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Achilles (Virginia, United States) (search for this): book 12, card 64
ded bee? (Achilles woondred much thereat.) This helmet which yee see Bedect with horses yellow manes, this sheeld that I doo beare, Defend mee not. For ornaments alonly I them weare. For this same cause armes Mars himself likewyse. I will disarme Myself, and yit unrazed will I passe without all harme. It is to sum effect, not borne to bee of Neryes race, So that a man be borne of him that with threeforked mace : Rules Nereus and his daughters too, and all the sea besyde. This sayd, he at Achilles sent a dart that should abyde Uppon his sheeld. It perced through the steele and through nyne fold Of Oxen hydes, and stayd uppon the tenth. Achilles bold Did wrest it out, and forcybly did throwe the same agayne. His bodye beeing hit ageine, unwounded did remayne, And cleere from any print of wound. The third went eeke in vayne. And yit did Cygnet to the same give full his naked brist. Achilles chafed like a Bull that in the open list With dreadfull homes dooth push ageinst the scarlet clo
Cygnet (Ohio, United States) (search for this): book 12, card 64
ekes could doo. The shore was red with blood. And now king Cygnet, Neptunes sonne, had killed where he stood A thousand Gree lawnce did slea whole bandes of men that day. And seeking Cygnet through the feeld or Hector, he did stray. At last with CyCygnet he did meete. For Hector had delay Untill the tenth yeare afterward. Then hasting foorth his horses With flaxen manes, did no print of hitting showe, Thou, Goddesse sonne (quoth Cygnet), for by fame we doo thee knowe. Why woondrest at mee for print of wound. The third went eeke in vayne. And yit did Cygnet to the same give full his naked brist. Achilles chafed like like successe. This sed, without delay He sent it toward Cygnet, and the weapon did not stray, Nor was not shunnom his Charyot downe, and like a madman stept To carelesse Cygnet with his swoord. He sawe his swoord did pare His Target an troubled him with buffetting, not respetting a whit. Then Cygnet gan to bee afrayd, and mistes beegan to flit Befo
Neptune (New Jersey, United States) (search for this): book 12, card 64
m on the pate, And bobd him well about the brewes a doozen tymes and more, And preacing on him as he still gave backe amaazd him sore, And troubled him with buffetting, not respetting a whit. Then Cygnet gan to bee afrayd, and mistes beegan to flit Before his eyes, and dimd his syght. And as he still did yeeld, In giving back, by chaunce he met a stone amid the feeld, Ageinst the which Achilles thrust him back with all his myght, And throwing him ageinst the ground, did cast him bolt upryght. Then bearing bostowsely with both his knees ageinst his chest, And leaning with his elbowes and his target on his brest, He shet his headpeece cloce and just, and underneathe his chin So hard it straynd, that way for breath was neyther out nor in, And closed up the vent of lyfe. And having gotten so The upper hand, he went about to spoyle his vanquisht fo. But nought he in his armour found. For Neptune had as tho Transformd him to the fowle whose name he bare but late ago.
Lycia (Turkey) (search for this): book 12, card 64
of the folke of Tewthranie I slew, That with theyr blood Caycus streame became of purple hew. And when the noble Telephus did of my Dart of steele The dowble force, of wounding and of healing also feele. Yea even the heapes of men slayne heere by mee, that on this strond Are lying still to looke uppon, doo give to understond That this same hand of myne both had and still hath strength. This sed, (As though he had distrusted all his dooings ere that sted,) He threw a Dart ageinst a man of Lycia land that hyght Menetes, through whose Curets and his brest he strake him quyght. And when he saw with dying limbes him sprawling on the ground, He stepped to him streyght, and pulld the Javeling from the wound, And sayd alowd: This is the hand, this is the selfsame dart With which my hand did strike even now Menetes to the hart. Ageinst my tother Copemate will I use the same: I pray To God it may have like successe. This sed, without delay He sent it toward Cygnet, and the weapon did not s
Mars (Pennsylvania, United States) (search for this): book 12, card 64
hich though it hit the mark at which it flew, Yit perst it not the skinne at all. Now when this blunted blowe Had hit on Cygnets brest, and did no print of hitting showe, Thou, Goddesse sonne (quoth Cygnet), for by fame we doo thee knowe. Why woondrest at mee for to see I can not wounded bee? (Achilles woondred much thereat.) This helmet which yee see Bedect with horses yellow manes, this sheeld that I doo beare, Defend mee not. For ornaments alonly I them weare. For this same cause armes Mars himself likewyse. I will disarme Myself, and yit unrazed will I passe without all harme. It is to sum effect, not borne to bee of Neryes race, So that a man be borne of him that with threeforked mace : Rules Nereus and his daughters too, and all the sea besyde. This sayd, he at Achilles sent a dart that should abyde Uppon his sheeld. It perced through the steele and through nyne fold Of Oxen hydes, and stayd uppon the tenth. Achilles bold Did wrest it out, and forcybly did throwe the same ag
Hector (Pennsylvania, United States) (search for this): book 12, card 64
eholdeth what is doone in heaven, on sea, and land, And what is wrought in all the world he layes to understand. He gave the Trojans warning that the Greekes with valeant men And shippes approched, that unwares they could not take them then. For Hector and the Trojan folk well armed were at hand To keepe the coast and bid them bace before they came aland. Protesilay by fatall doome was first that dyde in feeld Of Hectors speare: and after him great numbers mo were killd Of valeant men. That battell did the Greeks full deerly cost. And Hector with his Phrygian folk of blood no little lost, In trying what the Greekes could doo. The shore was red with blood. And now king Cygnet, Neptunes sonne, had killed where he stood A thousand Greekes. And now the stout Achilles causd to stay His Charyot: and his lawnce did slea whole bandes of men that day. And seeking Cygnet through the feeld or Hector, he did stray. At last with Cygnet he did meete. For Hector had delay Untill the tenth yeare
Hector (Ohio, United States) (search for this): book 12, card 64
d with blood. And now king Cygnet, Neptunes sonne, had killed where he stood A thousand Greekes. And now the stout Achilles causd to stay His Charyot: and his lawnce did slea whole bandes of men that day. And seeking Cygnet through the feeld or Hector, he did stray. At last with Cygnet he did meete. For Hector had delay Untill the tenth yeare afterward. Then hasting foorth his horses With flaxen manes, ageinst his fo his Chariot he enforces. And brandishing his shaking dart, he sayd: O nobleHector had delay Untill the tenth yeare afterward. Then hasting foorth his horses With flaxen manes, ageinst his fo his Chariot he enforces. And brandishing his shaking dart, he sayd: O noble wyght, A comfort let it bee to thee that such a valeant knyght As is Achilles killeth thee. In saying so he threw A myghty dart, which though it hit the mark at which it flew, Yit perst it not the skinne at all. Now when this blunted blowe Had hit on Cygnets brest, and did no print of hitting showe, Thou, Goddesse sonne (quoth Cygnet), for by fame we doo thee knowe. Why woondrest at mee for to see I can not wounded bee? (Achilles woondred much thereat.) This helmet which yee see Bedect with h