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Where call the cries, where calls the shout that ever heavenward goes,

       Rhipeus therewith, and Epytus the mighty under shield,

       Dymas and Hypanis withal their fellowship now yield;340

       Met by the moon they join my side with young Corœbus; he

       The son of Mygdon, at that tide in Troy-town chanced to be;

       Drawn thither by Cassandra's love that burned within his heart.

       So he to Priam service gave, and helped the Phrygian part:

       Unhappy! that the warning word of his God-maddened love

       He might not hearken on that day.

       Now when I see them gathered so to dare the battle's pain,

       Thus I begin:

       'O fellows fair, O hardy hearts in vain!

       If now ye long to follow me who dares the utterance

       And certain end, ye see indeed what wise our matters chance.350

       The Gods, who in the other days our lordship mighty made,

       Are gone from altar and from shrine: a town of flames ye aid.

       Fall on a very midst the fire and die in press of war!

       One hope there is for vanquished men, to cherish hope no more.'

      Therewith the fury of their minds I feed, and thence away,

       As ravening wolves by night and cloud their bellies' lust obey,

       That bitter-sharp is driving on, the while their whelps at home

       Dry-jawed await them, so by steel, by crowd of foes we come

       Into the very death; we hold the city's midmost street,

       Black night-tide's wings with hollow shade about our goings meet.360

      O ruin and death of that ill night, what tongue may set it forth!

       Or who may pay the debt of tears that agony was worth!

       The ancient city overthrown, lord for so many a year,

       The many bodies of the slain, that, moveless, everywhere

       Lie in the street, in houses lie, lie round the holy doors

       Of Gods. But not alone that night the blood of Teucrians pours,

       For whiles the valour comes again in vanquished hearts to bide,

       And conquering Danaans fall and die: grim grief on every side,

       And fear on every side there is, and many-faced is death.

      Androgeus, whom a mighty band of Danaans followeth,370

       First falleth on the road of us, and, deeming us to be

       His fellow-folk, in friendly words he speaketh presently:

      'Haste on, O men! what sloth is this delayeth so your ways?

       While others hand and haul away in Pergamos ablaze;

       What! fellows, from the lofty ships come ye but even now?'

      But with the word, no answer had wherein at all to trow,

       He felt him fallen amid the foe, and taken in the snare;

       Then foot and voice aback he drew, and stood amazèd there,

       As one who through the thicket thrusts, and unawares doth tread

       Upon a snake, and starts aback with sudden rush of dread380

       From gathering anger of the thing and swelling neck of blue:

       So, quaking at the sight of us, Androgeus backward drew.

       But we fall on with serried arms and round their rout we crowd,

       And fell them knowing nought the place, and with all terror cowed:

       So sweet the breath of fortune was on our first handicraft.

      But with good-hap and hardihood Corœbus' spirit laughed;

       'Come, fellows, follow up,' he cries, 'the way that fortune shows

       This first of times, and where belike a little kind she grows.

       Change we our shields, and do on us the tokens of the Greeks;

       Whether with fraud or force he play what man of foeman seeks,390

       Yea, these themselves shall give us arms.'

       He spake, and forth did bear

       Androgeus' high-crested helm and shield emblazoned fair,

       And did it on, and Argive sword he girt unto his thigh:

       So Rhipeus did, and Dymas did, and all did joyously,

       And each man wholly armed himself with plunder newly won.

       Then mingled with the Greeks we fare, and no God helps us on,

       And many a battle there we join amid the eyeless night,

       And many a Danaan send adown to Orcus from the light:

       Some fled away unto the ships, some to the safe sea-shore,399

       Or smitten with the coward's dread climbed the great horse once more

       And there they lie all close within the well-known womb of wood.

      Alas! what skills it man to trust in Gods compelled to good?

       For lo, Cassandra, Priam's maid, with hair cast all about,

       From Pallas' house and innermost of holy place dragged out,

       And straining with her burning eyes in vain to heaven aloft;

       Her eyes, for they in bonds had bound her tender palms and soft.

       Nought bore Corœbus' maddened mind to see that show go by,

       And in the middle of their host he flung himself to die,

       And all we follow and fall on with points together set.

       And first from that high temple-top great overthrow we get410

       From weapons of our friends, and thence doth hapless death arise

       From error of the Greekish crests and armour's Greekish guise;

       Then crying out for taken maid, fulfilled thereat with wrath,

       The gathered Greeks fall in on us: comes keenest Ajax forth;

       The sons of Atreus, all the host of Dolopes are there:—

       As whiles, the knit whirl broken up, the winds together bear

       And strive, the West wind and the South, the East wind glad and free

       With Eastland steeds; sore groan the woods; and Nereus stirs the sea

       From lowest deeps, and trident shakes, and foams upon the wave:—

       They even to whom by night and cloud great overthrow we gave,420

       Through craft of ours, and drave about through all the town that while,

       Now show themselves, and know our shields and weapons worn for guile

       The first of all; our mouths unmeet for Greekish speech they tell

       Then o'er us sweeps the multitude; and first Corœbus fell

       By Peneleus before the Maid who ever in the fight

       Prevaileth most; fell Rhipeus there, the heedfullest of right

       Of all among the Teucrian folk, the justest man of men;

       The Gods deemed otherwise. Dymas and Hypanis died then,

       Shot through by friends, and not a whit availed to cover thee,

       O Panthus, thine Apollo's bands or plenteous piety.430

       Ashes of Ilium, ye last flames where my beloved ones burned,

       Bear witness mid your overthrow my face was never turned

       From Danaan steel and

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