iliad two a manner divided

n    In prayer they are renewed to prove they do the justice of the god throned in the heaven of heavens and the law of the highest is thus obeyed.

Thus prayed the chief: his unavailing prayer

Great Jove refused, and toss'd in empty air:

The God averse, while yet the fumes arose,

Prepared new toils, and doubled woes on woes.

Their prayers perform'd the chiefs the rite pursue,

The barley sprinkled, and the victim slew.

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The limbs they sever from the inclosing hide,

The thighs, selected to the gods, divide.

On these, in double cauls involved with art,

The choicest morsels lie from every part,

n    Here they announce the chiefs on their side that make up the tasty parts of troy.

From the cleft wood the crackling flames aspire

While the fat victims feed the sacred fire.

The thighs thus sacrificed, and entrails dress'd

The assistants part, transfix, and roast the rest;

Then spread the tables, the repast prepare,

Each takes his seat, and each receives his share.

Soon as the rage of hunger was suppress'd,

The generous Nestor thus the prince address'd.

"Now bid thy heralds sound the loud alarms,

And call the squadrons sheathed in brazen arms;

Now seize the occasion, now the troops survey,

And lead to war when heaven directs the way."

n    Here is the vow of the chiefs big and small who light the way with arms ready at heavens beckon and the rulers call reflected in that divine lawful way.

He said; the monarch issued his commands;

Straight the loud heralds call the gathering bands

The chiefs inclose their king; the hosts divide,

In tribes and nations rank'd on either side.

High in the midst the blue-eyed virgin flies;

From rank to rank she darts her ardent eyes;

The dreadful aegis, Jove's immortal shield,

Blazed on her arm, and lighten'd all the field:

Round the vast orb a hundred serpents roll'd,

Form'd the bright fringe, and seem'd to burn in gold,

With this each Grecian's manly breast she warms,

Swells their bold hearts, and strings their nervous arms,

No more they sigh, inglorious, to return,

But breathe revenge, and for the combat burn.

As on some mountain, through the lofty grove,

The crackling flames ascend, and blaze above;

The fires expanding, as the winds arise,

Shoot their long beams, and kindle half the skies:

So from the polish'd arms, and brazen shields,

A gleamy splendour flash'd along the fields.

Not less their number than the embodied cranes,

Or milk-white swans in Asius' watery plains.

That, o'er the windings of Cayster's springs,⁹⁷

Stretch their long necks, and clap their rustling wings,

Now tower aloft, and course in airy rounds,

Now light with noise; with noise the field resounds.

Thus numerous and confused, extending wide,

The legions crowd Scamander's flowery side;⁹⁸

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n     Here is mentioned that troy is divided and chiefs have chosen sides in this conflict.

n    A prayer calling a partheona or avathan of God to judge and bestow grace to the righteous side.  Partheonas or virgins  know justice and the call is to maker sure everything is lawful and divinely blessed.  No one wants to add to the corruption or do anything unlawful.

n    They want to aid the victims of the Trojan corruption.