eptune, the earth-shaker, thus began to speak:

"O father Jove, is there any mortal on the boundless earth, who will any
more disclose his mind and counsel to the immortals? Dost thou not
perceive how the long-haired Greeks have built a wall before their
shipping, and have drawn a ditch all round, nor have they given splendid
hecatombs to the gods? The fame of this [work] will certainly be
wherever light is diffused: but they will forget that [wall] which I and
Phoebus Apollo, toiling, built round the city for the hero
Laomedon." [264]

Him, greatly enraged, the cloud-compelling Jove addressed:

"Ha! thou far-ruling earth-shaker, what hast thou said? Another of the
gods, who is much weaker than thou in hands and in might might have
dreaded this idea; but thy glory shall assuredly extend as far as light
is diffused. Howbeit, when the crest-waving Greeks shall have departed
with their ships into their dear fatherland, do thou, overthrowing this
wall, sink it all in the deep, and again cover the great shore with
sand. Thus may this mighty rampart of the Greeks be wholly effaced."

[Footnote 264: Grote, Hist. p. 78, well observes that the
"subsequent animosity of Neptune against Troy was greatly
determined by the sentiment of the injustice of Laomedon." On the
discrepancy between this passage and XXI. 442, see Mueller, Dor.
vol. i. p. 249]

Thus were they conversing on such matters among themselves. But the sun
had set, and the work of the Greeks was finished. They slaughtered oxen
through the tents, and took their repast. Many ships (which Euneues, son
of Jason, whom Hypsipyle bore to Jason, shepherd of the people, sent,)
arrived from Lemnos, bringing wine. The son of Jason gave of wine a
thousand measures, to be brought separately, as a gift to the sons of
Atreus, Agamemnon and Menelaus. Thence the long-haired Greeks
bought[265] wine, some for brass, some for shining iron, others for
hides, some for the oxen themselves, and some for slaves; and they
prepared an abundant feast. Through the whole night, indeed, the
long-haired Greeks feasted; and the Trojans too, and their allies,
through the city. And all night thundering fearfully, provident Jove was
devising evils for both parties; but pale fear seized them. And they
poured wine from their cups on the earth, nor did any one dare to drink
before he had made a libation to the supreme son of Saturn. They then
lay down, and enjoyed the boon of sleep.