreOfftotheships，myshareofrewardformytoilinthebloodshed!
　　SonowgoItoPhthia，forbetterbymuchitbeseemsmeHomewardgowithmybeakedshipsnow，andIholdnotinprospect，Ibeingoutraged，thoumaystgatherhereplunderandwealth-store。“
　　THEINVECTEOFACHILLES——Iliad，i。225
　　“Bibberbesotted，withscowlofacur，hangheartofadeer，thou!
　　Nevertojointothywarriorsarmedforthepressoftheconflict，NeverforambushforthwiththeprinceliestsonsofAchaiaDaredthysoul，fortotheethatthingwouldhavelookedasadeath-
　　stroke。
　　Sooth，moreeasyitseems，downthelengthenedarrayofAchaians，Snatchattheprizeoftheonewhosevoicehasbeenliftedagainstthee。
　　Raveningkingofthefolk，forthatthouhastthyruleoverabjects；
　　Else，sonofAtreus，nowwerethisoutrageonmethylastone。
　　Nay，butItellthee，andIdoswearabigoathonitlikewise：
　　Yea，bythesceptrehere，anditsurelybearsbranchesandleaf-budsNeveragain，sincefirstitwasloppedfromitstrunkonthemountains，Nomoresprouting；forrounditallcleanhasthesharpmetalclippedoffLeavesandthebark；ay，verifynowdothesonsofAchaia，GuardianhandsofthecounselsofZeus，pronouncingthejudgement，Holditaloft；sonowuntotheeshalltheoathhaveitsportent；
　　LoudwillthecryforAchillesburstfromthesonsofAchaiaThroughoutthearmy，andthouchafepowerless，thoughinananguish，Howtogesuccourwhenvastcropsdownunderman-slayingHectorTumbleexpiring；andthoudeepintheeshalttearatthyheart-
　　strings，Rage-wrung，thou，thatinnoughtthoudidsthonourtheflowerofAchaians。“
　　Likeasaterriblefirefeedsfastonaforestenormous，Uponamountainheight，andtheblazeofitradiatesroundfar，SoonthebrightblestarmsofthehostintheirmarchdidthesplendourGleamwideroundthroughthecircleofairrightuptothesky-
　　vault。
　　They，now，aswhenswarmthickintheairmultitudinouswingedflocks，Beitofgeeseorofcranesorthelong-neckedtroopsofthewild-
　　swans，OffthatAsianmead，bytheflowofthewatersofKaistros；
　　Hitherandyonflythey，andrejoicinginprideoftheirpinions，Clamour，shapedtotheirranks，andthemeadallaboutthemresoundeth；
　　SothosenumeroustribesfromtheirshipsandtheirshelteringspouredforthOnthatplainofScamander，andhorriblerumbledbeneaththemEarthtothequick-pacedfeetofthemenandthetrampofthehorse-
　　hooves。
　　Stoppedtheythenonthefair-flower’dfieldofScamander，theirthousandsManyasleavesandtheblossomsbornoftheflowerfulseason。
　　Evenascountlesshot-pressedfliesintheirmultitudestraverse，Cloudsofthem，undersomeherdsman’swonning，wherethenarethemilk-pailsAlso，fulloftheirmilk，inthebountifulseasonofspring-time；
　　Evensothicklythelong-hairedsonsofAchaiatheplainheld，PromptforthedashattheTrojanhost，withthepassiontocrushthem。
　　Those，likewise，asthegoatherds，eyeingtheirvastflocksofgoats，knowEasilyonefromtheotherwhenallgetmedo’erthepasture，Sodidthechieftainsrankthemherethereintheirplacesforonslaught，Hardonthepushofthefray；andamongthemKingAgamemnon，He，forhiseyesandhishead，aswhenZeusglowsgladinhisthunder，HewiththegirdleofAres，hewiththebreastofPoseidon。
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　　These，then，heleft，andawaywhererankswerenowclashingthethickest，Onwardrushed，andwithhimrushedallofthebright-greavedAchaians。
　　Footthenfootmenslew，thatwereflyingfromdirefulcompulsion，Horseatthehorsemenupfromoffunderthemmountedthedust-
　　cloud，Upofftheplain，raisedupcloud-thickbythethunderinghorse-
　　hooves
　　Hewedwiththesword’ssharpedge；andsomeanwhileLordAgamemnonFollowed，chasingandslaughteringaye，on-urgeingtheArges。
　　Now，aswhenfirevoraciouscatchestheunclippedwood-land，Thiswaybearsitandthatthegreatwhirlofthewind，andthescrubwoodStretchesuptorn，flungforwardalengthbythefire’sfuryrageing，SobeneathAtreidesAgamemnonheadsofthescatteredTrojansfell；andinnumbersamanythehorses，neck-stiffened，Rattledtheirvacantcarsdowntheroadwaygapsofthewar-field，Missingtheblamelesscharioteers，but，forthese，theywereoutstretchedFlatuponearth，fardearertovulturesthantotheirhome-mates。
　　PARISANDDIOMEDES——Iliad，，378
　　Sohe，withaclearshoutoflaughter，Forthofhisambushleapt，andhevauntedhim，utteringthiswise：
　　“Hitthouart!notinvainflewtheshaft；howbyrightsithadpiercedtheeIntotheundermostgut，therewithtohaveredtheeoflife-breath!
　　FollowingthathadtheTrojanspluckedanewbreathfromtheirdirest，Theyallfrightedofthee，asthegoatsbleatinflightfromalion。“
　　ThenuntohimuntroubledmadeanswerstoutDiomedes：
　　“Bow-puller，jiber，thybowforthyglorying，spyeratrgins!
　　Ifthatthoudared’stfacemehereoutintheopenwithweapons，Nothingthenwouldavailtheethybowandthythickshotofarrows。
　　Nowthouplumesttheevainlybecauseofagrazeofmyfootsole；
　　ReckIaswerethatstrokefromawomanorsomepettishinfant。
　　Ayefliesbluntedthedartofthemanthat’semasculate，noughtworth!
　　Otherwisehits，forthflyingfromme，andbutstrikesittheslightest，Mykeenshaft，anditnumbersamanofthedeadfallenstraightway。
　　Torn，troth，thenarethecheeksofthewifeofthatmanfallenslaughtered，Orphanshisbabes，fullsurelyhereddenstheearthwithhisblood-
　　drops，Rotting，roundhimthebirds，morenumeroustheythanthewomen。“
　　HYPNOSONIDA——Iliad，x，283
　　Theythentofountain-abundantIda，motherofwildbeasts，Came，andtheyfirstleftoceantofareovermainlandatLektos，Whereunderneathoftheirfeetwavedloftiestgrowthsofthewoodland。
　　TherehungHypnosfast，erethesionofZeuswasobservant，Mounteduponatallpine-tree，tallestofpinesthatonIdaLustilyspringoffsoilfortheshootupaloftintoaether。
　　Theredidhesitwell-cloakedbythewide-branchedpineforconcealment，Thatloudbird，inhisformlike，thatperchedhighupinthemountains，ChalkisisnamedbytheGods，butofmortalsknownasKymindis。
　　Notthesea-wavesobellowsabroadwhenitburstsuponshingle，Whippedfromthesea’sdeepsupbytheterribleblastoftheNorthwind；
　　Nay，norisevertheroarofthefiercefire’srushsoarousing，Downalongmountain-glades，whenitsurgestokindleawoodland；
　　Nay，norsotonantthundersthestressofthegaleintheoak-trees’
　　Foliage-tresseshigh，whenitragestoraveingitsutmost；
　　AsrosethenstupendoustheTrojan’scryandAchaians’，Dreadupshoutingasonewhentogethertheyclashedintheconflict。
　　SonowthehorsesofAiakides，offwideofthewar-ground，Wept，sincefirsttheywerewareoftheircharioteeroverthrownthere，Castdownlowinthewhirlofthedustunderman-slayingHector。
　　Sooth，meanwhile，thendidAutomedon，bravesonofDiores，Oft，ontheonehand，urgethemwithflicksoftheswiftwhip，andoft，too，Coaxentreatingly，hurriedly；whilesdidheangrilythreaten。
　　Vainly，forthesewouldnottotheships，totheHellespontspacious，Backwardturn，norbewhippedtothebattleamongtheAchaians。
　　Nay，asapillarremainsimmovable，fedonthetombstone，Haply，ofsomedeadmanoritmaybeawomanthere-under；
　　Evenlikehardstoodtheythereattachedtothegloriouswar-car，Earthwardbowedwiththeirheads；andofthemsolamentingincessantRanthehotteardropsdownwardontotheearthfromtheireyelids，Mourningtheircharioteer；alltheirlustrousmanesdusty-clotted，Rightsideandleftoftheyoke-ringtossed，tothebreadthoftheyoke-bow。
　　NowwhentheissueofKronosbeheldthatsorrow，hisheadshookPityingthemfortheirgrief，thesewordsthenhespakeinhisbosom；
　　“Why，yehapless，gavewetoPeleusyou，toamortalMaster；yethatareagelessboth，yebothofyoudeathless!
　　Wasitthatyeamongmenmostwretchedshouldcometohaveheart-
　　grief？
　　’Tismosttrue，thantheraceofthesemenistherewretchedernowhereAughtoverearth’srangefoundthatisgiftedwithbreathandhasmovement。“
　　THEMARESOFTHECAMARGUE——Fromthe’Mireio’ofMistralAhundredmares，allwhite!theirmanesLikemace-reedofthemarshyplainsThick-tufted，wavy，freeo’theshears：
　　AndwhenthefierysquadronrearsBurstingatspeed，eachmaneappearsEvenasthewhitescarfofafayFloatingupontheirnecksalongtheheavensaway。
　　Oraceofhumankind，takeshame!
　　Forneveryetahandcouldtame，NorbitterspurthatripstheflankssubdueThemaresoftheCamargue。Ihaveknown，Bytreasonsnared，somecaptesshown；
　　ExpatriatefromtheirnateRhone，Ledoff，theirsalinepasturesfarfromew：
　　Andonaday，withpromptrebound，Theyhaveflungtheirriderstotheground，Andatasinglegallop，scouringfree，Wide-nostril’dtothewind，twicetenOflongmarsh-leaguesdevour’d，andthen，BacktotheVacaresagain，AftertenyearsofslaveryjusttobreathesaltseaForofthissavageraceunbent，Theoceanistheelement。
　　OfoldescapedfromNeptune’scar，fullsure，Stillwiththewhitefoamfleck’darethey，Andwhentheseapuffsblackfromgrey，Andshipspartcables，loudlyneighThestallionsofCamargue，alljoyfulintheroar；
　　AndkeenasawhiptheylashandcrackTheirtailsthatdragthedust，andbackScratchuptheearth，andfeel，enteringtheirflesh，wherehe，TheGod，dresdeephistridentteeth，Whoinonehorror，above，beneath，Bidsstormandwaterydelugeseethe，Andshatterstotheirdepthstheabyssesofthesea。
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