THE BATTLE ON THE PLAIN
When the next morning came Zeus called the gods to an assembly on the
topmost ridge of Olympus, and spake to them, saying:--
"Hearken, gods and goddesses! Let none of you presume to go against
my word. Whosoever of you shall aid either Greek or Trojan, him will
I smite with the thunder, or else will cast him far down to the
darkness of Tartarus, whose gates are iron and whose threshold
bronze, and he shall know that I am chief among gods. And if ye will
make trial of my strength, let down a chain of gold from heaven to
earth, and take hold thereof, all ye gods and goddesses. Yet shall
ye not drag down Zeus, no, though ye strive with all your might. But
if I should draw with all my strength, I could lift you up, and earth
and sea with you, and bind the chain about a horn of Olympus, and
leave you hanging there. So much am I stronger than all besides."
Tar'-tar-us.
Then all the gods sat silent and amazed. But at last spake Athene:
"Surely we know, Father Zeus, that thy strength cannot be resisted.
Yet we pity the Greeks, and fear lest they should perish altogether.
We will keep aloof from the war, according to thy command, but we
will give them counsel."
And Zeus smiled upon her, and gave consent. Then he yoked to his
chariot his swift horses, and touched them with his whip. Midway
between heaven and earth they flew, and came to Ida, the mountain of
many springs. There he stayed his course, and sat down amidst the
peaks, looking on the city of Troy and the host of the Greeks.
The Greeks took their meal in haste, and armed themselves. The men
of Troy also made them ready for battle in the city; fewer they were
in number than their foes, but not less eager for the fight, for
indeed a sore need was upon them, the need to fight for children and
wife. Then the gates were opened, and the people went quickly forth.
And the two hosts came together, buckler against buckler, and spear
against spear, and the shields clashed with a great ringing sound.
While the day was increasing, neither this side prevailed nor that;
but at noon Father Zeus stretched on high his golden scales, laying
in them two weights of death; one for the Greeks, and one for the
sons of Troy. By the middle he took the scales, and let them hang,
and the scale of the Greeks sank lower. Then did he send his blazing
thunderbolt among the people from the heights of Ida, and they saw it
and were dismayed.
Then could no man hold his ground. Only Nestor remained, against his
will, for Paris had slain one of his chariot-horses with an arrow.
And while the old man cut away the traces, Hector came through the
press. Then would the old man have perished, but Diomed was swift to
notice his danger. With a great cry he called Ulysses, and said:--
"Son of Laertes, whither dost thou flee, turning thy back like a
coward? See that no man thrust thee in the back with a spear.
Tarry, and keep back this fierce man of war from old Nestor."
So he spake, but Ulysses heeded not, fleeing fast to the ships.
Then rushed Diomed, alone as he was, into the foremost rank, and
stood before the chariot of old Nestor, and spake: "Old sir, the
younger fighters press thee sore; feeble thou art, and weak thy
charioteer, and thy horses slow. Come, mount upon my chariot, and
see what the horses that I took from Æneas can do--how they can flee,
and follow, and speed this way and that! Thy charioteer and mine
shall look to thy horses. Come thou with me, and Hector shall see
whether there is yet any strength in the spear of Diomed."
To this Nestor gave consent, and took the reins in his hand, and
plied the whip. Soon they came near to Hector, and Diomed cast his
spear. Hector he missed, but smote his charioteer upon the breast,
so that he fell from the chariot, and the swift horses started back.
Hector's heart was dark with grief for his comrade; yet he let him
lie where he fell, for he must needs find another charioteer.
Then there would have been rout among the men of Troy, and they would
have been pent up in the city, as sheep in a fold, but that Zeus
hurled a blazing thunderbolt. Right before the chariot of Diomed did
it fall; and the horses crouched in fear, and Nestor let fall the
reins from his hands, for he was sore afraid, and cried aloud:--
"Son of Tydeus, turn thy horses to flight; seest thou that Zeus is
not with thee? To-day he giveth glory to Hector; to-morrow, perhaps,
to thee. The purpose of Zeus none may hinder."
Then the son of Tydeus spake: "Old sir, thou sayest well; but this
goeth to my heart, that Hector will say, 'Diomed fled before me,
seeking the ships.' Then may the earth swallow me up!"
But Nestor made reply, "Though Hector call thee coward, yet will not
the sons of Troy believe him, nor the daughters whose gallant
husbands thou hast tumbled in the dust."
Then he turned his horses, and fled. But Hector cried after Diomed:
"Art thou the man to whom the Greeks give high place in the feast,
and plenteous cups of wine? Not so will they honour thee hereafter.
Run, girl! run, coward! Shalt thou climb our walls, and carry away
our daughters in thy ships?"
Then Diomed was very wroth, doubting whether to flee or to turn; but
when he turned Zeus thundered from on high, making him afraid. And
Hector bade the hosts of Troy be of good courage, for that Zeus was
with them, and called to his horses: "Come, now, Bayard, and
Whitefoot, and Flame of Fire, and Brilliant; forget not how the fair
Andromache has cared for you; aye, even before me, who am her
husband. Carry me fast, that I may win old Nestor's shield, which
men say is all of gold, and strip from the shoulders of Diomed the
breastplate which Hephæstus wrought."
So the Greeks fled headlong within the wall which they had built,
Hector driving them before him, and all the space between the wall
and the ships was crowded with chariots and with men. Then would
Hector have burned the ships, had not Hera put it in the heart of
King Agamemnon to urge the Greeks to battle. On the ship of Ulysses,
that was midmost of all, he stood, so that he could shout to either
end, to where Ajax the Greater on one side, and Achilles on the
other, had drawn up their ships. And he cried aloud:--
"Shame on you, ye Greeks! Where are now your boasts that one man of
you would outmatch five score, yea, ten score, of the sons of Troy?
And now one single man is of more worth than you all! O Father Zeus,
grant us that we may at least escape with our lives."
And Zeus hearkened to his prayer, and sent a sign from heaven, an
eagle that held a kid in his claw; by the altar of Zeus did he drop
it, and the Greeks, when they saw it, took heart, and leaped upon the
men of Troy, and rejoiced again in the battle.
Foremost of all was Diomed. After him came the sons of Atreus, and
either Ajax, and all the chiefs, and among them Teucer, who stood
beneath the shield of Ajax son of Telamon, as he bent his bow. Ajax
would lift his shield a little, and Teucer, peering out, would shoot
a warrior in the throng. Then would he go back as a child to his
mother, and Ajax would hide him beneath his shield. Eight warriors
did he slay; and when Agamemnon saw him, he came near, and spake,
saying: "Shoot on, Teucer, and be a light to thy people and to thy
father Telamon. Surely when Zeus and Athene shall grant me the spoil
of Troy, to thee, first after myself, will I give a goodly gift."
Teu'-cer. Tel'-a-mon.
Teucer made reply: "Eight shafts have I launched, and every shaft has
been buried in a warrior's flesh; but that man I cannot strike."
He spake, and sped another arrow from the string, aiming at Hector.
Him he touched not, but he slew a son of Priam. Yet once again he
shot, and slew this time the charioteer of Hector, striking him full
upon the breast, as he rushed into battle. Then Hector's heart grew
dark with rage and grief. He leapt from his chariot to the ground,
and caught a stone in his hand, and went towards Teucer, desiring to
crush him. Then Teucer took an arrow from the quiver and fitted it
on the string, but as he drew the arrow to his shoulder, Hector smote
him where the collarbone stands between neck and breast, and snapped
the bow-string, and numbed his arm and wrist, so that the bow flew
from his hand, and he fell upon his knee. But Ajax bestrode him,
covering him with his shield, and two of his comrades bare him,
groaning deeply, to the ships.
Then again did Zeus put courage into the hearts of the men of Troy,
and they thrust the Greeks back to the ditch; and Hector moved ever
in the front, rejoicing in his strength. Even as a dog pursues a
wild boar or a lion, and catches him by hip or thigh, so did Hector
hang upon the Greeks, and smite the hindmost as they fled.
But Hera saw and pitied them, and spake to Athene: "Shall not thou
and I have pity on the Greeks once more? They are perishing at the
hands of Hector."
Athene made reply: "It is all the doing of my father, who listened to
Thetis, when she besought him to give honour to Achilles. But
another day, may be, he will hearken unto me. Make ready, therefore,
the horses, while I arm myself for the war. We will see whether
Hector will be glad when he beholds thee and me in the forefront of
the battle."
So Hera made ready the chariot, and Athene armed herself for the war.
And when she was armed, Hera lashed the horses, and the great gates
of heaven, where the Hours keep watch, opened before them.
But Zeus saw them from Ida, and said to Iris of the golden wings: "Go
now, swift Iris, bid these two not come face to face with me, for our
meeting would be ill for them. Verily I will cast them from their
chariot, and break the chariot in pieces. Not for ten years would
they recover of their wounds should the lightning smite them."
So Iris hasted on her way, and gave the two goddesses the Father's
message.
Then spake Hera to Athene: "No more shall we two do battle with Zeus
for the sake of mortal men. Let them perish or live, as it may
chance."
So they two went back to Olympus, and sat down in their chairs of
gold, among the other gods, right heavy of heart.
Zeus also hastened from Ida to Olympus, and came into the assembly of
the gods; but Hera and Athene sat apart, and spake not, and asked no
question.
Then said Zeus: "Why are ye so cast down? To-morrow shall see worse
things than these; for great Hector will not cease from his slaying
till the son of Peleus be roused by his ships, in the day when they
shall fight about the dead Patroclus."
Pe'-leus.
And row the sun sank into the sea; wroth were the Trojans that the
light should go, but to the Greeks welcome came the night.
Then Hector called the men of Troy to an assembly. In his hand he
held a spear eleven cubits long, with flaming point of bronze, and
circled with gold; on it he leant and spake:--
cubit, a foot and a half.
"Give ear, ye Trojans and allies! I thought this day to destroy the
hosts of the Greeks and their ships, and so to return to Troy; but
night hath hindered me. Let us yield to night, and take our meal.
Unharness your horses and feed them. Fetch also from the city kine,
and sheep, and wine, and bread, and store of fuel also, that we may
burn many fires, lest the Greeks escape across the sea in the night.
Also let the heralds make proclamation in the city that the lads and
the old men should guard the wall, and that every woman should light
a great fire in her house, and that all should keep watch, lest an
ambush should enter the city while the people are away. In the
morning will we arm ourselves, and wake the war beside the ships, and
bring ruin on the Greeks."
So Hector spake, and all the Trojans shouted their assent. They
loosed their horses, and fetched food from the city, and gathered
fuel. All night long they sat in high hope. And as on some windless
night the stars shine bright about the moon, and all the crags and
dells are shown, and the tops of the hills also, and the depths of
the sky are open, and all the stars appear, and the shepherd's heart
is glad; so the Trojan fires glittered between the stream of Xanthus
and the ships. A thousand fires were burning, and fifty sat in the
glare of each; and the horses stood beside the chariots champing
their grain, and waited for the morn.
Xan'-thus (X is pronounced as Z).