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She spake; nor blue-eyed Pallas not complied.850 Then Juno, Goddess dread, from Saturn sprung, Her coursers gold-caparison’d prepared Impatient. Hebe to the chariot roll’d The brazen wheels,[18] and joined them to the smooth Steel axle; twice four spokes divided each855 Shot from the centre to the verge. The verge Was gold by fellies of eternal brass Guarded, a dazzling show! The shining naves Were silver; silver cords and cords of gold The seat upbore; two crescents[19] blazed in front.860 The pole was argent all, to which she bound The golden yoke, and in their place disposed The breast-bands incorruptible of gold; But Juno to the yoke, herself, the steeds Led forth, on fire to reach the dreadful field.865

Meantime, Minerva, progeny of Jove, On the adamantine floor of his abode Let fall profuse her variegated robe, Labor of her own hands. She first put on The corselet of the cloud-assembler God,870 Then arm’d her for the field of wo complete. She charged her shoulder with the dreadful shield The shaggy Ægis,[20] border’d thick around With terror; there was Discord, Prowess there, There hot Pursuit, and there the feature grim875 Of Gorgon, dire Deformity, a sign Oft borne portentous on the arm of Jove. Her golden helm, whose concave had sufficed The legions of an hundred cities, rough With warlike ornament superb, she fix’d880 On her immortal head. Thus arm’d, she rose Into the flaming chariot, and her spear Seized ponderous, huge, with which the Goddess sprung From an Almighty father, levels ranks Of heroes, against whom her anger burns.885 Juno with lifted lash urged quick the steeds; At her approach, spontaneous roar’d the wide- Unfolding gates of heaven;[21] the heavenly gates Kept by the watchful Hours, to whom the charge Of the Olympian summit appertains,890 And of the boundless ether, back to roll, And to replace the cloudy barrier dense. Spurr’d through the portal flew the rapid steeds; Apart from all, and seated on the point Superior of the cloven mount, they found895 The Thunderer. Juno the white-arm’d her steeds There stay’d, and thus the Goddess, ere she pass’d, Question’d the son of Saturn, Jove supreme.

Jove, Father, seest thou, and art not incensed, These ravages of Mars? Oh what a field,900 Drench’d with what Grecian blood! All rashly spilt, And in despite of me. Venus, the while, Sits, and the Archer of the silver bow Delighted, and have urged, themselves, to this The frantic Mars within no bounds confined905 Of law or order. But, eternal sire! Shall I offend thee chasing far away Mars deeply smitten from the field of war?

He spake, nor white-arm’d Juno not obey’d. She lash’d her steeds; they readily their flight Began, the earth and starry vault between.915 Far as from his high tower the watchman kens O’er gloomy ocean, so far at one bound Advance the shrill-voiced coursers of the Gods. But when at Troy and at the confluent streams Of Simoïs and Scamander they arrived,920 There Juno, white-arm’d Goddess, from the yoke Her steeds releasing, them in gather’d shades Conceal’d opaque, while Simoïs caused to spring Ambrosia from his bank, whereon they browsed.

Swift as her pinions waft the dove away925 They sought the Grecians, ardent to begin: Arriving where the mightiest and the most Compass’d equestrian Diomede around, In aspect lion-like, or like wild boars Of matchless force, there white-arm’d Juno stood,930 And in the form of Stentor for his voice Of brass renown’d, audible as the roar Of fifty throats, the Grecians thus harangued.

Oh shame, shame, shame! Argives in form alone, Beautiful but dishonorable race!935 While yet divine Achilles ranged the field, No Trojan stepp’d from yon Dardanian gates Abroad; all trembled at his stormy spear; But now they venture forth, now at your ships Defy you, from their city far remote.940

She ceased, and all caught courage from the sound. But Athenæan Pallas eager sought The son of Tydeus; at his chariot side She found the Chief cooling his fiery wound Received from Pandarus; for him the sweat945 Beneath the broad band of his oval shield Exhausted, and his arm fail’d him fatigued; He therefore raised the band and wiped the blood Coagulate; when o’er his chariot yoke Her arm the Goddess threw, and thus began.950

Tydeus, in truth, begat a son himself Not much resembling. Tydeus was of size Diminutive, but had a warrior’s heart. When him I once commanded to abstain From furious fight (what time he enter’d Thebes955 Ambassador, and the Cadmeans found Feasting, himself the sole Achaian there) And bade him quietly partake the feast. He, fired with wonted ardor, challenged forth To proof of manhood the Cadmean youth,960 Whom easily, through my effectual aid, In contests of each kind he overcame. But thou, whom I encircle with my power, Guard vigilant, and even bid thee forth To combat with the Trojans, thou, thy limbs965 Feel’st wearied with the toils of war, or worse, Indulgest womanish and heartless fear. Henceforth thou art not worthy to be deem’d Son of Oenides, Tydeus famed in arms.

To whom thus valiant Diomede replied.970 I know thee well, oh Goddess sprung from Jove! And therefore willing shall, and plain, reply. Me neither weariness nor heartless fear Restrains, but thine injunctions which impress My memory, still, that I should fear to oppose975 The blessed Gods in fight, Venus except, Whom in the battle found thou badest me pierce With unrelenting spear; therefore myself Retiring hither, I have hither call’d The other Argives also, for I know980 That Mars, himself in arms, controls the war.

Him answer’d then the Goddess azure-eyed. Tydides! Diomede, my heart’s delight! Fear not this Mars,[22] nor fear thou other power Immortal, but be confident in me.985 Arise. Drive forth. Seek Mars; him only seek; Him hand to hand engage; this fiery Mars Respect not aught, base implement of wrong And mischief, shifting still from side to side. He promised Juno lately and myself990 That he would fight for Greece, yet now forgets His promise, and gives all his aid to Troy.

So saying, she backward by his hand withdrew The son of Capaneus, who to the ground Leap’d instant; she, impatient to his place995 Ascending, sat beside brave Diomede. Loud groan’d the beechen axle, under weight Unwonted, for it bore into the fight An awful Goddess, and the chief of men. Quick-seizing lash and reins Minerva drove1000 Direct at Mars. That moment he had slain Periphas, bravest of Ætolia’s sons, And huge of bulk; Ochesius was his sire. Him Mars the slaughterer had of life bereft Newly, and Pallas to elude his sight1005 The helmet fixed of Ades on her head.[23] Soon as gore-tainted Mars the approach perceived Of Diomede, he left the giant length Of Periphas extended where he died, And flew to cope with Tydeus’ valiant son.1010 Full nigh they came, when Mars on fire to slay The hero, foremost with his brazen lance Assail’d him, hurling o’er his horses’ heads. But Athenæan Pallas in her hand The flying weapon caught and turn’d it wide,1015 Baffling his aim. Then Diomede on him Rush’d furious in his turn, and Pallas plunged The bright spear deep into his cinctured waist Dire was the wound, and plucking back the spear She tore him. Bellow’d brazen-throated Mars1020 Loud as nine thousand warriors, or as ten Join’d in close combat. Grecians, Trojans shook Appall’d alike at the tremendous voice Of Mars insatiable with deeds of blood. Such as the dimness is when summer winds1025 Breathe hot, and sultry mist obscures the sky, Such brazen Mars to Diomede appear’d By clouds accompanied in his ascent Into the boundless ether.

Jove, Father! Seest thou these outrageous acts Unmoved with anger? Such are day by day1035 The dreadful mischiefs by the Gods contrived Against each other, for the sake of man. Thou art thyself the cause. Thou hast produced A foolish daughter petulant, addict To evil only and injurious deeds;1040 There is not in Olympus, save herself, Who feels not thy control; but she her will Gratifies ever, and reproof from thee Finds none, because, pernicious as she is, She is thy daughter. She hath now the mind1045 Of haughty Diomede with madness fill’d Against the immortal Gods; first Venus bled; Her hand he pierced impetuous, then assail’d, As if himself immortal, even me, But me my feet stole thence, or overwhelm’d1050 Beneath yon heaps of carcases impure, What had I not sustain’d? And if at last I lived, had halted crippled by the sword.

To whom with dark displeasure Jove replied. Base and side-shifting traitor! vex not me1055 Here sitting querulous; of all who dwell On the Olympian heights, thee most I hate Contentious, whose delight is war alone. Thou hast thy mother’s moods, the very spleen Of Juno, uncontrolable as she.1060 Whom even I, reprove her as I may, Scarce rule by mere commands; I therefore judge Thy sufferings a contrivance all her own. But soft. Thou art my son whom I begat. And Juno bare thee. I can not endure1065 That thou shouldst suffer long. Hadst thou been born Of other parents thus detestable, What Deity soe’er had brought thee forth, Thou shouldst have found long since a humbler sphere.

He ceased, and to the care his son consign’d1070 Of Pæon; he with drugs of lenient powers, Soon heal’d whom immortality secured From dissolution. As the juice from figs Express’d what fluid was in milk before Coagulates, stirr’d rapidly around,1075 So soon was Mars by Pæon skill restored. Him Hebe bathed, and with divine attire Graceful adorn’d; when at the side of Jove Again his glorious seat sublime he took.