"Polydamas," answered Hector, with bended brows, "if thou hast no
better counsel than this thou hadst better hold thy peace, for the gods
have marred thy wit. Vain man! knowest thou not that we came hither
under a sure promise from Zeus? Are we to obey his voice, or shall we
be cowed by the flapping of a wing? What care I for any fowl that
flies east or west, while I stand under the favour of heaven's high
lord? To the patriot all omens are good, when his country summons him
to her defence. A truce to thine idle prate! Thou hast naught to
fear, whether we fight or fly, for thou art never seen on the perilous
edge of battle. But keep thy cold counsels for thine own coward heart,
or I will find means to lock thy lips for ever."
Thereupon he sprang forward towards the wall, and all his men followed,
raising a deafening shout. And from the glens of Ida there came a
rushing mighty wind, which bore a blinding cloud of dust into the faces
of the Greeks, and hindered them in the work of defence. The Trojans
had now crossed the moat, and were striving with all their force to
break down the wall. Some tugged at the battlements, and tried to pull
them down, while others brought levers to overthrow the projecting
buttresses. On the other side the Greeks fought stubbornly, making a
fence with their shields along the line of the wall, and keeping up a
shower of javelins and stones.
Foremost in the defence were the greater and lesser Ajax, who hurried
up and down the battlements, encouraging, rebuking, and threatening.
"Stand fast!" they cried. "This is no time for flinching. Let every
man do his part, whether he be weak or strong. Your lives are in your
own hands."
As on a winter day, when Zeus has lulled the winds to sleep, and all
the air is thick with flying snowflakes, until mountain top and jutting
promontory, green field and black ploughland, level shore and rocky
bay, are all hidden under the same dazzling mantle, whose fringe
touches the cold, grey sea--so thick flew the missiles on either side,
rattling down uninterruptedly on battlement and helmet and shield.
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