Ringedmushroomstoldofthem，andintheirthroats，Oldwesthatgatheredherbsandknewtoomuch。
Thepensionedforesterbesidehiscrutch，Struckshowersfromembersatthosebodefulnotes。
Camethentheone，allear，alleye，allheart；
Devourer，andinsensiblydevoured；
Inwhomthecityoverforestflowered，Theforestwreathedthecity’sdrama-mart。
TherefoundheinnewformthatDragonold，Fromtangledsolitudesexpelled；andtaughtHowblindlyeachitsantidotebesought；
Foreither’sbreaththeneedsofeithertold。
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Nowdeepinwoods，withsongnosermon’sdrone，Heshowedwhatcharmthehumanconcourseworks：
Amidthepressofmen，whatrtuelurksWherebubblesacredwellsofwildnesslone。
Ourconquestthese：ifhaplyweretainThereverencethatne’erwilloverrunDueboundariesofrealmsfromNaturewon，Norletthepoet’saweinrapturewane。
“Heighme!brazenoffront，thougluttonforplunder，howcanone，Servantheretothymandates，heedtheeamongourAchaians，Eitherthemissionhieonorstoutlydofightwiththefoemen？
I，nothitherIfaredonaccountofthespear-armedTrojans，Pledgedtothecombat；theyuntomehaveinnowiseaharmdone；
Neverhavethey，ofatruth，comeliftingmyhorsesoroxen；
Neverindeep-soiledPhthia，thenurserofheroes，myharvestsRavaged，they；forbetweenusisnumberedfullmanyadarksomeMountain，ay，therewithtoothestretchofthewindysea-waters。
Ohugelyshameless!theedidwefollowtoheartenthee，justicePluckfromtheDardansforhim，Menelaos，theetoo，thoudog-eyed!
Whereoflittlethythoughtis，noughtwhateverthoureckest。
Worse，itisthouwhosethreat’tistorashmyprizefromme，portionWonwithmuchlabour，thewhichmygiftfromthesonsofAchaia。
Never，insooth，haveIknownmyprizeequalthinewhenAchaiansGavesomeflourishingpopulousTrojantownuptopillage。
Nay，sure，minewerethehandsdidmostinthestormofthecombat，Yetwhencameperadventureshareofthebootyamongstus，Biggertotheewenttheprize，whileIsomesmallblessedthingboreOfftotheships，myshareofrewardformytoilinthebloodshed!
SonowgoItoPhthia，forbetterbymuchitbeseemsmeHomewardgowithmybeakedshipsnow，andIholdnotinprospect，Ibeingoutraged，thoumaystgatherhereplunderandwealth-store。“
THEINVECTEOFACHILLES——Iliad，i。225
“Bibberbesotted，withscowlofacur，hangheartofadeer，thou!
Nevertojointothywarriorsarmedforthepressoftheconflict，NeverforambushforthwiththeprinceliestsonsofAchaiaDaredthysoul，fortotheethatthingwouldhavelookedasadeath-
stroke。
Sooth，moreeasyitseems，downthelengthenedarrayofAchaians，Snatchattheprizeoftheonewhosevoicehasbeenliftedagainstthee。
Raveningkingofthefolk，forthatthouhastthyruleoverabjects；
Else，sonofAtreus，nowwerethisoutrageonmethylastone。
Nay，butItellthee，andIdoswearabigoathonitlikewise：
Yea，bythesceptrehere，anditsurelybearsbranchesandleaf-budsNeveragain，sincefirstitwasloppedfromitstrunkonthemountains，Nomoresprouting；forrounditallcleanhasthesharpmetalclippedoffLeavesandthebark；ay，verifynowdothesonsofAchaia，GuardianhandsofthecounselsofZeus，pronouncingthejudgement，Holditaloft；sonowuntotheeshalltheoathhaveitsportent；
LoudwillthecryforAchillesburstfromthesonsofAchaiaThroughoutthearmy，andthouchafepowerless，thoughinananguish，Howtogesuccourwhenvastcropsdownunderman-slayingHectorTumbleexpiring；andthoudeepintheeshalttearatthyheart-
strings，Rage-wrung，thou，thatinnoughtthoudidsthonourtheflowerofAchaians。“
Likeasaterriblefirefeedsfastonaforestenormous，Uponamountainheight，andtheblazeofitradiatesroundfar，SoonthebrightblestarmsofthehostintheirmarchdidthesplendourGleamwideroundthroughthecircleofairrightuptothesky-
vault。
They，now，aswhenswarmthickintheairmultitudinouswingedflocks，Beitofgeeseorofcranesorthelong-neckedtroopsofthewild-
swans，OffthatAsianmead，bytheflowofthewatersofKaistros；
Hitherandyonflythey，andrejoicinginprideoftheirpinions，Clamour，shapedtotheirranks，andthemeadallaboutthemresoundeth；
SothosenumeroustribesfromtheirshipsandtheirshelteringspouredforthOnthatplainofScamander，andhorriblerumbledbeneaththemEarthtothequick-pacedfeetofthemenandthetrampofthehorse-
hooves。
Stoppedtheythenonthefair-flower’dfieldofScamander，theirthousandsManyasleavesandtheblossomsbornoftheflowerfulseason。
Evenascountlesshot-pressedfliesintheirmultitudestraverse，Cloudsofthem，undersomeherdsman’swonning，wherethenarethemilk-pailsAlso，fulloftheirmilk，inthebountifulseasonofspring-time；
Evensothicklythelong-hairedsonsofAchaiatheplainheld，PromptforthedashattheTrojanhost，withthepassiontocrushthem。
Those，likewise，asthegoatherds，eyeingtheirvastflocksofgoats，knowEasilyonefromtheotherwhenallgetmedo’erthepasture，Sodidthechieftainsrankthemherethereintheirplacesforonslaught，Hardonthepushofthefray；andamongthemKingAgamemnon，He，forhiseyesandhishead，aswhenZeusglowsgladinhisthunder，HewiththegirdleofAres，hewiththebreastofPoseidon。
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These，then，heleft，andawaywhererankswerenowclashingthethickest，Onwardrushed，andwithhimrushedallofthebright-greavedAchaians。
Footthenfootmenslew，thatwereflyingfromdirefulcompulsion，Horseatthehorsemenupfromoffunderthemmountedthedust-
cloud，Upofftheplain，raisedupcloud-thickbythethunderinghorse-
hooves
Hewedwiththesword’ssharpedge；andsomeanwhileLordAgamemnonFollowed，chasingandslaughteringaye，on-urgeingtheArges。
Now，aswhenfirevoraciouscatchestheunclippedwood-land，Thiswaybearsitandthatthegreatwhirlofthewind，andthescrubwoodStretchesuptorn，flungforwardalengthbythefire’sfuryrageing，SobeneathAtreidesAgamemnonheadsofthescatteredTrojansfell；andinnumbersamanythehorses，neck-stiffened，Rattledtheirvacantcarsdowntheroadwaygapsofthewar-field，Missingtheblamelesscharioteers，but，forthese，theywereoutstretchedFlatuponearth，fardearertovulturesthantotheirhome-mates。
PARISANDDIOMEDES——Iliad，，378
Sohe，withaclearshoutoflaughter，Forthofhisambushleapt，andhevauntedhim，utteringthiswise：
“Hitthouart!notinvainflewtheshaft；howbyrightsithadpiercedtheeIntotheundermostgut，therewithtohaveredtheeoflife-breath!
FollowingthathadtheTrojanspluckedanewbreathfromtheirdirest，Theyallfrightedofthee，asthegoatsbleatinflightfromalion。“
ThenuntohimuntroubledmadeanswerstoutDiomedes：
“Bow-puller，jiber，thybowforthyglorying，spyeratrgins!
Ifthatthoudared’stfacemehereoutintheopenwithweapons，Nothingthenwouldavailtheethybowandthythickshotofarrows。
Nowthouplumesttheevainlybecauseofagrazeofmyfootsole；
ReckIaswerethatstrokefromawomanorsomepettishinfant。
Ayefliesbluntedthedartofthemanthat’semasculate，noughtworth!
Otherwisehits，forthflyingfromme，andbutstrikesittheslightest，Mykeenshaft，anditnumbersamanofthedeadfallenstraightway。
Torn，troth，thenarethecheeksofthewifeofthatmanfallenslaughtered，Orphanshisbabes，fullsurelyhereddenstheearthwithhisblood-
drops，Rotting，roundhimthebirds，morenumeroustheythanthewomen。“
HYPNOSONIDA——Iliad，x，283
Theythentofountain-abundantIda，motherofwildbeasts，Came，andtheyfirstleftoceantofareovermainlandatLektos，Whereunderneathoftheirfeetwavedloftiestgrowthsofthewoodland。
TherehungHypnosfast，erethesionofZeuswasobservant，Mounteduponatallpine-tree，tallestofpinesthatonIdaLustilyspringoffsoilfortheshootupaloftintoaether。
Theredidhesitwell-cloakedbythewide-branchedpineforconcealment，Thatloudbird，inhisformlike，thatperchedhighupinthemountains，ChalkisisnamedbytheGods，butofmortalsknownasKymindis。
Notthesea-wavesobellowsabroadwhenitburstsuponshingle，Whippedfromthesea’sdeepsupbytheterribleblastoftheNorthwind；
Nay，norisevertheroarofthefiercefire’srushsoarousing，Downalongmountain-glades，whenitsurgestokindleawoodland；
Nay，norsotonantthundersthestressofthegaleintheoak-trees’
Foliage-tresseshigh，whenitragestoraveingitsutmost；
AsrosethenstupendoustheTrojan’scryandAchaians’，Dreadupshoutingasonewhentogethertheyclashedintheconflict。
SonowthehorsesofAiakides，offwideofthewar-ground，Wept，sincefirsttheywerewareoftheircharioteeroverthrownthere，Castdownlowinthewhirlofthedustunderman-slayingHector。
Sooth，meanwhile，thendidAutomedon，bravesonofDiores，Oft，ontheonehand，urgethemwithflicksoftheswiftwhip，andoft，too，Coaxentreatingly，hurriedly；whilesdidheangrilythreaten。
Vainly，forthesewouldnottotheships，totheHellespontspacious，Backwardturn，norbewhippedtothebattleamongtheAchaians。
Nay，asapillarremainsimmovable，fedonthetombstone，Haply，ofsomedeadmanoritmaybeawomanthere-under；
Evenlikehardstoodtheythereattachedtothegloriouswar-car，Earthwardbowedwiththeirheads；andofthemsolamentingincessantRanthehotteardropsdownwardontotheearthfromtheireyelids，Mourningtheircharioteer；alltheirlustrousmanesdusty-clotted，Rightsideandleftoftheyoke-ringtossed，tothebreadthoftheyoke-bow。
NowwhentheissueofKronosbeheldthatsorrow，hisheadshookPityingthemfortheirgrief，thesewordsthenhespakeinhisbosom；
“Why，yehapless，gavewetoPeleusyou，toamortalMaster；yethatareagelessboth，yebothofyoudeathless!
Wasitthatyeamongmenmostwretchedshouldcometohaveheart-
grief？
’Tismosttrue，thantheraceofthesemenistherewretchedernowhereAughtoverearth’srangefoundthatisgiftedwithbreathandhasmovement。“
THEMARESOFTHECAMARGUE——Fromthe’Mireio’ofMistralAhundredmares，allwhite!theirmanesLikemace-reedofthemarshyplainsThick-tufted，wavy，freeo’theshears：
AndwhenthefierysquadronrearsBurstingatspeed，eachmaneappearsEvenasthewhitescarfofafayFloatingupontheirnecksalongtheheavensaway。
Oraceofhumankind，takeshame!
Forneveryetahandcouldtame，NorbitterspurthatripstheflankssubdueThemaresoftheCamargue。Ihaveknown，Bytreasonsnared，somecaptesshown；
ExpatriatefromtheirnateRhone，Ledoff，theirsalinepasturesfarfromew：
Andonaday，withpromptrebound，Theyhaveflungtheirriderstotheground，Andatasinglegallop，scouringfree，Wide-nostril’dtothewind，twicetenOflongmarsh-leaguesdevour’d，andthen，BacktotheVacaresagain，AftertenyearsofslaveryjusttobreathesaltseaForofthissavageraceunbent，Theoceanistheelement。
OfoldescapedfromNeptune’scar，fullsure，Stillwiththewhitefoamfleck’darethey，Andwhentheseapuffsblackfromgrey，Andshipspartcables，loudlyneighThestallionsofCamargue，alljoyfulintheroar；
AndkeenasawhiptheylashandcrackTheirtailsthatdragthedust，andbackScratchuptheearth，andfeel，enteringtheirflesh，wherehe，TheGod，dresdeephistridentteeth，Whoinonehorror，above，beneath，Bidsstormandwaterydelugeseethe，Andshatterstotheirdepthstheabyssesofthesea。
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