For Atreus’ son’s ungracious deed, his men yet pleas’d their hearts With throwing of the holéd stone, with hurling of their darts, And shooting fairly on the shore; their horse at chariots fed On greatest parsley, and on sedge that in the fens is bred. His princes’ tents their chariots held, that richly cover’d were. His princes, amorous of their chief, walk’d storming here and there About the host, and scorn’d to fight: their breaths as they did pass Before them flew, as if a fire fed on the trembling grass; Earth under-groan’d their high-rais’d feet, as when offended Jove, In Arime, Typhœius with rattling thunder drove Beneath the earth; in Arime, men say, the grave is still, Where thunder tomb’d Typhœius, and is a monstrous hill; And as that thunder made earth groan, so groan’d it as they past, They trod with such hard-set-down steps, and so exceeding fast. To Troy the rainbow-girded Dame right heavy news relates From Jove, as all to council drew in Priam’s palace-gates, Resembling Priam’s son in voice, Polites, swift of feet; In trust whereof, as sentinel, to see when from the fleet The Grecians sallied, he was set upon the lofty brow Of aged Æsyetes’ tomb; and this did Iris show: “O Priam, thou art always pleas’d with indiscreet advice, And fram’st thy life to times of peace, when such a war doth rise As threats inevitable spoil. I never did behold Such and so mighty troops of men, who trample on the mould In number like Autumnus’ leaves, or like the marine sand, All ready round about the walls to use a ruining hand. Hector, I therefore charge thee most, this charge to undertake. A multitude remain in Troy, will fight for Priam’s sake, Of other lands and languages; let ev’ry leader then Bring forth well-arm’d into the field his sev’ral bands of men.” Strong Hector knew a Deity gave charge to this assay, Dismiss’d the council straight; like waves, clusters to arms do sway; The ports are all wide open set; out rush’d the troops in swarms, Both horse and foot; the city run with sudden-cried alarms. A column stands without the town, that high his head doth raise, A little distant, in a plain trod down with divers ways, Which men do Batieia call, but the Immortals name Myrine’s famous sepulchre, the wondrous active dame. Here were th’ auxiliary bands, that came in Troy’s defence, Distinguish’d under sev’ral guides of special excellence. The duke of all the Trojan pow’r great helm-deck’d Hector was, Which stood of many mighty men well-skill’d in darts of brass. Æneas of commixéd seed (a Goddess with a man, Anchises with the Queen of love) the troops Dardanian Led to the field; his lovely sire in Ida’s lower shade Begat him of sweet Cyprides; he solely was not made Chief leader of the Dardan pow’rs, Antenor’s valiant sons, Archilochus and Acamas, were joind companions. Who in Zelia dwelt beneath the sacred foot of Ide, That drank of black Æsepus’ stream, and wealth made full of pride, The Aphnii, Lycaon’s son, whom Phœbus gave his bow,