The bold Ormenian and Asterian bands
In forty barks Eurypylus commands.
Where Titan hides his hoary head in
snow,
And where Hyperia's silver fountains
flow.
Thy troops, Argissa, Polypoetes
leads,
And Eleon, shelter'd by Olympus'
shades,
Gyrtone's warriors; and where Orthe
lies,
And Oloosson's chalky cliffs arise.
Sprung from Pirithous of immortal
race,
The fruit of fair Hippodame's
embrace,
(That day, when hurl'd from Pelion's
cloudy head,
To distant dens the shaggy Centaurs
fled)
With Polypoetes join'd in equal sway
Leonteus
leads, and forty ships obey.
In twenty sail the bold Perrhaebians
came
From Cyphus, Guneus was their
leader's name.
With these the Enians join'd, and
those who freeze
Where cold Dodona lifts her holy
trees;
Or where the pleasing Titaresius
glides,
And into Peneus rolls his easy
tides;
Yet o'er the silvery surface pure
they flow,
The sacred stream unmix'd with
streams below,
Sacred and awful! from the dark
abodes
Styx
pours them forth, the dreadful oath of gods!
Last, under Prothous the Magnesians
stood,
(Prothous the swift, of old
Tenthredon's blood;)
Who dwell where Pelion, crown'd with
piny boughs,
Obscures the glade, and nods his
shaggy brows;
Or where through flowery Tempe
Peneus stray'd:
(The region stretch'd beneath his
mighty shade:)
In forty sable barks they stemm'd
the main;
Such
were the chiefs, and such the Grecian train.
Say next, O Muse! of all Achaia
breeds,
Who bravest fought, or rein'd the
noblest steeds?
Eumelus' mares were foremost in the
chase,
As eagles fleet, and of Pheretian
race;
Bred where Pieria's fruitful
fountains flow,
And train'd by him who bears the
silver bow.
Fierce in the fight their nostrils
breathed a flame,
Their height, their colour, and
their age the same;
O'er fields of death they whirl the
rapid car,
And break the ranks, and thunder
through the war.
Ajax in arms the first renown
acquired,
While stern Achilles in his wrath
retired:
(His was the strength that mortal
might exceeds,
And his the unrivall'd race of
heavenly steeds:)
But Thetis' son now shines in arms
no more;
His troops, neglected on the sandy
shore.
In empty air their sportive javelins
throw,
Or whirl the disk, or bend an idle
bow:
Unstain'd with blood his cover'd
chariots stand;
The immortal coursers graze along
the strand;
But the brave chiefs the inglorious
life deplored,
And,
wandering o'er the camp, required their lord.
Now, like a deluge, covering all
around,
The shining armies sweep along the
ground;
Swift as a flood of fire, when
storms arise,
Floats the wild field, and blazes to
the skies.
Earth groan'd beneath them; as when
angry Jove
Hurls down the forky lightning from
above,
On Arime when he the thunder throws,
And fires Typhoeus with redoubled
blows,
Where Typhon, press'd beneath the
burning load,
Still
feels the fury of the avenging god.
But various Iris, Jove's commands to
bear,
Speeds on the wings of winds through
liquid air;
--
here is a recipe for holy air or liquid oil air
Iris and jove mixture
Like the bible devices and science like
chemistry exists in the iliad
.
--here immortal races bornm of past races like the titans
are listed, but it is better to saw of the old titans these people were. Ajax us nmentioned and his relation to
Ulysses.
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