But Pallas now Tydides' soul inspires, Fills with her force, and warms with all her fires; Above the Greeks his deathless fame to raise, And crown her hero with distinguish'd praise. High on his helm celestial lightnings play, His beamy shield emits a living ray; Th' unwearied blaze incessant streams supplies. Like the red star that fires th' autumnal skies. But Pallas now Tydides' soul inspires, Fills with her _rage_, and warms with all her fires; force, O'er all the Greeks decrees his fame to raise, Above the Greeks her _warrior's_ fame to raise, his deathless And crown her hero with _immortal_ praise: distinguish'd _Bright from_ his beamy _crest_ the lightnings play, High on helm From his broad buckler flash'd the living ray; High on his helm celestial lightnings play, His beamy shield emits a living ray. The goddess with her breath the flame supplies, Bright as the star whose fires in autumn rise; Her breath divine thick streaming flames supplies, Bright as the star that fires th' autumnal skies: Th' unwearied blaze incessant streams supplies, Like the red star that fires th' autumnal skies. When first he rears his radiant orb to sight, And, bath'd in ocean, shoots a keener light. Such glories Pallas on the chief bestow'd, Such from his arms the fierce effulgence flow'd; Onward she drives him, furious to engage, Where the fight burns, and where the thickest rage. When fresh he rears his radiant orb to sight, And gilds old ocean with a blaze of light, Bright as the star that fires th' autumnal skies; Fresh from the deep, and gilds the seas and skies; Such glories Pallas on her chief bestow'd, Such sparkling rays from his bright armour flow'd; Such from his arms the fierce effulgence flow'd; Onward she drives him _headlong_ to engage, furious Where the _war bleeds_, and where the _fiercest_ rage, fight burns, thickest The sons of Dares first the combat sought, A wealthy priest, but rich without a fault; In Vulcan's fane the father's days were led, The sons to toils of glorious battle bred. There liv'd a Trojan--Dares was his name, The priest of Vulcan, rich, yet void of blame; The sons of Dares first the combat sought, A wealthy priest, but rich without a fault. _Conclusion of Book_ viii. _v_. 687.