CHAPTER XIII

THE BATTLE AT THE WALL

Now by this time the Trojans were close upon the trench. But the

horses stood on the brink, fearing to leap it, for it was broad and

deep, and the Greeks had put great stakes therein. Thus said

Polydamas.

Po-lyd'-a-mas.

"Surely, Hector, this is madness that we strive to cross the trench

in our chariots, for it is broad and deep, and there are great stakes

therein. Look, too, at this: even if we should be able to cross it,

how will the matter stand? If, indeed, it be the pleasure of Zeus

that the Greeks should perish utterly--it will be well. But if they

turn upon us and pursue us, driving us back from the ships, then

shall we not be able to return. Wherefore let us leave our chariots

here upon the brink, and go on foot against the wall."

So they went in five companies, and Hector led that which was bravest

and largest. And in each company they joined shield to shield, and

so went against the Greeks. And they all left their chariots by the

trench, save Asius only. But Asius drove his chariot right up to

that gate which was on the left hand in the wall. Now the gates

chanced to be open, for the warders had opened them, so that any of

the Greeks that fled might enter. Now the warders were two mighty

heroes; and these, when they saw Asius and his company coming, went

without and stood in front of the gates, just as two wild boars stand

at bay against a crowd of men and dogs. And all the while they that

stood on the wall threw heavy stones, which fell, thick as the

snowflakes fall in the winter, on the men of Troy, and loud rang the

helmets and the shields. And many fell wounded to the death, nor

could Asius, for all his fury, win his way into the walls. But

where, at another of the gates, Hector led the way, there appeared a

strange marvel in the skies, for an eagle was bearing in his claws a

great snake, which it had taken as a prey. But the snake fought

fiercely for its life, and writhed itself about, even till it bit the

eagle on the breast. Thereupon the eagle dropped it into the midst

of the host, and fled with a loud cry. Then Polydamas, the wise

counsellor, came near to Hector and said:--

A'-si-us.

"Now it will be well that we should not follow these Greeks to their

ships. For I take it that this marvel that we have seen is a sign to

us. For as this eagle had caught in his claws a snake, but held it

not, dropping it before he could bear it to his young, so shall it

fare with us. For we shall drive the Greeks to their ships, yet

shall not subdue them, but shall return in disorder by the way that

we came, leaving full many of our comrades behind us."

But Hector frowned, and answered: "Nay, but this is ill counsel,

Polydamas. Dost thou bid me forget the command of Zeus the

Thunderer, and take heed to birds, how they fly? Little care I

whether they go to the east or to the west, to the right or to the

left. Surely there is but one sign for a brave man, that he be

fighting for his fatherland. Therefore take thou heed; for if thou

holdest back from the war, or holdest back any other, lo! I will

smite thee with my spear."

Then he sprang forward, and the men of Troy followed him with a

shout. And Zeus sent down from Ida a great blast of wind, which bore

the dust of the plain straight to the ships, troubling the hearts of

the Greeks. Then the Trojans sought to drag down the battlements

from the wall, and to wrench up the posts which had been set to

strengthen it. Nor did the Greeks give way, but they joined shield

to shield, and fought for the wall. And foremost among them were

Ajax the Greater and Ajax the Less. Just as the snow falls in

mid-winter, when the winds are hushed, and the mountain-tops are

covered, and the plains and the dwellings of men and the very shores

of the sea, up to the waves' edge, so thickly fell the stones which

the Greeks showered from the wall against the men of Troy, and which

these again threw upon the Greeks. And still Hector and his men

availed not to break through the gate. But at the last Zeus stirred

up the heart of his own son, Sarpedon. Holding his shield before him

he went, and he shook in either hand a spear. As goes a lion, when

hunger presses him sore, against a stall of oxen or a sheepfold, and

cares not though he find men and dogs keeping watch against him, so

Sarpedon went against the wall.

And on the other hand the Greeks strengthened their ranks within the

wall, for the matter was of life or death. Long time they fought

with equal might, for neither could the Lycians break through the

wall of the Greeks and make a way to the ships, nor could the Greeks

drive back the Lycians from the wall. Even as two neighbours,

standing with measures in their hands, contend about some boundary,

so the Lycians and the Greeks contended for the battlements. And

many a man was wounded with the pitiless bronze, either smitten in

the back, where he was without defence, or smitten in front through

his shield; and all the battlements were bespattered with the blood

of men.

So it was till Zeus gave the glory to Hector. He leapt within the

wall, and cried to the men of Troy, "Now follow me, and break down

the wall, and burn the ships."

So he spake, and they heard his voice, and rushed together on the

wall. Now in front of the gate there lay a great stone, broad at the

base and sharp at the top. Scarce could two men of the strongest,

such as are men in these days, move it with levers on to a wagon; but

Hector lifted it easily, easily as a shepherd carries in one hand the

fleece of a sheep. Two folding doors there were in the gates, held

by bolts and a key, and at these he hurled the great stone, planting

his feet apart, that his aim might be the surer and stronger. With a

mighty crash it came against the gates. and the bolts held not

against it, and the hinges were broken, so that the folding doors

flew back. Then Hector leapt into the space, holding a spear in

either hand, and his eyes flashed as fire. And the men of Troy came

after him, some mounting the wall, and some pouring through the gates.

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