The form femiliar hover'd o'er his head :
" And sleeps Aphilles," (thus the phantom said)
'* Sleeps my AchilFes, his Patroclus dead ? -
Living, I seem'd his dearest, tendercst caiw.
But now forgot, I wander in the air.
Let my pale corpse the rites of burial know^
And give me entrance in the realms below t .
1111 then the spirit finds no resting place.
But here and there th* unbody'd spectres chasa
The vagrant dead around tbe dark abode.
Forbid to cross th' irremeable flood«
Now give thy hand : for to the ferther shore
When once we pass, the soul returns no more :
When once the last funereal flames ascend
^o more shall meet Achilles and his friend ;
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POPFS TBANSL ATIONS.
Ko more auf tlioagfatl fcd those we lo?'d male
Or quit the dearest, to convene alone, [known ;
Me fate has severed from the sons of earth,
The fate foredoomM that waited from my birth :
Thee too it waits ; before the Trqjan wall
Ev'n great and godlike thou art doora'd to fidl.
Hear then ; and as in fate and love we join,
Ah, sufier that my bones may rest with thine !
Together ha^e we liv'd ; together bred.
One boose receiv'd us, and one table fed ;
lliat golden um, thy goddess mother gave.
May mix our. ashes in one common grave."
*' And is it thou ?" (he answers) " to my sight .
Once more retum^st thou from the realms of
night?
Oh more than brother ! Think each office paid,
'What«j*er can rest a discontented shade ;
But grant one last emJi»race, unhappy boy !
Afford at least that melancholy joy. *' .
He said, and with his longing arms esny^d
In vain to grasp the visionary shade p
Like a thin smoke he sees the ^irit fly.
And hears a feeble, lamentaBle cry.
Confused he wakes ; amazement breaks the bands
Of golden sleep, and, starting from the sands,
Pepsive he muses witli uplifted hands :
" 'Tis true, 'tis certain ; man, thoug(h dead, retains
Part of himself ; th' immortal mind remains :
The form subsists without the body's aid,
Aerial pemblanoe, and an empty shade !
This night my friepd, so late in battle lost,
Stood at my side, ii pensive, plaintive ghtNjt ;
£v'n now familiar, as in life, be came,
Alas ! how different ! yet bow like the same !''
Thus while he spoke, each eye grew big with
And now the rosy-finger'd Mom appears, [tears :
Shows eveory mournful face with tears overspread*
And glares on the pale visage of the dead.
But Agamemnou, at the rites deuMud,
With mules and waggons sends a chosen band.
To load the timber, and the pile to rear ;
A charge consign'd to Merion's faithful care.
IVith proper ipstnuntiits they take tbe road.
Axes to cut, and ropes to slicg the load.
First march the heavy mules, securely slow,
0*er hills, o*er dales, o'er crags» o'er rocks, they go :
Jumping, high o'er the shrubs of the rough ground.
Rattle the clattering cars, and the sbockt axles
But when arriv'd at Ida's spreading woods [bound.
(Fair Ida water'd with descending floods)
Loud sounds the axe, redoublmg strokes on strokes ;
On all sides round the forest hurls her oaks
Headlong. Deep*«chohag groan the thickets brown;
Then, rustling, crackling, crashing, thunder down.
The wood the Gcecians cleave, prepar'd to bum ; .
And the slowjmuies the same rough road return.
The sturdy woodmen equal burdens bore
(Such charge was given them) to the, sandy^ shore ;
There, on the spot which great Achil)e>>show*d,
They eas'd their. sbouldtrs, anddispoi'd the load ;
Circling. aropnd -the place, where times- to oome
Shall view Patroclus' and Achilles' tomb.
The hero bids his martial troops appear
High' on their cars, in-aU tbe pomp of war;
Each in refolgentannsbis limbs-attires^
All mount their charvots,- combatants and squirest
llie chariots ihrst proceed , a- shintnji^ trani ;
Then cloods-of feet that smoke atong tfae^aiir;
JNext theft a-melanchely band appear.
Amidst, li^d#adoP4lMolii0H>»ih«*bi«rs
O'er all tbe corpse their scatter'd locks they tbiw ;
Achilles next, oppressed with mighty woe.
Supporting with his bauds the hero's head.
Bends o'erth' extended body of the dead.
Patroclus decent on tli* appointed ground
They place, and heap the sylvan pile around.
But great Achilles stands apart in praver,
And from his head divides the yellow hair ;
Those curling locks which from his youth he vow'd »
And sacred grew, to Spcrchius' honour'd flood ^
! Then, sighing, to the deep'his looks he cast.
And roird his eyes around the watery waste :
** Sperchius ! whose waves in nuizy errcrors lost
Delightful roll along my native coast !
To whom we vainly vow'd, at our return,
Thcbe locks to fall, and hecatombs to bum :
Full fifty rams to bleed in sacrifice.
Where to the day thy silver fountains rise.
And where in shade oi consecrated bowers
Thy altars stand, perfum'd with native flowerB I
So vow'd my father, but he vowM in vain ;
No more Achilles sees his native plain :
In that vain hope these hairs no longer grow^
Patroclus bears them to the shades below."
Thus o'er Patroclus while the hero pray'd^
On his cold hand the sacred lock he laid.
Once more afresh the Grc'cian sorrows flow :
And now the Son had set upon their woe.
But to tbe king of men thus spoke the chiefs
*^ Enough, Atrides ! give the troops relief :
I^ermit the mourning legions to retire.
And let the chiefs alone attend the pyre ;
The pious care be ours, the dead to bura"-^
He said : the people to their ships return >
While those deputed to inter the slain
Heap with a rising pyramid the plain.
A hundred foot in length, a hundred wide.
The growing stmcture spreads on every side j
High on the top the manly corpse they 4ay,
And well-fed sheep and sable oxen slay :
Achilles cover'd with their fat the dead.
And the pil'd victims round the body spread ^
Then jars of honey, and of fragrant oil.
Suspends around, low-bendiag o'er the-pilet
Four sprightly coursers, with a deadly groan.
Pour forth their lives, and on the pyre are thrcywiu
Of nine large dogs, domestic at his board.
Fall two, selected to attend their lord.
Then last of all, and horrible to teW,
Sad sacrifice ! twelve Trojan c^tives fell.
On these the rage of fire victorious preys.
Involves and joins them in one common blazeu
Sraear'd with the bloody rites, he stands on bi^^
And calls the spirit with a dr^ful cry :
" All hail, Patroclus ! let thy vengeful gUost
Hear, and exult^ on Pluto's dreary coast.
Behold Achilles' promise fiilly paid.
Twelve Trojan heroes ofi*er'd to thy shade ;
But heavier fates on Hector's corpse attend,
Sav'd from the flames for hungry dogs to reiid."
So spake he threatening : but the^s made vaa^
His threat, and guard inviolaite the slain ;
Celestial Venus hover'd o'er his head.
And roseate unguents, heavenly fragrance ! shed z
She watch'd him all the night, and all the day^
And drove theblood-hounds from their destined J^fem^
Nor sacred Phoebus less employ'd his case ;
He pour'd around a veil of gather'd air.
And kept the nerves undry'd, tbe flesh eotirt^
Against the solar beam and Syrian fire.
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Kor yet tfic pile where ddad Patroclus lies.
Smokes, nor as yet the sullen flames arise ;
^ut hat beside, Achilles stood m prayer,
Inrok'd the gods, whose spirit moves the air.
And f ictims promis'd, and libations cast, .
To gentle Zephyr and the Boreal blast :
He caird th* aerial powers, along the skies
To breathe, and whisper to the fires to rise.
The winged Iris'heard the hero's call,
And instant hastened to their airy hall.
Where, in old Zephyr's open courts on high,
Sst all the blustering brethren of the sky.
She shone amidst them, on her painted bow ;
The ro"ky pavement glittered with the show.
All from the banquet rise, and each invites
The >-arious goddess to partake the rites :
" Not 9o" (the dame reply'd) " I haste to go
To sacred Ocean, and the floods below :
£v*n now our solemn hecatombs attend,
And Heaven is feasting oo the world's preen end.
With righteous £thiops (ancorrupted train!).
ftT on th' extremest limits of the main." .
But Pelens' son entreats, with sacrifice,
The Western spirit, and the North to rise ;
" Ijet on Patroclus' pile youi* blast be driven,
And bear the blazing honours high to Heaven."
Swift as the word she vanish'd from their view :
Swift as the word the winds tumultuous flew ;
Forth burst the stormy band with thundering roar,
And heaps on heaps the clouds are tost before.
To the wide main then stooping from the skies.
The heaving deeps in watery mountains rise :
Troy feels the blast along her shaking walls.
Till oo the pile the gather'd tempest falls.
The- structure crackles in the roaring fires.
And all the night the plenteous flame aspires.
AJI niirht Achilles hails Patroclus' soul,
With large libations from the golden bowL
As a poor father, helpless and undone,
>loums o'er the ashes of an only sou,
Takes a sad pleasure the last bones to bum.
And pours in tears, ere yet they close the urn :
.^ stay'd Achilles, circling round the shore.
So watchM the flames, 'till now they flame no more.
Twas when, emerging through the shades of night,
The nkoming planet told th' approach of light ;
And fest behind, Aurora's wanner ray
O'.^ the broad ocean pour'd the golden day :
Then sunk the blaze, the pile no longer burn'd.
And to their caves the whistling winds returned ;
Across the Thracian seas their course they bore ;
Ihe mfBeii seas beneath their passage roar.
Then parting from the pile he ceas'd to weep,
And sunk to quief in th' embrace of sleep,
flxbauBted with his grief: meanwhile the crowd
Of thronging Grecians round Achilles stood ;
The tumult wak*d him : from his eyes he shook
raviltinf slumber, and the chiefs bespoke :
" Ye kings and princes of th* Achaian name !
rmt let us quench the yet remaining flame
"Ulth sable wine; then (as the rites direct)
The hero's bones with can'ful view select :
(Apart, and easy to be known, they lie
.\inidst the heap, and obvious to the eye :
Trie rest aronnd the margin will be seen
Prmnxacuoas, steeds and immolated men).
Thitse, wrapt in double calls of fat, prepare ;
Aod ha the golden vise dispose with care ;
There let them rest, with decent honour laid,
rai I shall follow to th' in^mal shade.
vol. XIX*
Meantime erect the tomb with pious hand%
A common structure on the buiiibie sands ;
Hereafter Greece^ some nobler work m^y raised
And late posterity record our praise."
The Greeks ob< y ; where yet the embers glow.
Wide o'er the p'de the sable wine they throw.
And deep subsides the ashy heap below.
Next, the white bonei his sad companions place.
With tears collected, in the golden vase.
The sacred relics to the tent they bore ;
The urn a veil of linen covcr'd o'er.
That done, they bid the sepulchre aspire.
And cast the deep foundations round the pyre ;
High in the midst they heap the swelling bed
Of rising earth, memorial of the dead.
The swarming populace the chief detains.
And leads amidst a wide extent of plains ;
There plac'd them round : then from the ships pro-
ceeds
A trajn of oxen, mules, and stately steeds.
Vases and tripods (for the funeral games)
Resplendent brass, and more resplendent dames.
First stood the prizes to reward the force
Of rapid racers in the dusty course :
A woman for the first in beauty's bloom,
Skill'd in the needle, and the labouring loom ;
And a latge vase, where two bright handles rise.
Of twenty measures its capacious size.
The second victor claims a mare unbroke.
Big with a mule unknowing of the yoke :
The third a chargtT yet untouch'd by flame ;
Four ample measures held the shining frame ;
Two golden talents for the fourth were plac'd ;
An ample double bo>\l contents the last
These in fair order rang'd upon the plain.
The hero, rising, thus addrcst the train :
** Behold the prizes, valiant Greeks ? decreed
To brave the rulers of the racing iteed ;
Prizes which none beside ourself could gain.
Should our immortal coursers take the plain
(A race unrival'd, which from ocean's god
Peleus recciv'd, and on his son bcstow'd).
But this no time our vigour to display ; *
Nor suit with them the games of this sad day ;
r>ost is Patroclus now, that wont to deck
Their flowing manes, and sleek their glossy neck.
Sad, as they sbar'd in human grief, they stand.
And trail those graceful honours on the sand ;
Let others for the noble task prepare,
Who trust the courser, and the flying car."
Fir'd at his word, the rival racers rise ;
But far the first, Eumelus, hopes the prize,
Fam'd through Pieria for the fleetest breed.
And skill'd to manage the hii^h-bounding steed.
With equal ardour bold Tydides sweli'd
The steeds of Tros beneath his yoke rompeU'd
(Which late olwy'd the Dardan chief's command,
VVhcn scarce a god redccm'd him from his Ixand).
Then Menelaiis his Pod.-ngus brinjrs,
And the fam'd courser of the kiiiv^ of kinfrs :
Whom rich Echepolus (more rich than brave)
To 'scape the wars, to Agamemnon gave,
CjT.the her name) at home to end his days ;
Ra^e wealth preferrinc: to eternal praise.
Ntxt him Antilochus demands the (ourse,
With b' ating heait, and ohe(ra his Pylian horse.
T'xpt ri( ncd Xrstor gives his son the reins.
Directs his judernient, and his h^'at restrains;
Nor idly warns the hoary sire, nor liears
The prudent son with unattending ears :
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POPK^S TRANSLATION&
'*Myton! though youthful •rdcur fire tby bcisut,
The godt have f ov'd thee, and with arts have Mestk
Neptune and Jove on thee conferred the skill.
Swift round the goal to turn the flying wheel.
To guide thy conduct, little precept needs ;
Dili slow. And past their vigour, are my steeds.
Fear not thy rivals, though for swiftness known ;
Compare those rivals' Judgment, and thy own :
It is not stren|th, but art, obtains the prize.
And to be swift is less than to be wise.
'Tu more by art, than force of numerous strokes.
The dextrous woodman shapes the stubborn oaks ;
By art the pilot, through the boiling deep
And howling tempest, steers the fearless ship;
And 'tis the artist wins the glorious course,
Kot those "who trusts in chariots and in horse.
In vain ; unskilful, to the goal they strive.
And sh<Mrt, or wide, the ungovem'd couiser drive :
M'bile with sure skill, though with inferior steeds.
The knowing racer to his end proceeds ;
FixM on the goal his eye fore-runs the course.
His hand unerring steers the steady horse.
And now contracts or now extends the rein.
Observing still the foremost on the plain.
Mark then the goal, 'tis easy to be found ;
Yon aged tnmk, a cubit from the ground.
Of some once stately oak the last reniainf^
Or hardy fir, unpe-.rish'd with the rains :
Enclosed with stones, conspicuous from afar i
And round, a circle for the wheeling car
(Some tomb, perhaps, of oM, the dead to grace ;
Or then, as now, the limit of a race);
Bear close to this, and warily proce^
A little bending to the left-hand steed :
But urge the right, and give him all the reins ;
AVhile thy strict hand his fellow's head restrains.
And turns him short $ till, doubling as they roU,
The wheel's round naves appear to brush the goaL
Yet (not to break the car, or lame the horse)
Clear of the stony heap direct the course;
Lrtt, through incaution failing, thou raay'st be
A joy to others, a reproach to me.
So Shalt thou pass the goal, secure of mind.
And leave unskilful swiftness far behind ;
Though thy fierce rival drove the matchless steed
Which bore Adrastus, of celestial breed ;
Or the fam'd race, through all the regions known.
That whirPd the car of proud Laomedon."
Thus (nought unsaid) the mucb-advising sage
Conclud«£S ; then sate, stifi'with unwieldy age.
Next bold Meriones was seen to rise.
The laiit, but not least ardent for tbe prize.
They mount their seats; the lots their place dis-
poije
f Roll'd mhis helmet, these Achilles throws).
Young Nestor leads tbe race : Eumelus then ;
And next, the brother of the king of men :
Thy lot, Meriones. the fourth was cast;
And far the bravest, Diomc<lf ^as la^
They stand in order, an impatient train ;
Pelides points the barrier on the plain,
And sends before old Phcenix to the place.
To mark, the racers, and to judge the race.
At once the coursers from tbe barrier bound ;
The lifte.i scourges all at once resound ;
Their hearU, thtir eyes, their voice, they send be-
fore;
And up the champaign thunder from the shore:
Thick, where tbcy drive, the dusty clouds arise.
And lie lost ooifcier io tbe^hirlwmd flies ;
Loose on their shoulders the loog AtiMi, teWd,
Float in their speed, and dance upon the wind:
The smoking chariots, rapid as they bound.
Now seem to touch the sky, and now the ground.
While, hot for Ihme, and conquest all theirxMi^
(Each o'er his flying courser hung in air)
Erect with ardour, pois'd upon the rein,
They pant, they stretch, they shout akmg the plih^
Now (the lafct compass fetch'd around the goal)
At the near prize each gatheit all his soul,.
Each bums with double hope, with double pahs.
Tears up the shore, and thunders toward the mail.
First flew Eumelus on Pheretian steeds ;
With those of Tros bold Diomed succeeds :
Close on Eumelus' back they poff the wind.
And seem just mounting on his car behind;
Full on his neck he feels the sultry breeze.
And, hovering o'er, their stretching shadow sees.
Then had he lost, or left a doubtful prize i
But angry Phoebus to Tydides flies.
Strikes from his band the scourge, and rendeit vaia
His matchless horses' labour on the plain.
Hage fills his eye, with anguish to survey,
Snatch'd from his hope, the glories of the day.
The fraud celestial Pallas sees with pain.
Springs to her knight, and gives the scootge agai%
And tills his steeds with vigour. , At a stn^
She breaks his rival's chariot froin the yoke;
Nor more their way the startled horses held;
The car revecs'd came rattling on the field;
Shot headlong from his seat, beside tbe wheel.
Prone on the dust Ui* unhappy master fell;
His batter'd face and elboas strike the groiiad ;
Nose, mouth, and front, one undistinguish'd wouad:
Grisf stops his voice, a torrent drowns his eyet ;
Before him for the glad Tydides flies ;
Minerva's spirit drives his matchless pace.
And crowns him victor of the labour'd race.
Tlie next, though distant, Menelatis succeeds;
While thus young Nestor animates his steeds :
*' Now, now, my generous pair, exert yourfocce;
Not that we hope to ojatch Tydides' horse.
Since great Miucrva wings their rapid wayc.
And gives their lord the honours of tbe day.
But reach Atrides ! shall his mare out-go
Your swiftness, vaoquishM by a foniale foe ?
Through your neglect, if lagging on the plaia
The last ignoble gift be all we gain ;
No more shall Nestor's baud your ficx>d supply^
The old man's fury rises, and ye die.
Haste then ; yon narrow road before our sight
Presents the occasion, could we use it right."
Thu5 he. The coursers, at their master's thr«aft»
With quicker steps the sounding champaign beaL
And now Antilochus, with nice survey.
Observes the compass of the hollow way.
''('was where, by force of wintery torrents tom.
Fast by the road a precipice was w<nni :
Here, where but one could pass to shuo the throag;
The Spartan hero's charbt smok'd alDog.
Close up the venturous youth rtsoTve» to kaep.
Still edging near, and bears him tow'rd tl^estaepw
Atrides, titimbliog, ca.sts his eye below^
And wondcis at the rashness of his foe. [to ridl
" Hold, stay your steeds! — What noadness thus
This narrow way ! Take larger field ' " he cry'd^
•* Or both must fall."— Atrides cry'd in Tain;
He flies more fast, and throws up all ihexssa.
Far as an able arm the disk caniSrudf
Wheu youthful rivak their (WLtooa-CBlOidt
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8» kt, Antitodiw! tlif chmtk/t flew
More the king? be, cautious, btdiw«rd drew
fts hone compett'd ; forebodiaf in his fears
The raiAling niia of the dashiog care,
Tkt floonderiM coarsen roUtog oo tlie ptata,
Attd conquest lost through frantic hnste to gain:
Bat thus upbraids his rital, as he flies;
** Go, forioQs youth ! ungenerous and Unwise !
Go, but expect not ril the prise resign; —
Add perjury to fraud, and make it thine."
Then to his steeds with all hts force he cries;
""Beswift, be vigorous, and regain the prize I
Your rivals, destitute of youthf il fb^
With fisintiag knees shall labolir in the course,
And yidd the glory yours."— the steeds obey ;
Ahcndy at their heels they wing their way,
lad seem already to retrieve the day.
Meanttme the GreciaDS in a ring beiield'
The co msc ia bounding o'er the dusty field.
Tike first who mark'd them was the CreUn Ung ;
fl%h on a rising ground, above the ring,
The mooarcfa sate : from whence, with sore survey,
He wefl obaerVd the chief who Idl the way.
And heard Irom fcr hb animating cries,
And saw the foreiMil iteed with sharpen*d eyes;
Os whose broad fhmt, a blaac of shining white,
like tbeloM Moon, stood obvious to the sight.
Heaaw; and, rwng, to the OredBs begna :
** Ave yooAer hocse disoem'd by me akne)
Or can ye, aN, anoth er duef survey.
And oCbar Steeds, thM lataly led the way ?
Those, thooffh the swiftest, by some god wfthh^,
lie sore disabled in the middle fiahl :
Far, sittee the yoal they ilonbled,WHmd the plahi
1 sBawli to find them, but 1 sea r di in vain.
Berdance the reins forsook the driver's hand.
And, tnm*d too short, he tnmbUd on the strand,
SbotflRMB the chariot; whUe his couiwrs stray
With fraslie ftiry Ikon the dcstia'd way.
Biae then some other, and mrorm my sight
(Bnrtheae dial eyes, periiaps, disoera not right)
Teksmre bf stems (to judge by shape and air)
The great JBtoliaa chisi^ renowned m war."
-* OU asan !" (OBeos rwfaiy thns replies)
" Thy taague too hastBy confers the prise ;
Of tfaooa who view the oourse, not sbarpest-ejr'dy
Kor yowagest, yet flit readiest to decide.
FhbisIus^ steads, high-bounding in the chaas^
Mtf, as at first, unrivalPd lead the race;
I waU ditorm him as he shakes the rein,
Aad hear his shoula vSotorious o'er the plain.'*
he, Idomcneus, aicens'd, r^Join'd:
ofwovdi! and arrogant of mind!
Ipfinee, of all the Greeks beside
The last m morit, as the first in pride:
To vile leproadi what answer eaniM Biake ?
a goklat or a ti^pod tet us stidca.
And be Ika king the judge. The sMst uanrisa
Wm leaf* their rashness, when they pay the priaa.**
Btmidz aodA}ax, by mad pa^on borne,
•ton liad reply'd ; fierce stem enhancJM sooM
IVifidlextiemcst botTbetU'gedKkason
Awfcl amldit them rdse, and thus begun :
"Ksbear, yechieii! reproachfal to contend;
UaA af a MjUB Uame, Aould oOien thus oflbnd t
And la! tV s|ipseaohh« steeds your oontot end."
ge an a mt hsrfhespoiie, but, thundering amr,
Mvua t hi wu gb a strtam af dust the eharknoir.
^|»n'erhishdadtheciidiaibshhewirtds|
His car amidst the dusty whfitwiad roUM»
Bright with the mingled Mace of tin and gold.
Refulgent through tike cloud; nomoouHfind
The track his flymg wheels had Uik behind t
AikI the fierce coursers urg'd their rapid paoa
So swift, it sesn'd a fUfbt, and not a race.
Now victor at the goal Tydides stands.
Quits bis bright car, and springs upon the samks
From the hot steeds the sweaty torrents stream ^
The weU-ply*d whip is hung athwart the beam i
With joy brave Stbenelos receives the prize.
The tnpod«vase, and dame with radiant eyes:
These to the ships bis train triumphant leads.
The chief hnnself unyokes the panting steeds.
Young Nestor fbUows (who by ait, iMtfbne»
O'er-past Atrides) second in the coune.
Behhid, Atrides urg|d the race, more near
Than to the courser in his swift cai^er
The following car, jost touching with his heel.
And brushing with his tail, the whiriing wheel t
Such and so narrow now the space between
The rivals, late so disUnt on the green ;
So soon swift /Bthe her lost ground regain'd.
One length, one moment, had the race obtain'd.
Merion pursued, at greater distance still.
With tardier coursers, and bferior skill.
Last came, Admetos! thy unhappy son :
Slow dragg'd the steeds his batter'd chariot on :
Achilles sa#, and pitying thus begun :
'* Behold ! the man whose matchlesi art surpskt
The sons of Greece ! the ablest, yet the last !
Fortune denies, but justice bids us pay
(Since great Tydides bears the first awar)
,To him the second honours of the day.''
The Greeks consent with loud applaudhig cries ;
And then Eumalus had received the prize :
But youthful Nestor, jeabos of his fame,
Th' award opposes, and asserts his claim.
*' Think not," he cries, *' I tamely will resign^
O Peleus* sotf ! the mare so justly mhie.
Whai if the gods, the skilfkil to confound, [groni^f