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Amid the fold he rages, nor the sheep
Their shepherds, nor the grooms their bulls can keep.

From fields to walls the frighted rabble run,
Nor think themselves secure within the town:
Till Meleagrus, and his chosen crew,
Contemn the danger, and the praise pursue.
Fair Leda's twins, (in time to stars decreed)
One fought on foot, one curb’d the fiery steed;
Then issued forth fam’d Jafon after these,
Who mannd the foremost ship that faild the seas;
Then Theseus join’d with bold Pirithous canae :
A single concord in a double name :
The Theftian sons, Idas who swiftly ran,
And Ceneus, once a woman, now a man.
Lynceus, with eagle's eyes and lion's heart;
Leucippus, with his never-erring dart;
Acastus, Phileus, Phænix, Telamon,
Echion, Lelex, and Eurytion,
Achilles' father, and great Phocus' son ;
Dryas the fierce, and Hippasus the strong ;
With twice old Iolas, and Nestor then but young.
Laertes active, and Ancæus bold;
Mopsus the sage, who future things foretold ;
And t'other seer yet by his wife unfold.
A thousand others of immortal fame;
Among the rest fair Atalanta came,
Grace of the woods; a diamond buckle bound
Her veft behind, that else had dow'd upon the ground,
And shewd her buskin's legs ; her head was bare,
But for her native ornament of hair ;




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Which in a simple knot was ty’d above,
Sweet negligence, unheeded bait of love !
Her founding quiver on her shoulder tyd,
One hand a dart, and one a bow supply'd.
Such was her face, as in a nymph display'd
A fair fierce boy, or in a boy betray'd
The blushing beauties of a modest maid.
The Caledonian chief at once the dame
Beheld, at once his heart receiv'd the fame,
With heavens averse. O happy youth, he cry'd ;
For whom thy fates reserve so fair a bride!
He figh’d, and had no leisure more to say :
His honour call’d his eyes another way,
And forc'd him to pursue the now neglected prey.

There stood a forest on the mountain's brow,
Which over-look'd the shaded plains below,
No founding ax presum'd those trees to bite;
Coeval with the world, a venerable fight.
The heroes there arriv’d, some spread around
The toils, some search the footiteps on the ground,
Some from the chains the faithful dogs unbound.
Of action eager, and intent on thought,
The chiefs their honourable danger sought :
A valley stood below; the common drain
Of waters from above, and falling rain :
The bottom was a moist and marshy ground,
Whose edges were with bending osiers crown'd;
The knotty bulruth next in order stood,
And all within of reeds a trembling wood.


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From hence the boar was rous’d, and sprung amain,
Like lightning sudden on the warrior-train ;
Beats down the trees before him, shakes the ground,
The forest echoes to the crackling sound :
Shout the fierce youth, and clamours ring around.
All stood with their protended (pears prepar’d,
With broad steel heads the brandish'd weapons glar'd.
The beast impetuous with his tutks aside
Deals glancing wounds; the fearful dogs divide :
All spend their mouth aloft, but none abide.
Echion threw the first, but miss'd his mark,
And stuck his boar-spear on a maple's bark,
Then Jason ; and his javelin seem'd to take,
But fail'd with over-force, and whizz’d above his back.
Mopsus was next; but ere he threw, address’d
To Phoebus thus : O patron, help thy priest.
If I adore, and ever have ador'd
Thy power divine, thy present aid afford;
That I may reach the beast. The God allow'd
His prayer, and, smiling, gave him what he could :
He reach'd the savage, but no blood he drew,
Dian unarm’d the javelin as it flew.

This chaf’d the boar, his nostrils fames expire,
And his red eye-balls roll with living fire.
Whirld from a fling, or from an engine thrown,
Amidst the foes, so flies a mighty stone,
As fiew the beast; the left wing put to flight,
The chiefs o’erborn, he rushes on the right.
Empalamos and Pelagon he laid
In dust, and next to death, but for their fellows aid.


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Onefimus far'd worse, prepar’d to fly;
The fatal fang drove deep within his thigh,
And cut the nerves; the nerves no more fustain
The bulk; the bulk unprop'd falls headlong on the

Nestor had fail'd the fall of Troy to see,
But, leaning on his lance, he vaulted on a tree;
Then, gathering up his feet, look'd down with fear,
And thought his monstrous foe was still too near.
Against a stump his tusk the monster grinds,
And in the sharpen’d edge new vigour finds ;
Then, trusting to his arms, young Othrys found,
And ranch'd his hips with one continued wound.
Now Leda's twins, the future stars, appear :
White were their habits, white their horses were ;
Conspicuous both, and both in act to throw,
Their trembling lances brandith'd at the foe :
Nor had they miss’d; but he to thickets Aed,
Conceald from aiming spears, not pervious to the steeda
But Telamon rush'd in, and happ'd to meet
A rising root, that held his faften'd feet;
So down he fell, whom, sprawling on the ground,
His brother from the wooden gyves unbound.
Mean time the virgin-huntress was not Now
T'expel the shaft from her contracted bow :
Beneath his ear the fasten'd arrow stood,
And from the wound appear'd the trickling blood.
She blush'd for joy: But Meleagrus rais’d
His voice with loud applause, and the fair archer prais’d.

He was the first to see, and first to low
His friends the marks of the successful blow.
Nor shall thy valour want the praises due,
He said ; a virtuous envy fiz'd the crew.
They shout; the fhouting animates their hearts,
And all at once employ their thronging darts ;
But, out of order thrown, in air they join ;
And multitude makes frustrate the design.
With both his hands the proud Ancæus takes,
And flourishes his double-biting ax:
Then, forward to his fate, he took a stride
Before the rest, and to his fellows cry'd,
Give place, and mark the difference, if you can,
Between a woman-warrior and a man;
The boar is doom'd; nor, though Diana lend
Her aid, Diana can her beast defend.
Thus boasted he; then stretch’d, on tiptoe stood,
Secure to make his empty promise good.
But the more wary beast prevents the blow,
And upward rips the groin of his audacious foe.
Ancæus falls; his bowels from the wound
Rush out, and clotted blood distains the ground.

Pirithous, no small portion of the war,
Pressid on, and shook his lance : to whom from far,
Thus Theseus cry'd : O stay, my better part,
My more than mistress; of my heart, the heart.
The ftrong may fight aloof: Ancæus try'd
His force too near, and by presuming dy'd:
He said, and while he spake, his javelin threw;
Hilling in air th' unerring weapon flew;
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