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HEN now the Thunderer on the sea-beat coast
Had fix'd great Hector and his conquering holt; He left them to the Fates, in bloody fray To toil and struggle through the well-fought day ; Then turn’d to Thracia from the field of fight S Those
that shed insufferable light :
15 While his high law suspends the powers of Heaven.
Mean-time the * Monarch of the watery main
Below, • Neptune.
Below, fair Ilion's glittering spires were seen,
Far in the bay his shining palace stands,
រ The parting waves before his coursers fy: The wondering waters leave his axle dry, Deep in the liquid regions lies a cave;
50 Between where Tenedos the surges lave, And rocky Imbrus breaks the rolling wave :
There the great Ruler of the azure round Stopp'd his swift chariot, and his steeds unbound, Fed with ambrosial herbage from his hand, 55 And link'd their fetlocks with a golden band, Infrangible, immortal : there they stay, The Father of the floods pursues his way ; Where, like a tempest darkening heaven around, Or fiery deluge that devours the ground, Th' impatient Trojans, in a gloomy throng, Embattled roll'd, as Hector rush'd along : To the loud tumult and the barbarous cry, The heavens re-echo, and the shores reply ; They vow destruction to the Grecian name, And in their hopes, the fleets already. Aame.
But Neptune, rising from the seas profound, The God whose earthquakes rock the solid ground, Now wears a mortal form ; like Chalcas seen, Such his loud voice, and such his manly mien; 70 His shouts incessant every Greek infpire, But most th’ Ajaces, adding fire to fire.
'Tis yours, O warriours, all our hopes to raise ; Oh, recollect your ancient worth and praise: Tis yours to save us, if you cease to fear ; 75 Flight, more than Thameful, is destructive, here. On other works though Troy with fury fall, And pour
her armies o'er our batter'd wall; There, Greece has strength : but this, this part o'er.
thrown, Her strength were vain ; I dread for
alone. 80 Here Hector. 'rages, like the force of fire, Vaunts of his Gods, and calls high Jove his Gre.
If yet some heavenly Power your breast excite,
Then with his sceptre, that the deep controls,
Th’inspiring God, Oileus' active son Perceiv'd the first, and thus to Telamon :
Some God, my friend, fome God in human form Favouring descends, and wills to stand the storm. 100 Not Calchas this, the venerable feer; Short as he turn'd, I faw the Power appear : I mark'd his parting, and the steps he trod; His own bright evidence reveals a God. Ev'n now some energy divine I share,
· 103 And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air !
With equal ardour (Telamon returns)
Singly, miethinks, yon towering chief I meet,
Full of the God that urg'd their burning breaft, 11)
125 Then stern Peneleus rises to the fight; Thoas, Deïpyrus, in arms renown'd, And Merion next, th' impulsive fury found; Last Neftor's son the same bold ardour takes, While thus the God the martial fire awakes:
Oh lasting infamy, oh dire disgrace To chiefs of vigorous youth and manly race! I trusted in the Gods, and you, to see Brave Greece victorious, and her navy free an Ah no- -the glorious combat you disclaim, 135 And one black day clouds all her fornier fame. Heavens! what a prodigy these eyes survey, Unseen, unthought, till this amazing day! Fly we at length from Troy's oft-conquerid bands ? And falls our feet by such inglorious hands ? 149 A rout undisciplin'd, a straggling train, Not born to glories of the dutty plain;