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<strong>Homer</strong>’s <strong>Iliad</strong><br />

weapons after him; nor did he turn round and stay his flight till he<br />

had reached his comrades.<br />

The Trojans, fierce as lions, were still rushing on towards the ships<br />

in fulfilment of the behests of Jove who kept spurring them on to<br />

new deeds of daring, while he deadened the courage of the Argives<br />

and defeated them <strong>by</strong> encouraging the Trojans. For he meant<br />

giving glory to Hector son of Priam, and letting him throw fire<br />

upon the ships, till he had fulfilled the unrighteous prayer that<br />

Thetis had made him; Jove, therefore, bided his time till he should<br />

see the glare of a blazing ship. From that hour he was about so to<br />

order that the Trojans should be driven back from the ships and to<br />

vouchsafe glory to the Achaeans. With this purpose he inspired<br />

Hector son of Priam, who was cager enough already, to assail the<br />

ships. His fury was as that of Mars, or as when a fire is raging in the<br />

glades of some dense forest upon the mountains; he foamed at the<br />

mouth, his eyes glared under his terrible eye-brows, and his<br />

helmet quivered on his temples <strong>by</strong> reason of the fury with which<br />

he fought. Jove from heaven was with him, and though he was but<br />

one against many, vouchsafed him victory and glory; for he was<br />

doomed to an early death, and already Pallas Minerva was<br />

hurrying on the hour of his destruction at the hands of the son of<br />

Peleus. Now, however, he kept trying to break the ranks of the<br />

enemy wherever he could see them thickest, and in the goodliest<br />

armour; but do what he might he could not break through them, for<br />

they stood as a tower foursquare, or as some high cliff rising from<br />

the grey sea that braves the anger of the gale, and of the waves that<br />

thunder up against it. He fell upon them like flames of fire from<br />

every quarter. As when a wave, raised mountain high <strong>by</strong> wind and<br />

storm, breaks over a ship and covers it deep in foam, the fierce<br />

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