"Her, foam-born Venus then, Goddess of smiles, Thus answer'd. 'Thy request, who in the arms Of Jove reposest the Omnipotent, Nor just it were, nor seemly, to refuse.' "So saying, the cincture from her breast she loos'd Embroider'd, various, her all-charming zone. It was an ambush of sweet snares, replete With love, desire, soft intercourse of hearts, And music of resistless whisper'd sounds That from the wisest steal their best resolves; She placed it in her hands and thus she said. 'Take this--this girdle fraught with ev'ry charm. Hide this within thy bosom, and return, Whate'er thy purpose, mistress of it all.' She spake; imperial Juno smiled, and still Smiling complacent, bosom'd safe the zone." Euphorbus falls thus under the spear of Menelaus: Iliad, B. XVII. p. 452. v. 60. "Sounding he fell; loud rang his batter'd arms. His locks, which even the Graces might have own'd, Blood-sullied, and his ringlets wound about With twine of gold and silver, swept the dust. As the luxuriant olive, by a swain Rear'd in some solitude where rills abound, Puts forth her buds, and, fann'd by genial airs On all sides, hangs her boughs with whitest flow'rs, But by a sudden whirlwind from its trench Uptorn, it lies extended on the field, Such, Panthus' warlike son, Euphorbus seem'd, By Menelaus, son of Atreus, slain Suddenly, and of all his arms despoil'd. But as the lion on the mountains bred, Glorious in strength, when he hath seiz'd the best And fairest of the herd, with savage fangs First breaks her neck, then laps the bloody paunch Torn wide; meantime, around him, but remote, Dogs stand and swains clamouring, yet by fear Repress'd, annoy him not or dare approach; So there, all wanted courage to oppose The force of Menelaus, glorious chief." The beauty of this passage will no doubt prompt Mr. C. to revise the words descriptive of the olive's gender. He cannot possibly have had an eye to the passage in the XIth B. of the Odyssey, relating to the spirit of Tiresias; the licence there, and the beauty obtained by it, are founded on very different principles. With the following ample scene between Achilles, Lycaon, and Asteropæus, we conclude our extracts from the Iliad, B. XXI. p. 553. v. 119.