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A bastard son of Priam, met the blow :
He from Abydos came, his high-bred mares
There left to pasture ; him Ulysses, fill'd
With fury at his lov'd companion's death, 575

Smote on the head ; through either temple pass'd
The pointed spear, and darkness veil'd his eyes.
Thund'ring he fell, and loud his armour rang.
At this the Trojan chiefs, and Hector's self, 579

'Gan to give ground : the Greeks with joyful shouts
Seiz'd on the dead, and forward urg'd their course.
From Ilium's heights Apollo, filled with wrath,
Look'd down, and to the Trojans shouted loud :
" Uprouse ye, valiant Trojans ! give not way
Before the Greeks ; their bodies are not stone, 585
Nor iron, to defy your trenchant swords ;


And great Achilles, fair-hair'd Thetis' son,

Fights not, but o'er his anger broods apart."

So from the city call'd the heav'nly voice ;

The Greeks, meanwhile, all-glorious Pallas fir'd, 590

Mov'd 'mid the tumult, and the laggards rous'd.

Then fell Diores, Amarynceus' son :
A rugged fragment of a rock had crush'd
His ancle and right leg : from ^Enon came
The Thracian chief who hurl'd it, Peirous, son 595
Of Imbrasus ; the tendons both, and bones,
The huge mass shatter'd ; backward in the dust
He fell, both hands extending to his friends,
Gasping his life away ; then quick up-ran
He who the blow had dealt, and with his spear 600
Thrust through him, by the navel ; from the wound
His bowels gush'd, and darkness veil'd his eyes.

But he, advancing, through the breast was struck
Above the nipple, by th' ^Etolian chief. GO-k

Thoas ; and through his lungs the spear was driv'n.
Thoas approach'cl, and from his breast withdrew
The sturdy spear, and with his sharp-edg'd sword
Across his waistband gave the mortal stroke :


Yet could not touch his arms ; for all around

The Thracian warriors, with their tufted crowns, 610

Their long spears held before them, him, though stout,

And strong, and valiant, kept at bay ; perforce

lie yielded ; and thus side by side were laid

The two, the Thracian and th' Epeian chief;

And round them many a valiant soldier lay. 615

"Well might the deeds achieved that day deserve
His praise, who through that bloody field might pas9
By sword or spear unwounded, by the hand
Gf Pallas guarded from the weapon's flight ;
For many a Trojan, many a Greek, that day 620

Prone in the dust, and side by side, were laid.



Diomed, assisted by Pallas, performs wonders in this day's battle.
Pandarns wounds bim witb an arrow, but tbe goddess cures him,
enables him to discern gods from mortals, and prohibits him
from contending with any of the former, excepting Venus.
iEneas joins Pandarus to oppose him, Pandarus is killed, and
iEneas in great danger but for the assistance of Venus ; who, as
she is removing her son from the fight, is wounded on the hand
by Diomed. Apollo seconds her in his rescue, and, at length,
carries off iEneas to Troy, where he is healed in the temple of
Pergamus. Mars rallies the Trojans, and assists Hector to make
a stand. In the mean time iEneas is restored to the field, and
they overthrow several of the Greeks ; among the rest Tlepolemus
is slain by Sarpedon. Juno and Minerva descend to resist Mars ;
the latter incites Diomed to go against that god ; he wounds
him, and sends him groaning to heaven.

The first battle continues through this book. The scene is the same
as in the former.




UCH strength and courage then to Diomed

The son of Tydeus, Pallas gave, as rais'd,
'Mid all the Greeks, the glory of his name.
Forth from his helm and shield a fiery light
There flash'd, like autumn's star, that brightest shines
When newly risen from his ocean bath. 6

So from the warrior's head and shoulders flash'd
That fiery light, as to the midst he urg'd
His furious course, where densest masses fought.

There was one Dares 'mid the Trojan host, 10

The priest of Vulcan, rich, of blameless life ;
Two gallant sons he had, Idasus nam'd,
And Phegeus, skill'd in all the points of war.
These, parted from the throng, the warrior met ;
They on their car, while he on foot advanc'd. 15

When near they came, first Phegeus threw his spear ;
O'er the left shoulder of Tydides pass'd

148 HOMER'S ILIAD. Book V.

The erring weapon's point, and miss'd its mark.

His pond'rous spear in turn Tydides threw,

And not in vain ; on Phegeus' breast it struck, 20

Full in the midst, and hurl'd him from the ear.

Idseus from the well-wrought chariot sprang,

And fled, nor durst his brother's corpse defend.

Nor had he so escap'd the doom of death,

But Vulcan bore him safely from the field, 25

In darkness shrouded, that his aged sire

Might not be wholly of his sons bereav'd.

The car Tydides to his comrades gave,

And bade them to the ships the horses drive.

Now when the Trojans Dares' sons beheld, 30

The one in flight, the other stretch'd in death,
Their spirits within them quail'd ; but Pallas took
The hand of Mars, and thus address'd the God :
/ " Mars, Mars, thou bane of mortals, blood-stain'd Lord,
Razer of cities, wherefore leave we not 35

The Greeks and Trojans to contend, and see
To which the sire of all will vict'ry give ;
WTiile we retire, and shun the wrath of Jove ?"
Thus saying, from the battle Mars she led,

Book V. HOMER'S ILIAD. 149

And plac'd him on Scamander's steepy banks. 40
The Greeks drove back the Trojan host ; the chiefs
Slew each his victim ; Agamemnon first,
The mighty monarch, from his chariot hnrl'd
Hodins, the sturdy Halizonian chief,
Him, as he turn'd, between the shonlder-blades 45
The jav'lin struck, and through his chest was driv'n ;
Thund'ring he fell, and loud his armour rang.

On Phsestus, Boras' son, Mseonian chief,
Who from the fertile plains of Tarn a came,
Then sprang Idomeneus ; and as he sought 50

To mount upon his car, the Cretan King
Through his right shoulder drove the pointed spear ;
He fell ; the shades of death his eyes o'erspread,
And of his arms the followers stripp'd his corpse.

The son of Atreus, Menelaus, slew 55

Scamandrius, son of Strophius, sportsman keen,
In woodcraft skilful ; for his practis'd hand
Had by Diana's self been taught to slay
Each beast of chase the mountain forest holds.
But nought avail'd him then the Archer-Queen 60
Diana's counsels, nor his boasted art


Of distant aim ; for as lie fled, the lance

Of Menelaus, Atreus' warlike son,

Behind his neck, between the shoulder-blades,

His flight arresting, through his chest was driv'n. 65

Headlong he fell, and loud his armour rang.

Phereclus by Meriones was slain,
Son of Harmonides, whose practis'd hand
Knew well to fashion many a work of art ;
By Pallas highly favour'd ; he the ships TO

For Paris built, first origin of ill,
Freighted with evil to the men of Troy,
And to himself, who knew not Heav'n's decrees.
Him, in his headlong flight, in hot pursuit
Meriones o'ertook, and thrust his lance 75

Through his right flank ; beneath the bone was driv'n
The spear, andpierc'd him through : prone on his knees,
Groaning, he fell, and death his eyelids clos'd.

Meges Pedaeus slew, Antenor's son,
A bastard born, but by Theano rear'd 80

With .tender care, and nurtur'd as her son,
"With her own children, for her husband's sake.
Him, Phyleus' warrior son, approaching near,


Thrust through the junction of the head and neck ;
Crash' d through his teeth the spear beneath the tongue ;
Prone in the dust he gnash'd the brazen point. 86

Eurypylus, Eusemon's noble son,
Hypsenor slew, the worthy progeny
Of Dolopion brave ; Scamander's priest,
And by the people as a God rever'd : 90

Him, as he fled before him, from behind
Eurypylus, Eueemon's noble son,
Smote -with the sword ; and from the shoulder-point
The brawny arm he sever'd ; to the ground
Down fell the gory hand ; the darkling shades \ 95
Of death, and rig'rous doom, his eyelids clos'd. '

Thus labour'd they amid the stubborn fight ;
But of Tydides none might say to whom
His arm belong'd, or whether with the hosts
Of Troy or Greece he mingled in the fight : 100

Hither and thither o'er the plain he rush'd,
Like to a wintry stream, that brimming o'er
Breaks down its barriers in its rapid course ;
Nor well-built bridge can stem the flood, nor fence
That guards the fertile fields, as down it pours 105


Its sudden torrent, swoll'n with rain from Heav'n,
And many a goodly work of man destroys :
So back were borne before Tydides' might
The serried ranks of Troy, nor dar'd await,
Despite their numbers, his impetuous charge. 110

Him when Lycaon's noble son beheld
Careering o'er the plain, the serried ranks
Driving before him, quick at Tydeus' son
He bent his bow ; and onward as he rush'd,
On the right shoulder, near the breastplate's joint, 115
The stinging arrow struck ; right through it pass'd,
And held its way, that blood the breastplate stain'd.
Then shouted loud Lycaon's noble son :
" Arouse ye, valiant Trojans, ye who goad
Your flying steeds ; the bravest of the Greeks 120
Is wounded, nor, I deem, can long withstand
My weapon, if indeed from Lycia's shore
By Phoebus' counsel sent I join'd the war."

Thus he, vain-glorious ; but not so was quell'd
The godlike chief; back he withdrew, and stood 125
Beside his car, and thus to Sthenelus,
The son of Capaneus, his speech address'd :


" Up, gentle son of Capaneus, descend

From off the car, and from my shoulder draw

This stinging arrow forth." He said, and down 130

Leap'd" from the chariot Sthenelus, and stood

Beside him ; and as forth he drew the shaft,

Gush'd out the blood, and dyed the twisted mail.

Then thus the valiant son of Tydeus pray'd :

" Hear me, thou child of segis-bearing Jove, 135

Unconquer'd ! if amid the deadly fight

Thy friendly aid my father e'er sustain'd,

Let me in turn thy favour find ; and grant

"Within my reach and compass of my spear

That man may find himself, who unawares 140

Hath wounded me, and vainly boasting deems

I shall not long behold the light of day."

Thus pray'd the chief, and Pallas heard his pray'r ;

To all his limbs, to feet and hands alike,

She gave fresh vigour ; and with winged words, 145

Beside him as she stood, address'd him thus :

u Go fearless onward, Diomed, to meet
The Trojan hosts ; for I within thy breast
Thy father's dauntless courage have infus'd,

154 HOMER'S ILIAD. Book V,

Such, as of old in Tydeus' bosom dwelt, 150

Bold horseman, buckler-clad ; and from thine eyes
The film that dimm'd them I have purg'd away,
That thou mayst well 'twixt Gods and men discern.
If then some God make trial of thy force,
"With other of th' Immortals fight thou not ; 155

But should Jove's daughter Yenus dare the fray
Thou needst not slum at her to cast thy spear."
This said, the blue-ey'd Goddess disappear'd.
Forthwith as;ain amid the foremost ranks
Tydides mingled ; keenly as before 160

His spirit against the Trojans burn'd to fight,
With threefold fury now he sought the fray.
As when a hungry lion has o'erleap'd
The sheepfold ; him the guardian of the flock
Has wounded, not disabled ; by his wound 165

To rage excited, but not forc'd to fly,
The fold he enters, scares the trembling sheep,
That, closely huddled, each on other press,
Then pounces on his prey, and leaps the fence :
So pounc'd Tydides on the Trojan host. 170

Astynous and Hypeiron then he slew,


His people's guardian ; through the breast of one

He drove his spear, and with his mighty sword

He smote the other on the collar-bone,

The shoulder sev'ring from the neck and back. 175

Them left he there to lie ; of Abas then

And Polyeidus went in hot pursuit,

Sons of Eurydamas, an aged seer,

Whose visions stay'd them not ; but both were doom'd

A prey to valiant Diomed to fall. 180

Xanthus and Thoon then the hero slew,

The sons of Phsenops, children of his age :

He, worn with years, no other sons begot,

Heirs of his wealth ; they two together fell,

And to their father left a load of grief, 185

That from the battle they return'd not home,

And distant kindred all his substance shar'd.

On Chromius and Echemon next he fell,

Two sons of Priam on one chariot borne ;

And as a lion springs upon a herd, 190

And breaks the neck of heifer or of steer,

Feeding in woodland glade ; with such a spring

These two, in vain resisting, from their car


Tydides huiTd ; then stripp'd their arms, and bade
His followers lead their horses to the ships. 195

Him when JEneas saw amid the ranks
Dealing destruction, through the fight and throng
Of spears he plung'd, if haply he might find
The godlike Pandarus ; Lycaon's son
He found, of noble birth and stalwart form, 200

And stood before him, and address'd him thus :
" Where, Pandarus, are now thy winged shafts,
Thy bow, and well-known skill, wherein with thee
Can no man here contend? nor Lycia boasts,
Through all her wide-spread plains, a truer aim ; 205
Then raise to Jove thy hands, and with thy shaft
Strike down this chief, whoe'er he be, that thus
Is making fearful havoc in our host,
Relaxing many a warrior's limbs in death :
If he be not indeed a God, incens'd 210

Against the Trojans for neglected rites ;
For fearful is the vengeance of a God."

Whom answer'd thus Lycaon's noble son :
" iEneas, chief and councillor of Troy,
Most like in all respects to Tydeus' son 21 5


He seems ; his shield I know, and visor'd helm,

And horses ; whether he himself be God,

I cannot tell ; but if he be indeed

The man I think him, Tydeus' valiant son,

He fights not thus without the aid of Heav'n ; 220

But by his side, his shoulders veiled in cloud,

Some God attends his steps, and turns away

The shaft that just hath reach'd him ; for ev'n now

A shaft I shot, which by the breastplate's joint

Pierc'd his right shoulder through : full sure I deem'd

That shaft had sent him to the shades, and yet 226

It slew him not ; 'tis sure some angry God.

Nor horse have I, nor car on which to mount ;

But in my sire Lycaon's wealthy house

Elev'n fair chariots stand, all newly built, 230

Each with its.cover ; by the side of each

Two steeds on rye and barley white are fed ;

And in his well-built house, when here I came,

Lycaon, aged warrior, urg'd me oft

With horses and with chariots high upborne, 235

To lead the Trojans in the stubborn fight ;

I hearken'd not — 'twere better if I had —


Yet feard I lest ray horses, wont to feed
In plenty unstinted, by the soldiers' wants
Might of their cnstom'd forage be depriv'd ; 240

I left them there, and hither came on foot,
And trusting to my bow : vain trust, it seems ;
Two chiefs already have I struck, the sons
Of Tydeus and of Atreus ; with true aim
Drawn blood from both, yet but increas'd their rage.
Sad was the hour when down from where it hung 246
I took my bow, and hasting to the aid
Of godlike Hector, hither led my troops ;
But should I e'er return, and see again
My native land, my wife, my lofty hall, 250

Then may a stranger's sword cut off my head,
If with these hands I shatter not, and burn,
The bow that thus hath fail'd me at my need."
Him answer'd thus ^Eneas, chief of Troy :
" Speak thou not thus ; our fortunes shall not change
Till thou and I, with chariot and with horse, 256

This chief encounter, and his prowess prove ;
Then mount my car, and see how swift my steeds,
Hither and thither, in pursuit or flight,

book V. HOMER'S ILIAD. 159

From those of Tros descended, scour the plain. 200

So if the victory to Diomed,

The son of Tydeus, should by Jove be giv'n,

We yet may safely reach the walls of Troy.

Take then the whip and reins, while I descend

To fight on foot ; or thou the chief engage, 265

And leave to me the conduct of the car."

Whom answer'd thus Lycaon's noble son :
"^Eneas, of thy horses and thy car
Take thou the charge ; beneath th' accustomed hand,
With more assurance would they draw the car, 270
If we from Tydeus' son be forced to fly ;
Nor, struck with panic, and thy voice unheard,
Refuse to bear us from the battle-field ;
So should ourselves be slain, and Tydeus' son
In triumph drive thy horses to the ships. 275

But thou thy horses and thy chariot guide,
While I his onset with my lance receive."

Thus saying, on the car they mounted both,
And tow'rd Tydides urg'd their eager steeds.
Them Sthenelus beheld, the noble son 280

Of Capaneus, and to Tydides cried :


" Oil son of Tydeus, dearest to my soul,

Two men I see, of might invincible,

Impatient to engage thee ; Pandarus,

Well skill'd in archery, Lycaon's son ; 285

"With him iEneas, great Anchises' son,

Who from immortal Yenus boasts his birth.

Then let us timely to the car retreat,

Lest, moving thus amid the foremost ranks,

Thy daring pay the forfeit of thy life."

To whom brave Diomed with stern regard :
" Talk not to me of flight ! I heed thee not 1
It is not in my nature so to fight
With skulking artifice and faint retreat ;
My strength is yet unbroken ; I should shame
To mount the car ; but forward will I go
To meet these chiefs' encounter ; for my soul
Pallas forbids the touch of fear to know.
Nor shall their horses' speed procure for both
A safe return, though one escape my arm.
This too I say, and bear my words in mind ;
By Pallas' counsel if my hap should be
To slay them both, leave thou my horses here,

Book v. HOMEK'S ILIAD. 1G1

The reins attaching to the chariot-rail,

And seize, and from the Trojans to the ships 305

Drive off the horses in ^Eneas' car ;

From those descended, which all-seeing Jove

On Tros, for Ganymede his son, bestow'd :

"With these may none beneath the sun compare.

Anchises, King of men, the breed obtain'd 310

By cunning, to the horses sending mares

"Without the knowledge of Laomedon.


Six colts were thus engender'd : four of these

In his own stalls he rear'd ; the other two

Gave to iEneas, fear-inspiring chief: 315

These could we win, our praise were great indeed."

Such converse while they held, the twain approach'd,
Their horses urg'd to speed ; then thus began,
To Diomed, Lycaon's noble son :

" Great son of Tydeus, warrior brave and skill'd,
My shaft, it seems, has fail'd to reach thy life ; 321
Try we then now what hap attends my spear."
He said ; and, poising, hurl'd his pond'rous spear,
And struck Tydides' shield ; right through the shield
Drove the keen weapon, and the breastplate reach'd.

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Then shouted loud Lycaon's noble son : 326

" Thou hast it through the flank, nor canst thou long
Survive the blow : great glory now is mine."
To whom, unmov'd, the valiant Diomed :
" Thine aim hath failed, I am not touch'd ; and now
I deem we part not hence till one of ye 331

Glut with his blood th' insatiate Lord of War."
He said : the spear, by Pallas guided, struck
Beside the nostril, underneath the eye ;
Crash'd thro' the teeth, and cutting thro' the tongue
Beneath the angle of the jaw came forth : 336

Down from the car he fell ; and loudly rang
His glitt'ring arms : aside the startled steeds
Sprang devious : from his limbs the spirit fled.
Down leap'd JEneas, spear and shield in hand, 340
Against the Greeks to guard the valiant dead ;
And like a lion, fearless in his strength,
Around the corpse he stalk'd, this way and that,
His spear and buckler round before him held,
To all who dar'd approach him threat'ning death, 31-5
With fearful shouts ; a rocky fragment then
Tydides lifted up, a mighty mass,

Book V. HOMER'S ILIAD. 163

Which scarce two men could raise, as men are now :

But he, unaided, lifted it with ease.

With this he smote ^Eneas near the groin, 350

Where the thigh-bone, inserted in the hip,

Turns in the socket-joint ; the rugged mass

The socket crush'd, and "both the tendons broke,

And tore away the flesh : down on his knees-,

Yet resting on his hand, the hero fell ; 355

And o'er his eyes the shades of darkness spread.

Then had iEneas, King of men, been slain,

Had not his mother, Yenus, child of Jove,

Who to Anchises, where he fed his flocks,

The hero bore, his peril quickly seen : 360

Around her son she threw her snowy arms,

And with a veil, thick-folded, wrapt him round,

From hostile spears to guard him, lest some Greek

Should pierce his breast, and rob him of his life.

She from the battle thus her son removed ; 365
Nor did the son of Capaneus neglect
The strict injunction by Tydides giv'n ;
His reins attaching to the chariot-rail,
Far from the battle-din he check'd, and left,


164 HOMER'S ILIAD. Book V.

His own fleet steeds ; then rushing forward, seiz'd,370

And from the Trojans tow'rd the camp drove off,

The sleek-skinn'd horses of JEneas' car.

These to Deijrylus, his chosen friend,

He gave, of all his comrades best esteem'd,

Of soundest judgment, tow'rd the ships to drive. 375

Then, his own car remounting, seiz'd the reins,

And urer'd with easier haste his fierv steeds,

Seeking Tydides ; he, meanwhile, press'd on

In keen pursuit of Yenus ; her he knew

A weak, unwarlike Goddess, not of those 380

That like Bellona fierce, or Pallas, range

Exulting through the blood-stain'd fields of war.

Her, searching thro' the crowd, at length he found,
And springing forward, with his pointed spear
A wound inflicted on her tender hand. 385

Piercing th' ambrosial veil, the Graces' work,
The sharp spear graz'd her palm below the wrist.
Forth from the wound th' immortal current flow'd,
Pure ichor, life-stream of the blessed Gods ;
They eat no bread, they drink no ruddy wine, 390
And bloodless thence and deathless they become.


The Goddess shriek'd aloud, and dropp'd her son ;

But in Iris arms Apollo bore him off

In a thick cloud envelop'd, lest some Greek

Alight pierce his breast, and rob him of his life. 395

Loud shouted brave Tydides, as she fled :

" Daughter of Jove, from battle-fields retire ;

Enough for thee weak woman to delude ;

If war thou seek'st, the lesson thou shalt learn

Shall cause thee shudder but to hear it nam'd." 400

Thus he ; but ill at ease, and sorely pain'd,

The Goddess fled : her, Iris, swift as wind,

Caught up, and from the tumult bore away,

Weeping with pain, her fair skin soil'd with blood.

Mars on the left hand of the battle-field 405

She found, his spear reclining by his side,
And, veil'd in cloud, his car and flying steeds.
Kneeling, her brother she besought to lend
The flying steeds, with golden frontlets crown'd :
" Dear brother, aid me hence, and lend thy car 410
To bear me to Olyrnpus, seat of Gods ;
Great is the pain I suffer from a wound
Receiv'd from Diomed, a mortal man,

166 HOMER'S ILIAD. Book Y.

Who now would dare with Jove himself to fight."

He lent the steeds, with golden frontlets crown'd ;
In deep distress she mounted on the car : 416

Beside her Iris stood, and took the reins,
And nrg'd the coursers ; nothing loth they flew,
And soon to high Olympus, seat of Gods,
They came : swift Iris there the coursers stay'd, 420
Loos'd from the chariot, and before them plac'd
Ambrosial forage : on her mother's lap,
Dione, Yenus fell ; she in her arms
Embrac'd, and sooth'd her with her hand, and said :
''"Which of the heav'nly pow'rs hath wrong'd thee thus,
My child, as guilty of some open shame ?" 426

Whom answer'd thus the laughter-loving Queen ;
" The haughty son of Tydeus, Diomed,
Hath wounded me, because my dearest son,
iEneas, from the field I bore away. 430

No more 'twixt Greeks and Trojans is the fight,
But with the Gods themselves the Greeks contend."
To whom Dione, heav'nly Goddess, thus :
"Have patieuce, dearest child ; though much enforc'd,
Restrain thine anger : we, in Heav'n who dwell, 435


Have much to bear from mortals ; and ourselves

Too oft upon each other suff'rings lay.

Mars had his suff'rings ; by Aloeus' sons,

Otus and Ephialtes, strongly bound,

He thirteen months in brazen fetters lay : 44U

And there had pin'd away the God of War,

Insatiate Mars, had not their step-mother,

The beauteous Eribcea, sought the aid

Of Hermes ; he by stealth releas'd the God,

Sore worn and wasted by his galling chains. 445

Juno too suffer'd, when Amphitryon's son

Through her right breast a three-barb'd arrow sent :

Dire, and unheard of, were the pangs she bore.

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