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[The turmoil subsides, the LEADER comes forward. LEADER. Great beacons in the Argive line P. 5, 1. 41, Great beacons in the Argive line.]- In the Iliad it is the Trojan watch-fires that are specially mentioned, especially VIII. 553-end. There is no great disturbance in the Greek camp in the Doloneia; there is a gathering of the principal chiefs, a visit to the Guards, and the despatch of the two spies, but no general tumult such as there is in Book II. One cannot hArgive line.]- In the Iliad it is the Trojan watch-fires that are specially mentioned, especially VIII. 553-end. There is no great disturbance in the Greek camp in the Doloneia; there is a gathering of the principal chiefs, a visit to the Guards, and the despatch of the two spies, but no general tumult such as there is in Book II. One cannot help wondering whether our playwright found in his version of the Doloneia a description of fires in the Greek camp, such as our Eighth Book has of those in the Trojan camp. The object might be merely protection against a night attack, or it might be a wish to fly, as Hector thinks. If so, presumably the Assembly changed its mind- much as it does in our Book II.-and determined to send spies. Have burned, my chief, through half the night. The shipyard timbers P. 5, 1. 43 ff., The shipyard
HECTOR (bitterly). Aye, when my spear hath fortune, when God sends His favour, I shall find abundant friends. I need them not; who never came of yore To help us, when we rolled to death before The war-swell, and the wind had ripped our sail. Then Rhesus taught us Trojans what avail His words are.-He comes early to the feast; Where was he when the hunters met the beast? Where, when we sank beneath the Argive spear? LEADER. Well may'st thou mock and blame thy friend. Yet here He comes with help for Troy. Accept him thou. HECTOR. We are enough, who have held the wall till now. LEADER. Master, dost think already that our foe Is ta'en? HECTOR. I do. To-morrow's light will show. LEADER. Have care. Fate often flings a backward cast. HECTOR. I hate the help that comes when need is past . . . Howbeit, once come, I bid him welcome here As guest-not war-f
ANOTHER. Nay, hearken! Again she is crying Where death-laden Simois falls, Of the face of dead Itys that stunned her, Of grief grown to music and wonder: Most changeful and old and undying The nightingale calls. ANOTHER. And on Ida the shepherds are waking Their flocks for the upland. I hear The skirl of a pipe very distant. ANOTHER. And sleep, it falls slow and insistent. 'Tis perilous sweet when the breaking Of dawn is so near. DIVERS GUARDS (talking). Why have we still no word nor sign Of that scout in the Argive line? ANOTHER. I know not; he is long delayed. ANOTHER. God send he trip not on the blade Of some Greek in an ambuscade! ANOTHER. It may be. I am half afraid. LEADER. Our time is past! Up, men, and tell The fifth watch. 'Tis the Lycians' spell Now, as the portions fairly fell.