The other two. But these kept home, my father being driv’n With wand’ring and advent’rous spirits, for so the King of heav’n And th’ other Gods set down their wills, and he to Argos came, Where he begun the world, and dwelt. There marrying a dame, One of Adrastus’ female race, he kept a royal house, For he had great demesnes, good land, and, being industrious, He planted many orchard-grounds about his house, and bred Great store of sheep. Besides all this, he was well qualitied, And pass’d all Argives, for his spear. And these digressive things Are such as you may well endure, since (being deriv’d from kings, And kings not poor nor virtueless) you cannot hold me base, Nor scorn my words, which oft, though true, in mean men meet disgrace. However, they are these in short: Let us be seen at fight, And yield to strong necessity, though wounded, that our sight May set those men on that, of late, have to Achilles’ spleen Been too indulgent, and left blows; but be we only seen, Not come within the reach of darts, lest wound on wound we lay; Which rev’rend Nestor’s speech implied, and so far him obey.” This counsel gladly all observ’d, went on, Atrides led. Nor Neptune this advantage lost, but closely followéd, And like an aged man appear’d t’ Atrides; whose right hand He seiz’d, and said: “Atrides, this doth passing fitly stand With stern Achilles’ wreakful spirit, that he can stand astern His ship, and both in fight and death the Grecian bane discern, Since not in his breast glows one spark of any human mind. But be that his own bane. Let God by that loss make him find How vile a thing he is. For know, the blest Gods have not giv’n Thee ever over, but perhaps the Trojans may from heav’n Receive that justice. Nay, ’tis sure, and thou shalt see their falls, Your fleet soon freed, and for fights here they glad to take their walls.” This said, he made known who he was, and parted with a cry As if ten thousand men had join’d in battle then, so high His throat flew through the host; and so this great Earth-shaking God Cheer’d up the Greek hearts, that they wish their pains no period. Saturnia from Olympus’ top saw her great brother there, And her great husband’s brother too, exciting ev’rywhere The glorious spirits of the Greeks; which as she joy’d to see, So, on the fountful Ida’s top, Jove’s sight did disagree With her contentment, since she fear’d that his hand would descend, And check the Sea-god’s practices. And this she did contend How to prevent, which thus seem’d best: To deck her curiously, And visit the Idalian hill, that so the Lightner’s eye She might enamour with her looks, and his high temples steep, Ev’n to his wisdom, in the kind and golden juice of sleep. So took she chamber, which her son, the God of ferrary, With firm doors made, being joinèd close, and with a privy key That no God could command but Jove; where, enter’d, she made fast The shining gates, and then upon her lovely body cast