In toil for thee, we will not shun
Against e’en Zephyr’s breath to run,
Swiftest of winds: but all in vain:
By God and man shalt thou be slain.’
He spake: and here, his words among,
Erinnys bound his faltering tongue.
Beginning with Achilles’ speech, I render the passage parallel to Gladstone thus.
‘Chestnut and Spotted! noble pair! farfamous brood of Spry-foot!
In other guise now ponder ye your charioteer to rescue
Back to the troop of Danaï, when we have done with battle: