He ended; to whom Juno nought replied.
And now the radiant Sun in Ocean sank,
Drawing night after him o’er all the earth;565
Night, undesired by Troy, but to the Greeks
Thrice welcome for its interposing gloom.
Then Hector on the river’s brink fast by
The Grecian fleet, where space he found unstrew’d
With carcases convened the Chiefs of Troy.570
They, there dismounting, listen’d to the words
Of Hector Jove-beloved; he grasp’d a spear
In length eleven cubits, bright its head
Of brass, and color’d with a ring of gold.
He lean’d on it, and ardent thus began.575
Trojans, Dardanians, and allies of Troy!
I hoped, this evening (every ship consumed,
And all the Grecians slain) to have return’d
To wind-swept Ilium. But the shades of night
Have intervened, and to the night they owe,580
In chief, their whole fleet’s safety and their own.
Now, therefore, as the night enjoins, all take
Needful refreshment. Your high-mettled steeds
Release, lay food before them, and in haste
Drive hither from the city fatted sheep585
And oxen; bring ye from your houses bread,
Make speedy purchase of heart-cheering wine,
And gather fuel plenteous; that all night,
E’en till Aurora, daughter of the morn
Shall look abroad, we may with many fires590
Illume the skies; lest even in the night,
Launching, they mount the billows and escape.
Beware that they depart not unannoy’d,
But, as he leaps on board, give each a wound
With shaft or spear, which he shall nurse at home.595
So shall the nations fear us, and shall vex
With ruthless war Troy’s gallant sons no more.
Next, let the heralds, ministers of Jove,
Loud notice issue that the boys well-grown,
And ancients silver-hair’d on the high towers600
Built by the Gods, keep watch; on every hearth
In Troy, let those of the inferior sex
Make sprightly blaze, and place ye there a guard
Sufficient, lest in absence of the troops
An ambush enter, and surprise the town.605
Act thus, ye dauntless Trojans; the advice
Is wholesome, and shall serve the present need,
And so much for the night; ye shall be told
The business of the morn when morn appears.
It is my prayer to Jove and to all heaven610
(Not without hope) that I may hence expel
These dogs, whom Ilium’s unpropitious fates
Have wafted hither in their sable barks.
But we will also watch this night, ourselves,
And, arming with the dawn, will at their ships615
Give them brisk onset. Then shall it appear
If Diomede the brave shall me compel
Back to our walls, or I, his arms blood-stain’d,
Torn from his breathless body, bear away.
To-morrow, if he dare but to abide620
My lance, he shall not want occasion meet
For show of valor. But much more I judge
That the next rising sun shall see him slain
With no few friends around him. Would to heaven!
I were as sure to ’scape the blight of age625
And share their honors with the Gods above,
As comes the morrow fraught with wo to Greece.
So Hector, whom his host with loud acclaim
All praised. Then each his sweating steeds released,
And rein’d them safely at his chariot-side.630
And now from Troy provision large they brought,
Oxen, and sheep, with store of wine and bread,
And fuel much was gather’d. [16]Next the Gods
With sacrifice they sought, and from the plain
Upwafted by the winds the smoke aspired635
Savoury, but unacceptable to those
Above; such hatred in their hearts they bore
To Priam, to the people of the brave
Spear-practised Priam, and to sacred Troy.
Big with great purposes and proud, they sat,640
Not disarray’d, but in fair form disposed
Of even ranks, and watch’d their numerous fires,
As when around the clear bright moon, the stars
Shine in full splendor, and the winds are hush’d,
The groves, the mountain-tops, the headland-heights645
Stand all apparent, not a vapor streaks
The boundless blue, but ether open’d wide
All glitters, and the shepherd’s heart is cheer’d;[17]
So numerous seem’d those fires the bank between
Of Xanthus, blazing, and the fleet of Greece,650
In prospect all of Troy; a thousand fires,
Each watch’d by fifty warriors seated near.
The steeds beside the chariots stood, their corn
Chewing, and waiting till the golden-throned
Aurora should restore the light of day.655
BOOK IX.
ARGUMENT OF THE NINTH BOOK.
By advice of Nestor, Agamemnon sends Ulysses, Phœnix, and Ajax to the tent of Achilles with proposals of reconciliation. They execute their commission, but without effect. Phœnix remains with Achilles; Ulysses and Ajax return.