the people."

But him swift-footed Achilles, answering, addressed:

"These things shall be as thou desirest, O Jove-nurtured Scamander. But
I will not cease slaughtering the treaty-breaking[678] Trojans, before
that I enclose them in the city, and make trial of Hector, face to face,
whether he shall slay me, or I him."

[Footnote 678: Although this meaning of [Greek: yperphialos] is
well suited to this passage, yet Buttmann, Lexil. p. 616, Sec. 6, is
against any such particular explanation of the word. See his
whole dissertation.]

Thus speaking, he rushed upon the Trojans like unto a god; and the
deep-eddying River then addressed Apollo:

"Alas! O god of the silver bow, child of Jove, thou hast not observed
the counsels of Jove, who very much enjoined thee to stand by and aid
the Trojans, till the late setting evening[679] sun should come, and
overshadow the fruitful earth."

[Footnote 679: [Greek: Deielos] has been shown by Buttmann to be
really the _afternoon_; but he observes, p. 223, that in the
present passage, "it is not the Attic [Greek: deile opsia], with
which it has been compared, but by the force of [Greek: dyon],
the actual sunset of evening. The [Greek: opse] is therefore,
strictly speaking, redundant, and appears to be used with
reference only to the time past, something in this way: 'Thou
shouldst assist the Trojans until the sun sinks late in the
west.'"]

He spoke, and spear-renowned Achilles leaped into the midst, rushing
down from the bank. But he (the River) rushed on, raging with a swoln
flood, and, turbid, excited all his waves. And it pushed along the
numerous corpses, which were in him[680] in abundance, whom Achilles had
slain. These he cast out, roaring like a bull, upon the shore; but the
living he preserved in his fair streams, concealing them among his
mighty deep gulfs. And terrible around Achilles stood the disturbed
wave, and the stream, falling upon his shield, oppressed him, nor could
he stand steady on his feet. But he seized with his hands a thriving,
large elm; and it, falling from its roots, dislodged the whole bank, and
interrupted the beautiful streams with its thick branches, and bridged
over the river itself,[681] falling completely in. Then leaping up from
the gulf, he hastened to fly over the plain on his rapid feet,
terrified. Nor yet did the mighty god desist, but rushed after him,
blackening on the surface, that he might make