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Book XXT. H O M E R's ILIAD. 83

Now fhincs the tenth bright morning fince I came

In aid of Ilion to the fields of fame :

Axias, who fwells with all the neighboring rills, 1 75

And wide around the floated region fills,

Begot my fire, whofe fpear fuch glory won :

Now lift thy arm, and try that hero*s fon 1

Threatening he faid : the lioftile chiefs actvance :
At once Afleropseus djfcharg'd each lance, 180

(For both his dext'rous hands the lance cou'd wield)
One ftruck, but pierc'd not the Vulcanian fliield ; •«•
One raz'd Achilles' hand ; the fpouting blood
Spun forth, in eaith the faften'd weapon flood.
Like lightning next the Pehan jav'Iin flies : iS^

Its erring fury hifs'd along the fides :
Deep in the fwellingbank was driv'-n the fpear,
Ev'n to the middle earth'd ; and quiver'd there.

exprefly toldr us in this fpcech* that it was but ten days
Unce he came to the aid of Troy ; he might be made
general of the Paeonians upon the death of Pyrschmes,
who was killed in the fixteenth book. Why alfo might
not the P;^onians, as well as Teucer, excel in the ma-
nagement both of the bow and the fpear ?
V. I '^'j.Dsep in the fwsUing bank nvas driven the fpear,

Evn to the middle earth' d. J

It was impofTibie for tlie poet to give us a greater idea of
the ftrength of Achilles than he has by this circumflance :
his fpear pierced fo deep into the ground, that another
hero of great flrength could not difengage it by repeated
efforts ; but immedLitely after, Achilles draws it out with
the utmofl eafe: how, prodigious was the force of that
arm that could dri\-e at one throw a fpear half way into
the earth, and then with a touch releafe it I



.84 H O M E R's I L I A D. BookXXI.

Then from his fide the fword Pelides drew.

And on his foe with doubled fury flew, 1 90

The foe thrice tugg'd, and fhook the rooted wood;

Repulfive of his might the weapon ftood :

The fourth, he tries to break the fpear in vain ;

Bent as he (lands, he tumbles to the plain ;

His belly open'd with a ghaflly wound, 19^

The reeking entrails pour upon the ground.

Beneath the hero's feet he panting lies.

And his eye darkens, and his fpirit flies :

While the proud vii5tor thus triumphing faid.

His radiant armour tearing from the dead : 200

So ends thy glory ! fuch the fate they prove
Who drive prefumptuous with the fons of Jove.
Sprung from a river didil: thou boafl: thy Jine,
But great Saturnius is the fource of mine.
How durH: thou vaunt thy wat'ry progeny ? 205

Of Peleus, MsLCUS, and Jove, am I ;
Tlie race of thefe fuperior far to thofe.
As he that thunders to the flream that flows.
"Wliat rivers can, Scamander might have fliown :
But Jove he dreads, nor wars againfi: his fon, 210

Ev'n Achelous might contend in vain.
And all the roaring billows of the main.
Th' eternal Ocean, from whofe fountains flow
The feas, the rivers , and the fprings below,
The thund'ring voice of Jove abhors to liear, 215

And in his deep abyfles fhakes with fear.

He



Book XXr. H O M K R's I L I A D. 8j

He faid; then from the bank his jav'Iln tore.

And left the breathlefs warrior In his ^ore.

The floating tides the bloody carcafe lave,

And beat agalnft it, wave fucceeding wave; 220

Till roU'd between the banks, it iies the food

Of curling eels and fifhes of the flood.

All fcatter'd round the ftream (their mightled flain)

Th' amaz'd Paeonians fcour along the plain ;

He vents his fury on the flying crew, 32^

Thrafius, Aftypylus, and Mnefus flew ;

Mydon Therlilochus, with iEnius fell ;

And numbers more his lance had plungM to heH ;

But from the bottom of his gulphs profound,

Scamander fpoke ; the fiiores return'd the found. 23P

O firft of mortals ! (for the Gods are thine,)
In valour matchlefs, and in force divine I
If Jove have giv'n thee ev'ry Trojan head,
'Tis not on me thy rage Ihould heap the dead.
See I my choak'd ftreams no -more their <!Ourie can keep,
Nor roll their wonted tribute to the deep. 236

Turn then, impetuous ! from our Injur'd flood :
Content, thy flaughters could amaze a Gcd.

In liuman form corifefe'd before his eyes
The river thus ; and thus the chief replies. 240

O facred ftream ! thy word we fliall obey^
But not till Troy the deftin'd vengeance pay.
Not tin within her lo\v*rs the perjur'd tram
Shall panT:, and tremble at our arms again ;
,VoL. iV. H



253



S6 HOMER'S ILIAD. Book XXL

Not till proud Hector, guardian of her wall, 24;

Or {lain this lance, or fee Achilles falL

He faid ; and drove with fury on the foe.
Then to the Godhead of the filver bow
The yellow flood began : O fon of Jove !
Was not the mandate of the fire above
Full and exprefs^? that Phcebus fhould employ
His facred arrows in defence of Troy,
And make her conquer, till Hyperion's fall
In awful darknefs hide the face of all ?

He fpoke in vain the chief without difmay 255

Ploughs thro' the boiling furge his defp'rate way.

Then rifing In his rage above the fliores.

From all his^eep the bellowing river rores.

Huge heaps of flain difgorges on the coafl.

And round the banks the ghaflly dead are toO", 260

AVhile all before, tlie billows rangM on high

(A wat'ry bulwark) flireen the bands who fly.

Now burfting on his head with thund'ring found.

The failing deluge whelms the hero round :



V. 263. N01U hurjlhg on his head etc.1 There Is a
l^reat beauty in the verfification of this whole paffage in
Homer : fome of the verfes run hoarfe, full and fonorous,
like the torrent they defcribe ; others by their broken
cadences, and fudden (lops, image the difliculty, labour
and interruption of the hero's march againfl: it. The
fall of the £lm, the tearing up of the bank, the rufhing
of the branches in die water, are all put into fuch v.'ords
that almofi: every letter correfponds In its found, and
X'cliocs to the feiife, of each particular.



BookXXf. HOiVIER's ILIAD. 87

lii^ loaded ihield bends to the rufliing tide; 265

His feet, upborn, fcarce the flrong flood divide,

Slidd'ring, and ftagg'ring. On the border ftood

A fpreading elm, that overhung the flood ;

He feiz'd a bending bough, his fteps to ftay j.

The plant uprooted to his weight gave way, 270

Heaving the bank, and undermining all ;

Loud flafh the waters to the rafhing fall

Of the thick foliage. The large trunk difplay'd

Bridg'd the rough flood acrofs : the hero ftay'd

On this his weight, and rais'd upon his hand, 275

Leap'd from the channel, and regained the land.

V. 274. BrUg'd the rough flood acrofs ' " ]] if we
had no other account of the river Xanthus but this, it
were alone fdihcient to fhew that the current could not
be very wide : for the poet here fays that the elm (Wretch-
ed from bank to bank, and as it were made a bridge o-
ver it : the fuddennefs of this inundation perfedly well
agrees with a narrow river.

V. 276. Leap' d from the channel7\ Euftathlus recites
a criticifni on this verfe ; in the original the word K'.^'in
fignifies Stagnum Palus, 1 flan ding 'vj at er ; now this is
certainly contrary to the idea of a river, which always
implies a current : to folve this, fays that author, forae
have fuppofed that the tree which lay acrofs the river
flopped die flow of the waters, and forced them to
fpread as it were into a pool. Others, diffatisfied with
this folution, think that a miflake is crept into the text,
and thatinftead of 'gx Atjf-vjjj, fhouldbeinferted \k A/v*}?.
But 1 do not fee the neceflity of having recourfe to ei-
ther of thefe folutions ; for why may not the word A<,^4y>J
fjgnify here the channel of the river, as it evidently does
in the 317th verfe? And nothing being more common

H 2



88 H M E R*s I L I A D. Book XXf.

Then blacken'd the wild waves ; the murmur rofe ;

The God purflies, a huger billow throws.

And burfts the bank, ambitious to deftroy

The man whofe fury is the fate of Troy. 28a

He, like the warlike eagle fpeeds his pace^

(Swifted and ftrongeft of th' aerial race}

Far as a fpear can fly, Achilles fprings

At ev'ry bound; his ctanging armoar rings:

Now here, now there, he turns on ev'ry fide, 285

And winds his courfe before the following tide ;

The waves flow after, wherefoe'er he wheels.

And gather fad, and murmur at his heels.

So when a peafant to his garden brings

Soft rills of water from the bubbling ^rings, 290

than to fiibditute a part for tlie whole, why may not the
channel be fuppofed to imply the whole river? ■

V. 289. Sonvhenapeajant ta his garden brings itXzT)^
This changing of the charader is very beautiful : no po-
et ever knew, lilie Homer, to pafs from the vehement
and the nervous, to the gentle and aoreeable ; fuch tran-
fkions, when properly made give a fingular pleafure, as
when In mufic a malier paffes from the rough to the ten-
der, Demetrius Phalereus, who only pralfes this com-
parlfonfor its clearnefs, has not fufficiently recommended
its beauty and value. Virgil has transferred it into his
firii: book of the Georgics, v. 106.

Deinde fatis fiuviam iniucity rivofijue fequentes : -

Et cum exitftus ager morientibus cefiuat her bis ^

Ecce fupercilio clivoft iramiiis_ undcim

Elicit : Ilia cadens raucum per levia murmur

Saxa ciet^fcatebrifque arcntia tiiJipcrat arva»

Dacier.



Book XXI. HOMER'S ILIAD. 89

And calls the floods from high, to blefs his bow'rs,

And feed with pr^nant ftreams the plants and flow'rs ;

Soon as he clears whate'er their pafTage flaid,

And marks the future current with his fpade.

Swift o'er the rolling pebbles, down the hills 29 J

Louder and louder purl the falling rills,

Before him fcatt'ring, they prevent his pains.

And (hine in mazy wanderings o'er the plains.

Stiil flies Achilles, but before his eyes
Still fwift Scamander rolls where-e'er he flies : 3ce

Not ail his fpeed efcapes the rapid floods ;
The firlt of men, but not a match for Gods.
Oft' as he turn'd the torrent to oppofe,
And bravely try if all the pjv/'rs were foes ;,
So oft' tlie furge its wat'ry mountains Ipread, 305.

Beat on hi3 back, or burlls upon his head.
Yet daantlefs dill the adverfs flood he braves.
And fi'.:' indignant bounds above the waves.
Tir'd by the tides, his knees relax with toil ;
Wafli'd from beneath him fiides the flLmy foil ; 310
When thus (his eyes on heav'n's expanfion thrown)
Forth burfts the hero with an angry groan.

Is diere no God Achilles to befriend.
No pow'r t' avert his miferable end ?
Prevent, oh Jove ! this ignominious date, 5 1

And nia'ie my future life the fporf of fate.
Of all heav'n's oracles believ'd in vain.
But mcfi of Thetis, ciuft lier fon comphi.i ;.

f I 3 ^



^':i



90 H O M E R's I L I A D. Book XXI.

By Phoebus' darts fhe prophefy'd my fall.

In glorious arms before the Trojan wall. 32O

Oh ! had I dy'd in fields of battle warm.

Stretch 'd like a hero, by a hero's arm 1

V. 321. Oh had 1 dfd in fields of battle 'warvi^eic,']
Nothing is more agreeable than this vvifh to the heroic
chara<5ter of Achilles : glory is his prevailing paflion ; he
grieves not that he muft die, but that he (hould die un-
like a man of honour. Virgil has made ufe of the fame
thought in the fame circumltance, where ^Eneas is in dan-
ger of being drowned, Mn, i. v. 98.



-0 terque quaterqtie beati.



^jteis ante or a pat rum Trojcc fub mcenibus alt is
Contigit oppetere! Danaum fortijjime gentis
Tydide, mcne Iliads occuvibere campis
Nonpottiijfe ? tuaque aniviam banc effundere dextra?

Lucan, in the fifth book of his Pharfalia, reprefenting
Caefar in the fame circumftance, has, I think, carried yet
fardier the chara«5ler of ambition, and a boundlefs thirft
of glory, in his hero ; when, after he has repined in the
fame manner with Achilles, he acquiefces at laft in the re-
flection of the glory he had already acquired ;



•Licet ingentes abruperit aSlus



Fejiinata dies fatis, fat magna per egi.

Arnicas domui gentes : Inimica fubegi

Anna manu : Vidit Magnu7fi mihi Roma fecundum.

And only wifhes that his obfcure fate might be conceal-
ed, in the view that all the world might ftill fear and ex-
pe(5l him.



•Laceru?n retinete cadaver



Flu^ibus in mediis ; defnt ??iihi bujiay rogufque.^
Dum metuar femper terraque expe^cr ab omni.



Book XXT. H M E R's ILIAD. 9c

Might Hedor's fpear this dauntlels bofom renJi,

And my fwlft foul o'ertake my flaughter'd friend !

Ah no ! Achilles meets a fhameful fate, 32 J

Oh how unworthy of the brave and great I

Like fome vile fwain, whom on a rainy day,,

Croffing a ford, the torrent fweeps away,

An unregarded carcafe to the (ea.

Neptune and Pallas hade to his relief, 330

And this. in human form addrefs the chief ; 75C;<

The pow'r af ocean firft. Forbear thy fear.
Oh fon of Peleus ! Lo thy Gods appear 1
Behold 1 from Jove defcending to thy aid,
Propitious Neptune, and the blue-ey'd maid. 335

Stay, and the furious flood Ihall ceafe to rave :
*Tis not thy fate to glut this angry wave.
But thou, the counfel heav'n fuggefls, attend !
Nor breathe from combate, nor thy fword fufpend,
'Till Troy receive her flying fons, 'till all 340

Her routed fquadrons pant behind their wall :
He<Jlor alone fliall ftand his fatal chance.
And Hector's blood Ihall fmoke upon thy lance.
Thine is the glory doom*d. Thus fpake the Gods:
Then fwift afcended to the bright abodes. 345

Stung with new ardour, thus by heav'n impell'd.
He fprings impetuous, and invades the field : y
O'er all tli' expanded plain the waters fpread ;
Heav'd on the bounding billows danc'd the dead.
Floating 'midft fcatter'd arms ; while cafques of gold 3 50
And turn'd-up bucklers glitter'd as they roli'd.



92 H G M E R's I L I A D. Book XXI,

High o'er the furging tide, by leaps and bounds.

He wades, and mounts; the parted wave refounds.

Not a whole river flops the hero's courfe,

While Pallas fills him v/ith immortal force. 35-5.

With equal rage, indignant Xanihus rores^

And lifts his billows, and o'erwhelms his fhores.

Then thus to Simois : hafle, my brother flood I
And check this mortal that controuls a God :
Our braved heroes elfe fhall quit the fight, 360

And Ilion tumble from her tow'ry height.
Gall then thy fubject flreams, and bid them rote.
From ail thy fountains fwell thy watVy (lore.
With broken rocks, and widi a load of dead
Charge the black furge, and pour it on his head. 365-,
Mark how refiftlefs thro' the floods he goes,.
And boldly bids the warring Gods be foes !
But nor that force, nor form divine to fight
Shall aught avail him, if our rage unite : ,
W^helm'd under our dark gulphs thofe arms ftiall lie, 370
That blaze fo dreadful in each Trojan eye ;
And deep beneath a fandy mountain huri'd,
Immers'd remain tliis terror of the world. ^
Such pond'rous ruin fhall confound the place.
No Greek fhall e'er his perifh'd relics grace, 37^

No hand his bones fhall gather, or inhume.;
Thefe his cold rites, and this his wat'ry tomb.

He fald ; and on the chief defcends amain,
Increas'd with gore, and fweljing with the flain.



Book XXI. H O M E R's I L r A D. 93

Then mnrm'ring from his beds, he boils, he raves, 380

And a foam whitens on the purple waves :

At ev'ry itep, before Achilles flood

The crimfon furge, and delug'd him with blood.

Fear touch 'd the queen of heav'n : fhefaw difmay'd.

She cali'd aloud, and fummon'd Vulcan's aid. 385

Rife to the v/ar ! th'infalting flood requires
Thy wafteful arm : affemble all thy fires 1
WTiile to their aid, by our command enjoin'd,
Rufh the fwift eaftem and the weftern wind :
Thele from old Ocean at my word (hall blow, 390
Pour the red torrent on the wat'ry foe,
Corfes and arms to one bright ruin turn,
And hiffing rivers to their bottom burn.

G 0, mighty in thy rage ! difplay thy pow*r.

Drink the whole flood, the crackling trees devour,. 395

Scorch all the banks I and ('till our voice reclaim)

Exert th'unweary'd furies of the flame i
The pow'r ignipotent her word obeys :

Wide o'er the plain he pours the boundlefs blaze ;

At once confumes the dead, and dries the foil ;. 400

And the ftirunk waters in their channel boil :

As when autumnal Boreas f\veeps the fl^y,.

And inftant blows the water'd gardens dry :

So look'd the field, fb whiten'd was the ground.

While Vulcan breath 'd the fiery blaft around, 405

V. 405 . If'hiU Vtihan hreaib^d the fiery blajl arou.nd7\
It is in the original, v. 355,



94 H O M E R's ILIAD. Book XXI

Swift on the fedgy reeds the ruin preys ;

Along the margin winds the running blaze :

The trees in flaming rows to afhes turn.

The flowVy Lotos, and the tam*i ifli burn.

Broad elm, and cyprefs ridng In a fpire : 410

The wat'ry willows hifs before the fire.

Now glow the waves, the fiflies pant for breath.

The eels lie twifting in the pangs of death :

Now flounce aloft, now dive the fcaly fry,

Or gafping, turn their bellies to the fl^y. 415

At length the river rear'd his languid head.

And thus, fliort-panting; to the God he faid.

Oh Vulcan ! oh ! what pow'r refifls thy might ?
I faint, I fink, unequal to the fight

I yield Let Ilion fall ; if fate decree. 4 20

Ah bend no more thy fiery arms on me !

He ceas'd ; wide conflagration blazing round ;
The bubbling waters yield a liiiling found.

The epithet given to Vulcan in this verfe (as well as in
the 367th) ^H^xt^cic TTo Ay^govfl?, has no fort of allulion
to the adion defcribed : for what has his <wifdom or k?io'w-
ledge to do with burning up the river Xanthus ? This is
ufual in our author, and much exclaimed againd by his
modern antagonifl:s, whom Mr. Boileau very well anfwers.
" It is not fo ftrange in Isomer to give thefe epithets to
" peifons upon occafions which can hare no reference to
*^ them ; the fame is frequent in modern languages, in
** which we call a man by the name of Saint, when v/e
** fpeak of any adion of his that has not the leaft regard
** to his fanCtity : as when we fay, for example, that
" St. Paul held the garments of thofe who flonea St,
*« Stephen."



Book XXI. H O M E R's ILIAD. 9^

As when the flames beneath a caldron rife,
To melt the fat offome rich facrifice, 425

Amid the fierce embrace of circling fires
The waters foam, the heavy Irnoak afplres :
So boils th' Imprifon'd flood, forbid to flow.
And choakM with vapours, feels his bottom glow.
To Juno then, imperial queen of air, 4 ^O

The burning river fends his earneft pray'r.
Ah why, Saturnia ! muft thy fon engage

Me, only me, witli all his waftfal rage ?

On other Cods his dreadful arm employ.

For mightier Gods aflert the caufe of Troy. 435

Subraiflive I defift, if thou command.

But ah ! withdraw this all-deftroying hand.

Hear tlien my folemn oath, to yield to fate

Unaided I Hon, and her deftin'd ftate,

'Till Greece flmll gird her with deftrudlve flame, 440

And in one ruin fmk the Trojan name.

V. 424. As 'when the f.ames beneath a caldron rife7\
it is impoflible to render literally fuch paflages with any
tolerable beauty. Thefe ideas can never be made to fliine
in Englifti ; fbme particularities cannot be preferved ; but
the Greek language gives them luftre, the words are noble
and mufical.

All therefore that can be expeded from a tranflator is
to preferve the meaning of the fimile, and emblifh it
with fome words of aflinity tliat cany nothing low in the
fenfe or found.



^6 li O M -E R's ILIA D. Book XXI.

His warm intreaty touch'd Saturnla's ear :
She bade th' ignipotent his rage forbear,
Recall the flame, nor in a mortal caiife
Infeft a God : th' obedient flame withdraws: 445

Again, the branching ftreams begin to fpread,
And foft re-murmur in their wonted bed.

V. 447. And foft re-munnur in their nvonted hed.*^
Here ends the (?/>//o^^of the river-fight ; andl muft here
lay before the reader my thoughts upon the whole of it ;
which appears to be in part an allegory, and in part a
true hllftory. Nothing can give a better idea of Homer's
manner of enlivening his inanimate machines, and of
making, the plainefland fimpleft incidents noble and poe-
tical, than to confider the whole paflage in the common
hiflorical fenfe, which I fuppofe to be no more than this.
There happened a great overflow of the river Xanthus
during the fiege, which very much incommoded the af-
failants : this gave occafion for the fi(5tion of an engage-
ment between Achilles and the river-god: Xanthus cal-
ling Simois to aflift him, implies that thefe two nelgli-
bouring rivers joined in the inundation : Pallas and Nep-
tune relieved Achilles ; that Is, Pallas, or the nvifdom
of AchUles, found fome means to divert the waters, and
turn them into the fea ; wherefore Neptune, the God of
it, is feigned to affifl: him. Japiter and Juno (by which
are underftood the aerial regions) confent to aid Achil-
les ; that may fignlfy, that after this great flood there
happened a wann, dry, windy feafon, which afliiaged
the waters, and dried the ground : and what makes this
in a manner plain, is, that Juno (which iignifies the air^
promlfes to fend the ftorth and nx:e^ nuinds to dlftrefs
the river. Xanthus being confumedby Vulcan, that is,
dried up with heat, prays to Juno to relieve him: what
is this, but that the d'-ought having drunk up his
ftreams, he has recourfe to the air for rains to rc-fupply

his



BeokXXl. HO MER*s I LT A D. 97

While thefe by Juno's will the (Irife refign,
Tiie waning Gods in fierce contention join :
Re-kindling rage each heav'nly breafl: alarms ; 450

\Vith horrid clangor fliock'd th' ethereal arms:
Heav'n in loud diiinder bids the trumpet found ;
And wide beneath them groans the reiading ground.
Jove, as his fport, the dreadful fccne defcries.
And views contending Gods with carelefs eyes. ^^^

his current ? Or, perhaps the whole may (ignify no more,
than that Achilles being on the father fide of the river,
plunged himfelf in to purfue the enemy ; that in this ad-
venture he run the rilk of being drowned ; that to fave
himfelf he laid hold on a fallen tree, which ferved to keep
him a-iioat ; that he was flill carried dov/n the dream to
the place where was the coniluence of the two ri\-ers
(which iS expreffed by the one calling the other to his
aid) and that when he came nearer the fea LNeptunej he
found means by his prudence [[Pallas] to fave himfelf
from his danger.

. If the reader ibll fliould diink, tlic fiction of rivers
fpeaking and fighting is too bold, the objection willvaniih
by confidering how mu'ch the l:eathcn mythology autho-
rizes the reprefentadon of rivers as perfons : nay, eve -i
in old hifbrians nothing is more common than ftorics of
rapes committed by river-gods ; and the ficlion v.r.s no
way unprecedented, after one of the f mie nature fo well
known, as the engagement between Hercules and the river
Achelous.

V. 454. Jov^, as his fport, the dreadful fcens defiics.
Andvie^s contending Gods vjitb ca^elefs eyes,"]
I was at a lofs for the reafon why Jupiter is fiiid to fir.iie
at the difcorJ of the gods, till I found it in Eu(tathii:s ;
Jupiter, fays he, who is the lord of nature, is well pleaf-
ed widi the war of the gods, that is, of earth, fea, ^nd
air, etc. becaufe the harmony of uil beings ari^-3 fro-n

Vol. IV. I



98 H O M E R's I L I A D. Book XXI.

The pow'r of battles lifts his brazen fpear,
And liri'l- aflaults the radiant queen of war.

What.mov'd thy madnefs, thus to dif-unite
^theral minds, and mix all heav'n in ifight ?
What wonder this, when in thy frantic mood 460

Thoa drov'ft a mortal to infult a God ;
Thy impious hand Tydides' jav'lin bore,
And madly bath'd it in celefrial gore.

He fpoke, and fmote the loud-refounding (hield,
Which bears Jove's thunder on its dreadful field ; 465
The adamantine ^gis of her fire,
That turns the glancing bolt, and forked fire.

that difcord : thus earth is oppofite to water, air to earth
and water to them all : and yet from this oppofition arifes
that difcord ant concord by which all nature fubfifls. Thus
heat and cold, molll and dry, are in a continual war, yet
upon this depcrKJs the fertility of the earth, and the beau-
ty of the creation. So that Jupiter, who according to
.the Greeks is the foul of all, may well be faid to fmile
at this contention.

V. 456. T/:e poiver of battles^ -etc.^ The conlbate of
Mars and Pallas is plainly allegorical : juflice and wifdom
demanded that an end fhould be put to this terrible war :
the god of war oppofes this, but is worfied. Ruliathius
fjiys that tliis holds forth the oppofition of rage and wif-
dom ; and no fooner has our reafon fubdued one tempta-
tion, but another fucceeds to reinforce it, as Venus fuc-
Gours Mars. The poet feems farther to infinuate, that
reafon wh.en it refifis a temptation vigoroufly, eafily over-


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