Shook him, and, urgent, thus the Chief reproved. Awake, Tydides! wherefore givest the night Entire to balmy slumber? Hast not heard How on the rising ground beside the fleet190 The Trojans sit, small interval between? He ceased; then up sprang Diomede alarm’d Instant, and in wing’d accents thus replied. Old wakeful Chief! thy toils are never done. Are there not younger of the sons of Greece,195 Who ranging in all parts the camp, might call The Kings to council? But no curb controls Or can abate activity like thine. To whom Gerenian Nestor in return. My friend! thou hast well spoken. I have sons,200 And they are well deserving; I have here A numerous people also, one of whom Might have sufficed to call the Kings of Greece. But such occasion presses now the host As hath not oft occurr’d; the overthrow205 Complete, or full deliverance of us all, In balance hangs, poised on a razor’s edge. But haste, and if thy pity of my toils Be such, since thou art younger, call, thyself, Ajax the swift, and Meges to the guard.210 Then Diomede a lion’s tawny skin Around him wrapp’d, dependent to his heels, And, spear in hand, set forth. The Hero call’d Those two, and led them whither Nestor bade. They, at the guard arrived, not sleeping found215 The captains of the guard, but sitting all In vigilant posture with their arms prepared. As dogs that, careful, watch the fold by night, Hearing some wild beast in the woods,[5] which hounds And hunters with tumultuous clamor drive220 Down from the mountain-top, all sleep forego; So, sat not on their eyelids gentle sleep That dreadful night, but constant to the plain At every sound of Trojan feet they turn’d. The old Chief joyful at the sight, in terms225 Of kind encouragement them thus address’d. So watch, my children! and beware that sleep Invade none here, lest all become a prey. So saying, he traversed with quick pace the trench By every Chief whom they had thither call’d230 Attended, with whom Nestor’s noble son Went, and Meriones, invited both To join their consultation. From the foss Emerging, in a vacant space they sat, Unstrew’d with bodies of the slain, the spot,235 Whence furious Hector, after slaughter made Of numerous Greeks, night falling, had return’d. There seated, mutual converse close they held, And Nestor, brave Gerenian, thus began.