The+Iliad

=//from// The Iliad=

//By [|Homer]//
//translated by Alexander Pope// //1688 - 1744, b. England//

Now shield with shield, with helmet helmet closed, To armour armour, lance to lance opposed, Host against host with shadowy squadrons drew, The sounding darts in iron tempests flew, Victors and vanquished joined promiscuous cries, And shrilling shouts and dying groans arise; With streaming blood the slippery fields are dyed, And slaughtered heroes swell the dreadful tide. As torrents roll, increased by numerous rills, With rage impetuous down their echoing ills, Rush to the vales, and poured along the plain, Roar through a thousand channels to the main; The distant shepherd trembling hears the sound; So mix both hosts, and so their cries rebound.