s. This
being done, they made their meal, nor did any one lack his share. And when
the meal was ended, then they poured a little wine into the cups to serve
for libations to the Gods. After that they sat till sunset, singing a hymn
to the Archer God, and making merry; and he heard their voice and was
pleased.

When the sun went down, they slept beside the stern-cables; and when the
dawn appeared, then they embarked, raising the mast and spreading the
sail; and Apollo sent them a favoring wind, and the dark blue wave hissed
about the stem of the ship as she went: so they came to the camp of the
Greeks.

But all the time Achilles sat in wrath beside his ships; he went not to
the war, nor yet to the assembly, but sat fretting in his heart, because
he longed for the cry of the battle.

THE FIGHT BETWEEN PARIS AND MENELAUS

By Walter C. Perry

In obedience to the summons of their leaders, the great host of the
Achaians assembled on the plain of the flowing river Scamander,
innumerable as the leaves and flowers in the season of spring. And in the
midst of them stood the great ruler, Agamemnon: his head and eyes like
those of Loud-thundering Zeus; his waist like that of the Man-slaying
Mars; and with a breast like that of Neptune, the Ruler of the Sea. As the
mail-clad Argives marched on, and rushed across the plain, the earth
groaned beneath them.

Now AEgis-bearing Zeus sent his messenger, Iris, to the assembly of the
Trojans, with the voice of Polites, son of Priam, their sentinel at
Priam's gate, and spake thus to Hector: "This is no time for idle words,
for stern war is already upon you. But to thee, O Hector, do I especially
speak; and do thou obey my voice! As thou hast many allies, of diverse
nations and tongues, let each chief marshal and command his own people,
and lead them forth to war."

And the glorious Hector knew the voice of the messenger, and hastened to
obey. He straightway dissolved the assembly. The gates of Troy were then
thrown open, and the Trojan host rushed forth, with a mighty din. The
blameless Hector, with his glancing helmet, was foremost of all, and led
the bravest and strongest of the men; AEneas, son of the goddess Aphrodite,
or Venus, born amidst the peaks of Ida, led the Dardans; and of the other
leaders of the allies, the most famous were Sarpedon, son of Zeus, and
blameless Glaucus, who led the Lycians, from distant Lycia, by the
swift-eddying Xanthus.

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