This said, arising from his throne, in his lov’d mother’s hand He put the double-handed cup, and said: “Come, do not stand On these cross humours, suffer, bear, though your great bosom grieve, And lest blows force you; all my aid not able to relieve Your hard condition, though these eyes behold it, and this heart Sorrow to think it. ’Tis a task too dang’rous to take part Against Olympius. I myself the proof of this still feel. When other Gods would fain have help’d, he took me by the heel, And hurl’d me out of heav’n. All day I was in falling down; At length in Lemnos I strook earth. The likewise-falling sun And I, together, set; my life almost set too; yet there The Sintii cheer’d and took me up.” This did to laughter cheer White-wristed Juno, who now took the cup of him, and smil’d. The sweet peace-making draught went round, and lame Ephaistus fill’d Nectar to all the other Gods. A laughter never left Shook all the blesséd deities, to see the lame so deft At that cup service. All that day, ev’n till the sun went down, They banqueted, and had such cheer as did their wishes crown. Nor had they music less divine; Apollo there did touch His most sweet harp, to which, with voice, the Muses pleas’d as much. But when the sun’s fair light was set, each Godhead to his house Address’d for sleep, where ev’ry one, with art most curious, By heav’n’s great both-foot-halting God a sev’ral roof had built. Ev’n he to sleep went, by whose hand heav’n is with lightning gilt, High Jove, where he had us’d to rest when sweet sleep seiz’d his eyes; By him the golden-thron’d Queen slept, the Queen of deities. THE END OF THE FIRST BOOK. [1] “_See my bed made_,” it may be Englished. The word is _ἀντιόωσαν_, which signifies _contra stantem_ as _standing of one side opposite to another on the other side_; which yet others translate _capessentem et adornantem_; which since it shows best to a reader, I follow. [2] This simile Virgil directly translates. THE SECOND BOOK OF HOMER’S ILIADS THE ARGUMENT Jove calls a vision up from Somnus’ den To bid Atrides muster up his men. The King, to Greeks dissembling his desire, Persuades them to their country to retire. By Pallas’ will, Ulysses stays their flight: And wise old Nestor heartens them to fight. They take their meat; which done, to arms they go, And march in good array against the foe. So those of Troy; when Iris, from the sky, Of Saturn’s son performs the embassy. ANOTHER ARGUMENT Beta the dream and synod cites; And catalogues the naval knights.