The Iliad (Audiobook) by Homer - Book 14

Book 14: Hera’s Deception
Hera seduces Zeus to distract him, allowing Poseidon to continue aiding the Greeks.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Dream Audio Books presents section fourteen of the Iliad by Homer,
translated by Samuel Butler. Book fourteen. Agamemnon proposes that the
Achaean should sail home and is rebuked by Ulysses Juno
Beguile's Jupiter. Hector is wounded. Nestor was sitting over his wine,

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but the cry of battle did not escape him, and
he said, to the son of Esculapius, what noble machion
is the meaning of all this? The shouts of men
fighting by our ships grow stronger and stronger. Stay here, therefore,
and sit over your wine, while fair Hecamede heats you
a bath and washes the clotted blood from off you.
I will go at once to the lookout station and

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see what it is all about. As he spoke, he
took up the shield of his son Thrasemedes, that was
lying in his tent, all gleaming with bronze. For Thrasemedes
had taken his father's shield. He grasped his redoubtable bronze
shod spear, and as soon as he was outs saw
the disastrous rout of the Achaeans, who, now that their
wall was overthrown, were flying pell mell before the Trojans,

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as when there is a heavy swell upon the sea,
but the waves are dumb. They keep their eyes on
the watch for the quarter. Whence the fierce winds may
spring upon them, But they stay where they are, and
set neither this way nor that till some particular wind
sweeps down from heaven to determine them. Even so did
the old man ponder whether to make for the crowd
of Daraeans or go in search of Agamemnon. In the

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end he deemed it best to go to the son
of Atreus. But meanwhile the hosts were fighting and killing
one another, and the hard bronze rattled on their bodies
as they thrust at one another with their swords and spears.
The wounded kings, the son of Tideous Ulysses, and Agamemnon,
son of Atreus, fell in with Nestor as they were
coming up from their ships, For theirs were drawn up

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some way from where the fighting was going on, being
on the shore itself, inasmuch as they had been beached first,
while the wall had been built behind the hindermost. The
stretch of the shore wide, though it was, did not
afford room for all the ships, and the host was
cramped for space. Therefore, they had placed the ships in rows,
one behind the other, and had filled the whole opening

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of the bay between the two points that formed it.
The kings, leaning on their spears, were coming out to
survey the fight, being in great anxiety, and when Old
Nestor met them, they were filled with dismay. Then King
Agamemnon said to him, Nestor, son of Nelius, honor to
the Achaean name, why have you left the battle to

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come either? I fear that what dread Hector said will
come true. When he vaunted among the Trojans, saying that
he would not return to Ilius till he had fired
our ships and killed us, this is what he said,
and now it is all coming true. Alas others of
the Achaeans, like Achilles, are in such anger with me
that they refused to fight by the sterns of our ships.

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Then Nestor, Knight of Jerena, answered, it is indeed as
you say. It is all coming true at this moment,
and even Jove, who thunders from on high, cannot prevent it.
Follen is the wall on which we relied as an
impregnable bulwark both for us and our fleet. The Trojans
are fighting stubbornly and without ceasing at the ships. Look
where you may, you cannot see from what quarter the

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rout of the Achaeans is coming. They are being killed
in a confused mass, and the battle cry ascends to heaven.
Let us think, if counsel can be of any use,
what we had better do. But I do not advise
our going into battle ourselves, for a man cannot fight
when he is wounded. And King Agamemnon answered nest Or.
If the Trojans are indeed fighting at the rear of

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our ships, and neither the wall nor the trench has
served us, over which the Daraeans toiled so hard, and
which they deemed would be an impregnable bulwark both for
us and our fleet, I see it must be the
will of Jove that the Achaeans should perish ingloriously here
far from Argos. I knew, and jo willing to defend us.
And I know now that he is raising the Trojans

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to like honor with the gods, while us, on the
other hand, he is bound hand and foot. Now, therefore,
let us all do as I say. Let us bring
down the ships that are on the beach and draw
them into the water. Let us make them fast to
their mooring stones, a little way out against the fall
of night. If even by night the Trojans will desist
from fighting, we may then draw down the rest of

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the fleet. There is nothing wrong in flying ruin even
by night. It is better for a man that he
should fly and be saved than be caught and killed.
Ulysses looked fiercely at him, and said, son of Atree,
is what are you talking about? A wretch? You should
have commanded some other and baser army, and not been
ruler over us, to whom Jove has allotted a life

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of hard fighting from youth to old age, till we
every one of us perish. Is it thus that you
would quit the city of Troy to win which we
have suffered so much hardship? Hold your peace, lest some
mother of the Achaeans hear you say what. No man
who knows how to give good counsel, no king over
so great a host as that of the Argives, should

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ever let fall from his lips. I despise your judgment
utterly for what you have been saying. Would you then
have us draw down our ships into the water while
the battle is raging, and thus play further into the
hands of the conquering Trojans. It would be ruin. The
Achaeans will not go on fighting when they see the
ships being drawn into the water, but will cease attacking

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and keep turning their eyes towards them. Your counsel, therefore,
Sir Captain, would be our destruction, Agamemnon, answered, Ulysses. Your
rebuker stung me to the heart. I am not, however,
ordering the Achaeans to draw their ships into the sea,
whether they will or no. Some one, it may be

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old or young, can offer us better counsel, which I
shall rejoice to hear, Then, said Diomed, such an one
is at hand. He is not far to seek, if
you will listen to me and not resent my speaking.
Though I am younger than any of you, I am
by lineage, son of the noble sire Tideus, who lies
buried at Thebes for Portheus had three noble sons, two

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of whom Agrius and Melas abode in Pleuron and Rochycalidon.
The third was the knight Oeneus, my father's father, and
he was the most valiant of them all. Oheneus remained
in his own country, but my father, as Jove and
the other gods ordained it, migrated to Argos. He married
into the family of Adrastus, and his house was one

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of great abundance, for he had large estates of rich
corn growing land, with much orchard ground as well, and
he had many sheep. Moreover, he excelled all the Argives
in the use of the spear. You must yourself have
heard whether these things are true or no. Therefore, when
I say, well, despise not my words, as though I
were a coward or a ignoble birth. I say, then,

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let us go to the fight, as we needs must,
wounded though we be. When there, we may keep out
of the battle and beyond the range of the spears,
lest we get fresh wounds in addition to what we
have already. But we can spur on others who have
been indulging their spleen and holding aloof from battle. Hitherto
Thus did he speak, whereon they did even as he

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had said, and set out King Agamemnon leading the way. Meanwhile,
Neptune had kept no blind lookout, and came up to
them in the semblance of an old man. He took
Agamemnon's right hand in his own, and said, son of Atreus,
I take it to Kelles. Is glad now that he
sees the Achaeans routed and slain, for he is utterly

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without remorse. May he come to a bad end, and
heaven confound him. As for yourself, the blessed gods are
not yet so bitterly angry with you, But that the
princes and counselors the Trojans shall again raise the dust
upon the plain, and you shall see them flying from
the ships and tents towards their city. With this, he
raised a mighty cry of battle, and sped forward to

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the plain. The voice that came from his deep chest
was that of nine or ten thousand men when they
are shouting in the thick of a fight, and it
put fresh courage into the hearts of the Achaeans to
wage war and do battle without ceasing. Juno of the
Golden Throne looked down as she stood upon a peak
of Olympus, and her heart was gladdened at the sight

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of him, who was at once her brother and her
brother in law, hurrying hither and thither amid the fighting.
Then She turned her eyes to Jove as he sat
on the topmost crests of many fountain Ida, and beloathed him.
She set herself to think how she might hoodwink him,
and in the end she deemed that it would be
best for her to go to Ida and array herself

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in rich attire, in the hope that Jove might become
enamored of her and wished to embrace her. While he
was thus engaged, a sweet and careless sleep might be
made to steal over his eyes and senses. She went
therefore to the room which her son Vulcan had made him,
and the doors of which he had cunningly fastened by
means of a seak grit key, so that no other

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god could open them. Here she entered and closed the
doors behind her. She cleansed all the dirt from her
fair body with ambrosia. Then she anointed herself with olive oil.
Ambrosial very soft and scented, specially for herself. If it
were so much as shaken in the bronze floored house
of Jove, the scent pervaded the universe of heaven and Earth.

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With this, she anointed her delicate skin, and then she
platted the fair ambrosial locks that flowed in a stream
of golden tresses from her immortal head. She put on
the wondrous robe, which Minerva had worked for her with
consummate art and had embroidered with manifold devices. She fastened
it about her bosom with golden clasps, and she girded

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herself with a girdle that had a hundred tassels. Then
she fastened her earrings, three brilliant pendants that glistened most
beautifully through the pierced lobes of her ears, and threw
a lovely new veil over her head. She bound her
sandals on to her feet, and when she had arrayed
herself perfectly to her satisfaction, she left her room and
called Venus to come aside and speak to her. My

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dear child, said she, Will you do what I am
going to ask of you, or will you refuse me
because you are angry at my being on the Daranaian
side while you are on the Trojan Jove's daughter. Venus
answered Juno August, Queen of Goddess's daughter of mighty Satin.
Say what you want and I will do it for
you at once. If I can and if it can

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be done at all. Then Juno told her a lying
tale and said, I want you to endow me with
some of those fascinating charms, the spells of which bring
all things mortal and immortal to your feet. I am
going to the world's end to visit Oceanus, from whom
all we gods proceed, and Mother Tethys. They received me

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in their house, took care of me, and brought me up,
having taken me over from Rea. When Jove imprisoned Great
Satin in the depths that are under earth and sea.
I must go and see them that I may make
peace between them. They have been quarreling and are so
angry that they have not slept with one another this
long while. If I can bring them round and restore

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them to one another's embraces, they will be grateful to
me and love me for ever. Afterwards thereon laughed a
loving Venus, said, I cannot and must not refuse you,
for you sleep in the arms of Jove, who was
our king. As she spoke, she loosed from her bosom
the curiously embroidered girdle into which all her charms had

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been wrought love, desire, and that sweet flattery, which steals
the judgment even of the most prudent. She gave the
girdle to Juno and said, take this girdle, wherein all
my charms reside, and lay it in your bosom. If
you will wear it, I promise that your errand be
what it may, will not be bootless. When she heard this,

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Juno smiled, and still smiling, she laid the girdle in
her bosom. Venus now went back into the house of Jove,
while Juno darted down from the summits of Olympus. She
passed over Pieria and fair Amathia, and went on and
on till she came to the snowy ranges of the
Thracian horsemen, over whose topmost crest she sped, without ever

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setting foot to ground. When she came to Athos, she
went on over the waves of the sea till she
reached Lemnos, the city of noble Thoas there she met
sleep own brother to death, and caught him by the hand, saying, Sleep,
you who laud it alike over mortals and immortals, if
you ever did me a service in times past, do

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one for me now, and I shall be grateful to you.
Ever after close Jove's keen eyes for me in slumber,
while I hold him clasped in my embrace. And I
will give you a beautiful golden seat that can never
fall to pieces. My club footed san Vulcan shall make
it for you, and he shall give it a footstool
for you to rest your fair feet upon when you

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are at table. Then sleep, answered you know, great Queen
of Goddess's daughter of mighty Satin, I would lull any
other of the gods to sleep without compunction, not even
excepting the waters of oceanas from whom all of them proceed.
But I dare not go near Jove nor send him
to sleep unless he bids me. I have had one

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lesson already through doing what you asked me. On the
day when Jove's mighty son Hercules set sail from Elias
after having sacked the city of the Trojans. At your bidding,
I suffused my sweet self over the mind of Ejus
bearing Jove, and laid him to rest. Meanwhile, you hatch
to plot against Hercules, and set the blast of the
angry winds beating upon the seas till you took him

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to the goodly city of cos away from all his friends.
Jove was furious when he awoke and began hurling the
gods about all over the house. He was looking more
particularly for myself, and would have flung me down through
space into the sea, where I should never have been
heard of any more. Had not Knight, who cows both
men and gods protect me. I've led to her, and

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Jove left off looking for me in spite of his
being so angry, for he did not dare do anything
to displease Night. And nay, you are again asking me
to do something on which I cannot venture. And Juno said,
sleep Why do you take such notions as those into
your head? Do you think Jove will be anxious to
help the Trojans as he was about his own son. Come,

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I will marry you to one of the daughters of
the Gracers, and she shall be your own Passethia, whom
you have always wanted to marry. Sleepers pleased when he
heard this, and answered, then swear it to me. By
the dreadwaters at the River Styx, lay one hand on
the boutius Earth and the other on the sheen of
the sea, so that all the gods who dwell down
below with satin. May be our witnesses, and see that

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you really do give me one of the youngest of
the graces, Passetheia, whom I have always wanted to marry.
Juno did as he had said, She swore, and invoked
all the gods of the nether world, who are called titans,
to witness. When she had completed her oath, the two
enshrouded themselves in a thick mist and sped lightly forward,

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leaving lemnos and imbres behind them. Presently they reached many
fountained Ida, mother of wild beasts, and lect them where
they left the sea to go on by land, and
the tops of the trees of the forest soured under
the going of their feet. He asleep, halted, and ere
Jove caught sight of him. He climbed a lofty pine tree,
the tallest that reared its head towards heaven on all Ida.

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He hid himself behind the branches and sat there in
the semblance of the sweet singing bird that haunts the
mountains and is called Chalcas by the gods, but men
call it Cyminder's. Juno then went to Gargarus, the topmost
peak of Ida, and Jove, driver of the cloud, set
eyes upon her. As soon as he did so, he
became inflamed with the same passionate desire for her that

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he had felt when they had first enjoyed each other's
embraces and slept with one another, though without their dear
pearance knowing anything about it. He went up to her
and said, what do you want that you have come
hither from Olympus, and that too, with neither chariot nor
horses to convey you. Then Juno told him a lying
tale and said, I am going to the world's end

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to visit Oceanus, from whom all we gods proceed and
mother tethers. They received me into their house, took care
of me, and brought me up. I must go and
see them, that I may make peace between them. They
have been quarreling and are so angry that they have
not slept with one another this long time. The horses
that will take me over land and see are stationed

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on the lowermost spurs of many fountained Ida, and I
have come here from Olympus on purpose to consult you.
I was afraid you might be angry with me later
on if I went to the house of Oceanus without
letting you know. And Jove said Juno, you can choose
some other time for paying your visit to Oceanus. For
the present, let us devote us to love and to

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the enjoyment of one another. Never yet have I been
so overpowered by passion, neither for goddess nor mortal woman,
as I am at this moment for yourself. Not even
when I was in love with the wife of Vixion,
who bore me pirithuis peer of gods in council, Nor
yet with Darnay, the daintily ankled daughter of Acrisius, who

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bore me the famed hero Perseus. And there was the
daughter of Phoenix, who bore me Minos and Rhadamanthus there
was Semili an Alcmena in Thebes, by whom I begot
my lionhearted son Hercules, while Smili became mother to Bacchus,
the comforter of mankind. There was quinceries again, and lovely
lit and yourself. But with none of these was I

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ever so enamored as I now am with you. Juno
again answered him with a lying tale. Most dread son
of Saturngy exclaimed, what are you talking about would you
have us enjoy one another? Here on the top of
Mount Ida, everything can be seen. What if one of
the ever living God should see us sleeping together and
tell the others, it would be such a scandal that,

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when I had risen from your embraces, I could never
show myself inside your house again. But if you are
so minded, there is a room which your some vulcan
has made me, and he has given at good strong doors.
If you would so have it, let us go thither
and lie down. And Jove answered, you know you need

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not be afraid that either God or man will see you,
For I will entroud both of us in such a
dense golden cloud that the very sun, for all his
bright piercing beams, shall not see through it. With this,
the son of Saturn caught his wife in his embrace.
Whereon the earth sprouted them a cushion of young grass
with du bespangled lotus, crocus and hyacinth, so soft and

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thick that it raised them well above the ground. Here
they laid themselves down, and overhead they were covered by
a fair cloud of gold, from which there fell glittering dewdrops.
Thus then did the sigh of all things repose peacefully
on the crest of Ida, overcome at once by sleep
and love, and he held his spouse in his arms. Meanwhile,

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Sleep made off to the ships of the Achaeans to
tell Earth, encircling Neptune, lord of the earthquake. When he
had found him, he said, now, Neptune, you can help
the Dnaeans with a will and give them victory, though
it be only for a short time. While Jove is
still sleeping. I have sent him into a sweet slumber,
and Juno has beguiled him into going to bed with her.

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Sleep now departed and went his ways to and fro
among mankind, leaving Neptune more eager than ever to help
the Dnaeans. He darted forward among the first ranks and shouted, saying, Ah, guys,
shall we let hectors and a priam have the triumph
of taking our ships and covering himself with glory. This
is what he says he shall now do. Seeing that

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Achilles is still in dudge and at his ship, we
shall get on very well without him, if we keep
each other in heart and stand by one another. Now, therefore,
let us all do as eye say. Let us each
take the best and largest shield we can lay hold of.
Put on our helmets, and sally forth with our longest
spears in our hands. I will lead you on. And Hector,

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son of priam Rage, as he may, will not dare
to hold out against us. If any good staunched soldier
has only a small shield, let him hand it over
to a worse man, and take a larger one for himself.
Thus did he speak, and they did even as he
had said. The son of Tideous Ulysses and Agamemnon, wounded,
though they were, set the others in a array, and

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went about everywhere, affecting the exchanges of armor. The most
valiant took the best armor and gave the worst to
the worst man. When they had donned their bronze armor,
they marched on, with Neptune at their head. In his
strong hand, he grasped his terrible sword, keen of edge
and flashing like lightning. Well to him who comes across
it in the day of battle, all men quake for fear,

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and keep away from it. Hector on the other side,
set the Trojans in array. Thereon, Neptune and Hector waged
fierce war on one another. Hector on the Trojan and
Neptune on the argive side. Mighty was the uproar as
the two forces met. The sea came rolling in towards
the ships and tents of the Achaeans. But waves do

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not thunder on the shore more loudly when driven before
the blast of Boreas, nor do the flames of a
forest fire roar more fiercely when it is well alight
upon the mountains. Nor does the wind bellow with ruder
music as it tears on through the tops of when
it is blowing its hardest than the terrible shout which
the Trojans and Achaeans raised as they sprang upon one another.

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Hector first aimed his spear at Ajax, who was turned
full towards him, nor did he miss his aim. The
spear struck him where two bands passed over his chest,
the band of his shield and that of his silver
studded sword, and these protected his body. Hector was angry
that his spear should have been hurled in vain, and
withdrew under cover of his men. As he was thus retreating, Ajax,

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son of Telamon, struck him with a stone of which
there were many lying about under the men's feet. As
they fought, brought there to give support to the ship's sides.
As they lay on the shore, Ajax caught up one
of them and struck Hector above the rim of his shield,
close to his neck. The blow made him spin round
like a top and reel in all directions, as an
oak falls headlong when uprooted by the lightning flash of

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Father Jove. And there is a terrible smell of brimstone.
No man can help being dismayed if he is standing
near it, For a thunderbolt is a very awful thing.
Even so did Hector fall to earth and bite the dust.
His spear fell from his hand, but his shield and
helmet were made fast about his body, and his bronze
armor rang about him. The sons of the Achaeans came

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running with a loud cry towards him, hoping to drag
him away, and they showered their darts on the Trojans,
but none of them could wound him. Before he was
surrounded and covered by the princes Polydamus Aneas Saginaw, Sarpadon,
captain of the Lycians, and Noble Glaucus. Of the others too.
There was not one who was unmindful of him. And
they held their round shields over him to cover him.

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His comrades then lifted him off the ground and bore
him away from the battle to the place where his
horses stood waiting for him at the rear of the fight.
With their driver and the chariot, these then took him
towards the city, groaning and in great pain. When they
reached the ford of the fair stream of Xanthus, forgotten
of immortal Jove, they took him from off his chariot
and laid him down on the ground. They poured water

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over him, and as they did so, he breathed again
and opened his eyes. Then, kneeling on his knees, he
vomited blood, but soon fell back on to the ground,
and his eyes were again closed in darkness, for he
was still stunned by the blow. When the Argives saw
Hector leaving the field, they took heart and set upon
the Trojans yet more furiously. Ajax Fled, son of Oelius,

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began by springing on Satnius, son of Enops, and wounding
him with his spear. Affair and ii at Nymph had
borne him to Enops as he was herding cattle by
the banks of the river. Satnioeus, the son of Oelius,
came up to him and struck him in the flank.
So he fell, and a fierce fight between Trojans and
Arnaeans raged round his body. Polydymus, son of Panthous, drew

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near to avenge him, and wounded Prothoenor, son of Aralichus,
on the right shoulder. The terrible spear went right through
his shoulder, and he clutched the earth as he fell
in the dust. Polydamusvaunted loudly over him, saying, again, I
take it that the spear has not sped in vain
from the strong hand of the son of Panthus. An
argive has caught it in his body, and it will

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serve him for a staff as he goes down into
the house of Ades. The Agaves were maddened by this boasting. Ajax,
son of Telemann, was more angry than any, for the
man had fallen close beside him, so he aimed at
Polydymus as he was retreating, but Polytimus saved himself by
swerving aside, and the spear struck Archilochus, son of Antenor,

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for heaven counseled his destruction As struck him with the
head springs from the neck at the top joint of
the spine, and severed both attendons at the back of
the head. His head, mouth, and nostrils reached the ground
long before his legs and knees could do so, and
Ajak shouted to Paledimus, saying, think, Paltimus, and tell me
truly whether this man is not as well worth killing

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as Prothoeno was. He seems rich and of rich family.
A brother, it may be your son of the knight Antenor,
for he is very like him, but he knew well
who it was, and the Trojans were greatly angered. Acamas
then bestrode his brother's body and wounded Promarchus the Boetian
with his spear, for he was trying to drag his

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brother's body away. Acamas haunted loudly over him, saying, Ahgei
of archers, braggots, that you are toil and sufferings shall
not be for us only, but some of you too
shall fall here as well as ourselves. See how Promachus
now sleeps vanquished by my spear. Payment for my brother's
blood has not been long delayed. A man therefore may

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well be thankful if he leaves a kinsman in his
house behind him to avenge his fall. His daunts infuriated
the Argives, and Penelaus was more enraged than any of them.
He sprang towards Acamas, but Ecarmis did not stand his ground,
and he killed Ilionius, son of the rich flockmaster Phaebas,
whom Mercury had favored and endowed with greater wealth than

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any other of the Trojans. Ilionius was his only son,
and Penelaus now wounded him and the eye under the eyebrows,
tearing the eyeball from its socket. The spear went right
through the eye into the nape of the neck, and
he fell, stretching out both hands before him. Pedelaus then
drew his sword and smote him on the neck, so
that both head and helmet came tumbling down to the ground,

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with a spear still sticking in the eye. He then
held up their head as though it had been a
poppy head, and showed it to the Trojans, faunting over them.
As he did so. Trojones, he cried, bid the father
and mother of noble Ilionius make mind for him in
their house, For the wife or soo of Promachus, son
of Aleganor, will never be gladdened by the coming of

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her dear husband. When we our guys return with our
ships from Troy. As he spoke, fear fell upon them,
and every man looked round about to see whether he
might fly for safety. Tell me now, o muses that
dwell on Olympus, who was the first of the Argives
to bear away bloodstained spoils after Neptune, lord of the earthquake,

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had turned the fortune of war. Ajax, son of Tellaman,
was the first to wound Hurtius, son of Gertius, captain
of the staunch Mycians. Antilochus killed Falkes and Murmurous, while
Mariones slew Morris and Hippotion. Tusa also killed Protoon and Periphides,
the son of Atreus, then wounded hyperin Or, shepherd of

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his people in the flank, and the bronze point made
his entrails gush out as a tour in among them.
On this his life came hurrying out of him at
the place where he had been wounded, and his eyes
were closed in darkness. A jackson of Oelius, killed more
than any other, for there was no man so fleet
as he to pursue flying foes when Jove had spread

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panic among them. End of section fourteen, Dream Audio Books.
Hopes you have enjoyed this program.