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amidst the foe: Rage edged his sword, and strengthen'd every blow. Once more bold Teucer, in his country's cause, At Hector's breast a chosen arrow draws: And had the weapon found the destined way, Thy fall, great Trojan! had renown'd that day. But Hector was not doom'd to perish then: The all-wise disposer of the fates of men (Imperial Jove) his present death withstands; Nor was such glory due to Teucer's hands. At its full stretch as the tough string he drew, Struck by

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arms around his head he throws, And deals in whistling air his empty blows. His match is sought, but, through the trembling band, No one dares answer to the proud demand. Presuming of his force, with sparkling eyes, Already he devours the promised prize. * * * * If none my matchless valour dares oppose, How long shall Dares wait his dastard foes?" Dryden's Virgil, v. 486, seq. 292 "The gauntlet-fight thus ended, from the shore His faithful friends unhappy Dares bore: His mouth and nostrils pour'd a purple flood, And pounded teeth came rushing with his blood." Dryden's Virgil, v. 623. 293 "Troilus is only once named in the Iliad; he was mentioned also in the Cypriad but his youth, beauty, and untimely end made him an object of great interest with the subsequent poets."--Grote, i, p. 399. 294 Milton has rivalled this passage describing the descent of Gabriel, "Paradise Lost," bk. v. 266, seq. "Down thither prone in flight He speeds, and through the vast ethereal sky Sails between worlds and worlds, with steady wing, Now on the polar winds, then with quick fan Winnows the buxom air. * * * * * * * * At once on th' eastern cliff of Paradise He lights, and to his proper shape returns A seraph wing'd. * * * * Like Maia's son he stood, And shook his plumes, that heavenly fragrance fill'd The circuit wide." Virgil, Ćn. iv. 350:-- "Hermes obeys; with golden pinions binds His flying feet, and mounts the western winds: And whether o'er the seas or earth he flies, With rapid force they bear him down the skies But first he grasps within his awful ha