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Thus fell two heroes; one the pride of Thrace,
Had some brave chief this martial scene beheld,
So fought each host with thirst of glory fird,
ARGU M E N T.
The Acts of Diomed.
DIOMED, assisted by Pallas, performs wonders in this
day's battle. Pandarus wounds him with an arrow, but the Goddess cures him, enables him to discern Gods from mortals, and prohibits him from contending with any of the former, excepting Venus. Æneas joins Pandarus to oppose him : Pandarus is killed, and Æneas in great danger, but for the assistance of Venus; who, as she is removing her fon from the fight, is wounded on the hand by Diomed. Apollo feconds her in his rescue, and at length carries off Æneas to Troy, where he is healed in the temple of Pergamus. Mars rallies the Trojans, and affifts Hector to make a stand. In the mean time Æneas is reitored to the field, and they overthrow several of the Greeks; among the rest Tlepolemus is Nain by Sarpedon. Juno and Minerva defcend to resist Mars; the latter incites Diomed to go against that God; he wounds him, and sends him groaning to heaven.
The first battle continues through this book. The scene is the same as in the former.
UT Pallas now Tydides' soul inspires,
Fills with her force, and warms with all her fires, Above the Greeks, his deathless fame to raise, And crown her hero with distinguish'd praise. High on his helm celestial lightnings play, His beamy shield emits a living ray; Th’unweary'd blaze incessant streams supplies, Like the red star that fires th' autumnal skies, When, fresh he rears his radiant orb. to fight, And, bath'd in Ocean, shoots a keener light, 10 Such glories Pallas on the chief bestow'd, Such, from his arms, the fierce effulgence flow'd: Onward the drives him, furious to engage, Where the fight burns, and where the thickest rage. The fons of Dares first the combat sought,
15 A wealthy priest, but rich without a fault; In Vulcan's fane the father's days were led, The sons to toils of glorious battle bred; These fingled from their troops the fight maintain, These from their steeds, Tydides on the plain. Fierce for renown the brother chiefs draw near, And first bold Phegus cast his founding spear,
Which o'er the warriour's shoulder took its course,
Struck with amaze and Maine, the Trojan crew 35
Stern power of war! by whom the mighty fall,
Her words allay'd th’impetuous warriour's heat, 45
Meantime, the Greeks the Trojan race pursue,