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Queen Juno <strong>for</strong> my mother, and of being held in like honour with Minerva<br />

and Apollo, as I am that this day is big with the destruction of the<br />

Achaeans; and you shall fall among them if you dare abide my spear;<br />

it shall rend your fair body and bid you glut our hounds and birds<br />

of prey with your fat and your flesh, as you fall <strong>by</strong> the ships of<br />

the Achaeans."<br />

With these words he led the way and the others followed after with<br />

a cry that rent the air, while the host shouted behind them. <strong>The</strong> Argives<br />

on their part raised a shout likewise, nor did they <strong>for</strong>get their prowess,<br />

but stood firm against the onslaught of the Trojan chieftains, and<br />

the cry from both the hosts rose up to heaven and to the brightness<br />

of Jove's presence.<br />

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BOOK XIV<br />

Nestor was sitting over his wine, but the cry of battle did not escape<br />

him, and he said to the son of Aesculapius, "What, noble Machaon,<br />

is the meaning of all this? <strong>The</strong> shouts of men fighting <strong>by</strong> our ships<br />

grow stronger and stronger; stay here, there<strong>for</strong>e, and sit over your<br />

wine, while fair Hecamede heats you a bath and washes the clotted<br />

blood from off you. I will go at once to the look-­‐out station and<br />

see what it is all about."<br />

As he spoke he took up the shield of his son Thrasymedes that was<br />

lying in his tent, all gleaming with bronze, <strong>for</strong> Thrasymedes had taken

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