Author(s): Homer

Classics

Book Excerpt:...To save their fleet their last efforts they try,And stones and darts in mingled tempests fly.As when sharp Boreas blows abroad, and bringsThe dreary winter on his frozen wings;Beneath the low-hung clouds the sheets of snowDescend, and whiten all the fields below:So fast the darts on either army pour,So down the rampires rolls the rocky shower:Heavy, and thick, resound the batter'd shields,And the deaf echo rattles round the fields.With shame repulsed, with grief and fury driven,The frantic Asius thus accuses Heaven:"In powers immortal who shall now believe?Can those too flatter, and can Jove deceive?What man could doubt but Troy's victorious powerShould humble Greece, and this her fatal hour?But like when wasps from hollow crannies drive,To guard the entrance of their common hive,..