The Iliad (Audiobook) by Homer - Book 8

Book 8 : The Tide Turns Against the Greeks
Zeus declares that the Trojans will have the upper hand. The Greeks are pushed back, and their situation worsens. Summary by Dream Audiobooks

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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Dream Audio Books presents section eight of the Iliad by Homer,
translated by Samuel Butler. Book eight. Jove forbids the gods
to interfere further. There is an even fight till midday,
but then Jove inclines the scales of victory in favor
of the Trojans, who eventually chase the Achaeans within their wall.

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Juno and Minerva set out to help the Trojans. Jove
Sendsyrus to turn them back, but later on he promises
Juno that she shall have her way. In the end,
Hector's triumph is stayed. By nightfall. The Trojans bivouac on
the plain. Now in morning, clad in her robe of saffron,

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had begun to suffuse light over the earth. Jove called
the gods in council on the topmost crest of serrated Olympus.
Then he spoke, and all the other gods gave here
hear me, said he gods and guidesses, that I may
speak even as I am minded. Let none of you
know the Goddess as nor God, try to cross me.

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But obey me, every one of you, that I may
bring this matter to an end. If I see anyone
acting apart and helping either Trojans or Danaeans, he shall
be beaten inordinately. Ere he come back again to Olympus,
or I will hurl him down into dark to Tarus,
far into the deepest pit under the earth, where the
gates are iron and the floor bronze, as far beneath

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Hades as Heaven is high above the earth, that you
may learn how much the mightiest I am among you.
Try me and find out for yourselves. Hangs me a
golden chain from heaven, and lay hold of it, all
of you, gods and goddesses together, dug as you will.
You will not drag Jove, the supreme counselor, from Heaven

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to earth. But were I to pull it it myself,
I should draw you up with earth and see into
the bargain. Then would I bind the chain about some
pinnacle of Olympus and leave you all dangling in the
mid firmament. So far am I above all others, either
of gods or men. They were frightened, and all of
them held their peace, for he had spoken masterfully. But

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at last Minerva answered, father, son of Saturn, King of Kings,
we all know that your might is not to be gainsaid.
But we are also sorry for the Danayan warriors who
are perishing and coming to a bad end. We will, however,
since you so bid us, refrain from actual fighting, but
we will make serviceable suggestions to the archives that they

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may not all of them perish in your displeasure. Job
smiled at her and answered, take heart, my child, Trito born,
I am not really in earnest, and I wish to
be kind to you. With this, he yoked his fleet
horses with hoofs of bronze and manes of glittering gold.
He girded himself also with gold about the body, seized

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his gold whip, and took his seat in his chariot.
Thereon he lashed his horses, and they flew forth nothing
loth midway TwixT her and starry heaven. After a while
he reached many fountained Ida, mother of wild beasts and gargarus,
where I his grove and fragrant altar. There, the father
of gods and men stayed. His horses, took them from

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the chariot and hid them in a thick cloud. Then
he took his seat, all glorious upon the topmost crests,
looking down upon the city of Troy and the ships
of the Achaeans. The Achaeans took their morning meal hastily
at the ships, and afterwards put on their armor. The Trojans,
on the other hand, likewise armed themselves throughout the city,

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fewer in numbers, but nevertheless eger were forced to do
battle for their wives and children. All the gates were
flung wide open, and horse and foot sallied forth with
the trampers of a great multitude. When they were got
together in one place, shield clashed with shield and spear
with spear in the conflict of mail clad men. Mighty
was the din. As the bossed shields pressed hard on

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one another, death cry and shout of true armp of
slain and slayers, and the earth ran red with blood.
Now so long as the day waxed, and it was
still morning. Their weapons beat against one another, and the
people fell. But when the sun had reached mid heaven,
the Sire of All balanced his golden scales and put
two fates of death within them, one for the Trojans

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and the other for the Achaeans. He took the balance
by the middle, and when he lifted it up, the
day of the Achaeans sank the death fraught scale of
the Achaeans settled down upon the ground, while that of
the Trojans rose heavenwards. Then he thundered aloud from Ida
and sent the glare of his lightning upon the Achaeans.
When they saw this, pale fear fell upon them, and

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they were sore afraid. Idamanaeus dared not stay, nor yet Agamemnon,
nor did the two Ajaxes, servants of Mars, hold their
ground nest to a knight of Jerene alone stood firm
bulwark of the Achaeans, not of his own will. But
one of his horses was disabled. Alexandras, husband of lovely Helen,

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had hit it with an arrow, just on the top
of its head, where the mane begins to grow away
from the skull, a very deadly place. The horse bounded
in his anguish as the arrow pierced his brain, and
his struggles threw others into confusion. The old man instantly
began cutting the traces with his sword, but Hector's fleet
horses bore down upon him through the rout with their
bold charioteer. Even Hector himself and the old man would

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have perished there and then had not Diomed been quick
to mark, and with a loud cry, called Ulysses to
help him. Ulysses, he cried, noble son of Laertes, where
are you flying to with your back turned like a coward?
See that you are not struck with a spear between
the shoulders. Stay here and help me to defend Nestor
from this man's furious onset. Ulysses would not give ear,

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but sped onward to the ships of the Achaeans, and
the son of Tydeus, flinging himself alone into the thick
of the fight, took his stand before the horses of
the son of Nelius. Sir, said he, these young warriors
are pressing you hard. Your force is spent, and age
is heavy upon you. Your squire is nought, and your
horses are slow to move. Mount my chariot, and see

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what the horses of tros can do, how cleverly they
can scud hither and thither over the plain, either in
flight or in pursuit. I took them from the hero
and Neus. Let our squires attend to your own steeds,
but let us drive mine straight at the Trojans, that
hector may learn how furiously I too can wield my spear. Nestor,
Knight of Jerene. Hearkened to his words. Thereon, the doughty

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squires tenless and kind hearted Eurymadon sought to Nestor's horses.
While the two both mounted Diomed's chariot. Nestor took the
reins in his hands and lashed the horses on. They
were soon close up with Hector, and the son of
Tedious aimed a spear at him as he was charging
full speed towards them. He missed him, but struck his
charioteer and squire Aniopious, son of Noble Thebius, in the

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breast by the nipple while the reins were in his hands,
so that he died there. And then the horses swerved
as he fell headlong from the chariot. Hector was greatly
grieved at the loss of his chariot tear, but let
him lie for all his sorrow while he went in
quest of another driver. Nor did his steeds have to
go long without one, for he presently found brave Arkeptolemus,

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the son of Ephetus, and made him get up behind
the horses, giving the reins into his hand. All had
then been lost, and no help for it, for they
would have been penned up in Ilius like sheep, had
not the sire of God's and men been quick to
mark and hurled a fiery, flaming thunderbolt, which fell just
in front of Diomed's horses with a flare of burning brimstone.

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The horses were frightened and tried to back beneath the car,
while the reins dropped from Nestor's hands. Then he was
afraid and said to Diomed, son of Tydeus, turn your
horses in flight. See you not that the hand of
Jove is against you to day? I v utsaes victory
to Hector to morrow. If it so please him, he
will again grant it to ourselves. No man, however brave

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methought the purpose of Jove, for he is far stronger
than any. Diomed answered, all that you have said is true.
There is grief, however, which pierces me to the very heart.
For Hector will talk among the Trojans and say, the
son of Tydeus fled before me to the ships. This
is the vaunty will make, and may earth then swallow
me son of Titius, replied Nestor, what mean you. Though

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hectors say that you are a coward, the Trojans and
Dardanians will not believe him. Nor yet the wives are
the mighty warriors whom you have laid low. So saying,
he turned the horses back through the thick of the battle,
and with a cry that rent the air, the Trojans
and Hector reined their darts after them. Hector shouted to
him and said, son of Titius, the Daraians have done

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you honor hitherto as regards your place at table, the
meals they give you, and the filling of your cup
with wine. Henceforth I will despise you, for you have
become no better than a woman, be off girl, and
coward that you are. You shall not scale our wall
through any flinching on my part, neither shall you carry
off our wives in your ships, for I will kill

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you with my own hand. The son of Tideus was
in two minds whether or no to turn his horse
round again and fight him. Thrice did he doubt, and
thrist did jove thunder from the heights of Ida, in
token to the Trojans that he would turn the battle
in their favor. Hector then shouted to them, and said, Trojans,
Lyssians and Ardanians, lovers of close fighting, be men, my friends,

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and fight with might and with main. I see that
Jove is minded to outsafe victory and great glory to myself,
while they will deal destruction upon the Danaeans, fools for
having thought of building this weak and worthless wall that
shall not stay my fury. My horses will spring lightly
over their trench. And when I am at their ships,
forget not to bring me fire, that I may burn

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them while I slaughter the Argives, who will be all
dazed and bewildered by the smoke. Then he cried to
his horses, Xanthus and Podargas, and you Athon and goodly Lampus,
pay me for your keep now and for all the
honey sweet corn with which Andromache, daughter of great Ethion,
has fed you. For she has mixed wine and water
for you to drink whenever you would before doing so.

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Even for me, who am her own husband, Haste in
pursuit that we may take the shield of Nestor, the
fame of which ascends to heaven, for it is of
solid gold, armrods and all, and that we may strip
from the shoulders of Diomed the cuirass which Vulcan made him.
Could we take these two things the Achaeans would set
sail for their ships this self same night. Thus did

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he vaunt, But Queen Juno made high olympus quake as
she shook with rage upon her throne. Then she said
to the mighty god of Neptune, what now, wide, ruling
lord of the earthquake? Can you find no compassion in
your heart for the dying Dunaeans, who bring you many
a welcome offering to Halise and to Eji wish them well?

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Then if all of us who are with the Darnaeans
were to drive the Trojans back and keep Jove from
helping them, he would have to sit there soult King
alone on Iida. King Neptune was greatly troubled and answered Juno,
rash of tongue, what you talking about? We are the
gods must not set ourselves against Jove, for he is
far stronger than we are. Thus did they converse, but

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the whole space enclosed by the ditch from the ships
even to the wall, was filled with the horses and
warriors who were pent up there by. Hector Son of Priam,
Now that the hand of Jove was with him, he
would even have set far to the ships and burned them,
had not Queen Juno put it into the mind of
Agamemnon to bestir himself and to encourage the Achaeans. To
this end, he went round the ships and tents, carrying

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a great purple cloak, and took his stand by the
huge black hull of Ulysses ship, which was middlemost of all.
It was from this place that his voice would carry farthest,
on the one hand, towards the tents of Ajax, son
of Telamon, and on the other towards those of Achilles,
For these two heroes, well assured of their own strength,
had valorously drawn up their ships at the two ends

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of the line. From this spot, then, with a voice
that could be heard afar, he shouted to the duney
and saying, Ah, guives shame my new cowardly creatures, brave
in semblance. Only where are now our vaunts that we
should prove victorious, the vaunts we made so vangloriously in Lemnos,
when we ate the flesh of horned cattle and filled

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our mixing bowls to the brim you vowed that each
of you would stand against a hundred or two hundred men,
And now you prove no match even for one for Hector,
who will be ere long setting our ships in a blaze.
Father Jove, did you ever so ruin a great king
and rob him so utterly of his greatness? Yet, when
to my sorrow I was coming hither, I never let

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my ship pass your altars without offering the fat and
thigh bones of heifers upon every one of them. So
eager was I to sack the city of Troy. Varchsafe me,
then this prayer, suffer us to escape at any rate
with our lives, and let not the Achaeans be so
utterly vanquished by the Trojans. Thus did he pray, and
Father Jove, pitying his tears, vouchsafed him that his people

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should live, not die. Forthwith he said them, an eagle,
most unfailingly portentous of all birds, with a young fawn
in its talons. The eagle dropped the fawn by the altar,
on which the Achaeans sacrificed to Jove, the Lord of Omens.
When therefore the people saw that the bird had come
from Jove, they sprang more fiercely upon the Trojans, and

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fought more boldly. There was no man of all the
many Darnaeans who could then boast that he had driven
his horses over the trench and gone forth to fight
sooner than the son of Tydeus. Long before any one
else could do so, he slew an armed warrior of
the Trojans, Ajulaeus, the son of Fradmon. He had turned
his horses in flight, but the spear struck him in

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the back, midway between his shoulder and went right through
his chest, and his armor rang rattling round him as
he fell forward from his chariot. After him came Agamemnon
and Menelaeus, sons of Atreus, the two Ajaxes clothed in
valor as with a garment, Idomeneus and his companion in arms,
Merione's peer of murderous Mars, and Eurypolus, the brave son

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of Euaemon ninth, came Teusa with his bow and took
his place under cover of the shield of Ajax, son
of Telamon. When Ajax lifted his shield, Tusa would peer round,
and when he had hit any one in the throng,
the man would fall dead. Then Tusa would hie back
to Ajax as a child to its mother, and again
duck down under his shield. Which of the Trojans did

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brave Tusa first kill or Silicus, and then Ormenus and Ophelestes,
Date or Chromius, and god like Lysophontes, Amapaon son of
Polaomon and Maloneppus. All these in turn did he lay
low upon the earth. And King Agamemnon was glad when
he saw him making havoc of the Trojans with his
mighty bow. He went up to him and said, Tusa,

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man after my own heart, son of Telamon, captain among
the host, shoot on and be at once the saving
of the Danaeans, and the gloryorry of your father Telamon,
who brought you up and took care of you in
his own house when you were a child. Bastard though
you were, cover him with glory, though he is far off.
I will promise, and I will assuredly perform. If Agus

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bearing Jove and Minerva grant me to sack the city
of Ilius, you shall have the next best meed of
honor after my own, a tripod or two horses with
their chariot or a woman who shall go up into
your bed. And Tusir answered, most noble son of Atreus,
you need not urge me. From the moment we began
to drive them back to Ilius. I have never ceased

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so far as in me lies to look out for
men whom I can shoot and kill. I have shot
eight barbed shafts, and all of them have been buried
in the flesh of warlike youths. But this mad dog
I cannot hit. As he spoke, he aimed another arrow
straight at Hector, for he was bent on hitting him. Nevertheless,
he missed him, and the arrow hit Priam's brave sung

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Gorgythion in the breast. His fair mother, fair castor an
aira lovely as a goddess, had been married from Assimi.
And now he bowed his head as a garden poppy
in full bloom when it is weighed down by showers
in spring. Even thus Heavy bowed his head beneath the
weight of his helmet. Again he aimed at Hector, for
he was longing to hit him. And again his arrow missed,

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for Apollo turned it aside. But he hit Hector's brave
charioteer Archptolemus in the breast by the nipple. As he
was driving furiously into the fight. The horses swerved aside.
As he fell headlong from the chariot, and there was
no life left in him. Hector was greatly grieved at
the loss of his charioteer, but for all his sorrow
he let him lie where he fell, and bade his

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brother Cebriones, who was hard by, take the reins. Cebriones
did as he had said. Hector thereon, with a loud cry,
sprang from his chariot to the ground, and, seizing a
great stone, made straightforward Tusa with intent to kill him.
Tusa had just taken an arrow from his quiver and
had laid it upon the bowstring, but Hector struck him

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with the jagged stone as he was taking aim and
drawing the string to his shoulder. He hit him just
where the collar bone divides the neck from the chest,
a very deadly placed and broke the sinew of his arm,
so that his wrist was less, and the bow dropped
from his hand. As he fell forward on his knees.
Ajax saw that his brother had fallen, and, running towards him,

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bestrode him and sheltered him with his shield. Meanwhile, his
two trusty squires, Persistius, son of Echius, and Alastor, came
up and bore him to the ships, groaning in his
great pain. Jove now again put heart into the Trojans,
and they drove the Achaeans to their deep trench, with
Hector in all his glory at their head. As a
hound grips a wild boar or lion in flank or

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buttock when he gives him chase, and watches warily for
his wheeling. Even so did Hector follow close upon the Achaeans, ever,
killing the hind most as they rushed, panic stricken onwards.
When they had fled through the set stakes and French,
and many Achaeans had been laid low at the hand
of the Trojans, they halted at their ships, calling upon
one another and praying every man instantly as they lifted

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up their hands to the gods. But Hector wheeled his
horse this way and that, his eyes glaring like those
of Gorgo or murderous. Mars Juno, when she saw them,
had pity upon them, and at once said to Minerva,
alas child of egis bearing Jove, shall you and I
take no more thought for the dying Darnayans, though it
be the last time we ever do. So. See how

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they perish and come to a bad end before the
onset of but a single man. Hector, the son of Priam,
rages with intolerable fury, and has already done great mischief.
Minerva answered, what indeed this fellow might die in his
own land and fall by the hands of the Achaeans.
But my father Jove is mad with spleen, ever foiling me,

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ever headstrong and unjust. He forgets how often I saved
his son when he was sworn out by the labors
Eurystheus had laid on him. He would weep till his
cry came up to heaven, and then Jove would send
me down to help him. If I had had the
sense to foresee all this, when Eurystheus sent him to
the house of Hades to fetch the hell hand from Erebus,
he would never have come back alive out of the

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deep waters of the River Styx. And now Jove hates
me while he lets thetas have her way, because she
kissed his knees and took hold of his beard when
she was begging him to do honor to Achilles. I
shall know what to do next time he begins calling me,
his gray eyed darling. Get our horses ready, while I
go within the house of Egis bearing Jove and put

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on my armor. We shall then find out whether priam
Son Hector will be glad to meet us in the
highways of battle, or whether the Trojans will glood hounds
and vultures with the fat of their fleshes they be
dead by the ships of the Achaeans. Thus did she speak,
and white armed Juno, daughter of Great Satin, obeyed her words.
She set about harnessing her gold bedizened steeds, while Minerva,

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daughter of Egis, bearing Jove, flung her richly vesture made
with her own hands, on to the threshold of her
father and on the shirt of Jove, arming herself for battle.
Then she stepped into a flaming chariot and grasped the
spear so stout and sturdy and strong with which he
quells the ranks of heroes who have displeased her. Juno
lashed her horses, and the gates of heaven bellowed as

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they flew open of their own accord. Gates over which
the hours preside, in whose hands are Heaven and Olympus,
either to open the dense clouds that hide them or
to close it. Through these the goddesses drove their obedient steeds.
But Father Jove, when he saw them from Ida, was
very angry and send winged Iris with a message to them. Go,

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said he, fleet Iris, Turn them back, and see that
they do not come near me, For if we come
to fighting, there will be mischief. This is what I say,
and this is what I mean to do. I will
lame their horses for them. I will hurl them from
their chariot and will break it in pieces. It will
take them all ten years to heal the wounds my
lightning shall inflict upon them. My gray eyed daughter will

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then learn what quarreling with her father means. I am
less surprised and angry with Juno, for whatever I say,
she always contradicts me. With this, Iris went her way,
fleet as the wind, from the heights of Ida to
the lofty summits of Olympus. She met the goddesses at
the outer gates of its many valleys and gave them
her message. What said she are you about? Are you mad?

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The son of Saturn forbids going. This is what he says,
and this is what he means to do. He will
lame your horses for you. He will hurl you from
your chariot and will break it in pieces. It will
take you all ten years to heal the wounds his
lightning will inflict upon you that you may learn, gray
haired Goddess, what quarreling with your father means. He is

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less hurt and angry with Juno, for whatever he says,
she always contradicts him. But you bowled ARSI will you
really dare to raise your huge spear in defiance of Jove?
With this, she left them, and Juno said, to me,
of a truth, child of ajis bearing Jove, I am
not for fighting men's battles further in defiance of Jove.

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Let them live or die as luck will have it,
and let Jove make out his judgments upon the Trojans
and Arnaean's according to his own pleasure. She turned her
steeds the hours presently unyoked them, made them fast to
their ambrosial mangers, and leaned the chariot against the end
wall of the courtyard. The two goddesses then sat down

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upon their golden thrones amid the company of the other gods,
but they were very angry. Presently, Father Jove drove his
chariot to Olympus and entered the assembly of gods. The
mighty lord of the earthquake unyoked his horses for him,
and set the car upon its stand and threw a
cloth over it. Jove then sat down upon his golden throne,

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and Olympus reeled beneath him. Manev and Juno sat alone
apart from Jove, and neither spoke nor asked him questions.
But Jove knew what they meant, and said, said, Minerva
and Juno, why are you so angry? Are you fatigued
with killing so many of your dear friends the Trojans?
Be this as at may. Such is the might of

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my hands that all the gods in Olympus cannot turn me.
You were both of you trembling all over ere. You
saw the fight and its terrible doings. I tell you therefore,
and it would have surely been I should have struck
you with lightning, and your chariots would never have brought
you back again to Olympus. Minerva and Juno groaned in
spirit as they sat side by side and brooded mischief

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for the Trojans. Minerva sat silent without a word, for
she was in a furious passion and bitterly incensed against
her father. But Juno could not contain herself and said,
what dread son of Saturn are you talking about? We
know how gret your power is. Nevertheless, we have compassion
upon the Daranayan warriors who are perishing and coming to

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a bad end. We will, however, since you so bid
us refrained from actual but we will make serviceable suggestions
to the archives that they may not all of them
perish in your displeasure. And Jove answered to morrow morning,
you know if you choose to do so, you will
see the son of Saturn destroying large numbers of the archives.

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For fierce Hector shall not cease fighting till he has
roused the son of Peleus when they are fighting in
dire straits at their ship's sterns about the body of Patroclus.
Like it or no, this is how it is decreed.
For aught I care, you may go to the lowest
depths beneath earth and sea, where Iapetus and Satin dwell
in Lone tataras with neither Ray of light nor breath

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of wind to cheer them. You may go on and
on till you get there, and I shall not care
one wit for your displeasure. You are the greatest vixen living.
Juno made him no answer. The sun's glorious orb now
sank into Ocianus and drew down night over the land. Sorry,
indeed were the Trojans when light failed them. But welcome,

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and thrice pray for did darkness fall upon the Achaeans.
Then Hector led the Trojans back from the ships and
held a council on the open space near the river,
where there was a spot clear of corpses. They left
their chariots and sat down on the ground to hear
this speech he made them. He grasped a spear eleven
cubits long, the bronze point of which gleamed in front

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of it, while the ring round the spear head was
of gold. Spear in hand he spoke. Hear me, he said, Trojans, Dardanians,
and allies I deemed, but now that I should destroy
the ships and all the Achaeans with them. Ere I
went back to Ilias, But darkness came on too soon.
It was this alone that saved them and their ships

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upon the sea shore. Now, therefore, let us obey the
behests of night and prepare our suppers. Take your horses
out of the chariots and give them their feed of corn.
Then make speed to bring sheep and cattle from the city.
Bring wine also and corn for your horses, and gather
much wood that from dark a dawn we may burn.
Watch fires whose flare may reach to heaven. For the

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Achaean may try to fly beyond the sea by night,
and they must not embark scathless and unmolested. Many a
man among them must take a dart with him to
nurse at home, hit with spear or arrow as he
is leaping on board his ship, that others may fear
to bring war and weeping upon the Trojans. Moreover, let
the heralds tell it about the city, that the growing

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youths and gray bearded men are to camp upon its
heaven built walls. Let the women, each of them, light
a great fire in her house, and let watch be
safely kept, lest the town be entered by surprise while
the host is outside. See to it, brave Trojans, as
I have said, And let this suffice for the moment
at daybreak, I will instruct you further. I pray in

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hope to Jove and to the Gods, that we may
then drive these fates sped hounds from our land. For
tis the fates that have borne them and their ships
hither this night. Therefore, let us keep watch, but with
early morning at us put on our armor and rouse
fierce war at the ships of the Achaeans. I shall
know then where the brave Diomed, the son of Tideous,
will drive me back from the ships to the wall,

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or whether I shall myself slay him and carry off
his blood stained spoils to morrow. Let him show his
metal abide my spear. If he dare, I ween that
at break of day he should be among the first
to fall, and many another of his comrades round him.
Would that I were as sure of being immortal and
never growing old, and of being worshiped like Minerva and Apollo,

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as I am. That this day will bring evil to
the Argives. Thus spoke Hector, and the Trojans shouted applause.
They took their sweating steeds from under the yoke and
made them fast, each by his own chariot. They made
haste to bring sheep and cattle from the city. They
brought wine also and corn from their houses, and gathered
much wood. They then offered unblemished hecatomes to the immortals,

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and the wind carried the sweet savor of sacrifice to heaven.
But the blessed gods partook not thereof, for they bitterly
hated Ilias with Priam and Priam's people. Thus high in
hope they sat through the livelong night by the highways
of war, and many a watch fire did they kindle.
As when the stars shine clear and the moon is bright.

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There is not a breath of air, nor a peak,
nor jade, nor glutting headland, but it stands out in
the ineffable radiance that breaks from the serene of heaven.
The stars can all of them be told, and the
heart of the shepherd is glad even thus shone the
watch fires of the Trojans before Ilias, midway between the
ships and the rivers. Anthus a thousand camp fires gleamed

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upon the plain, and in the glow of each there
sat fifty men, while the horses, champing, oats and corn
beside their chariots waited till dawn should come. End of
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