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were a god, and giving chase to those whom he would slay,
till the dark earth ran with blood. Or as one who yokes
broad-browed oxen that they may tread barley in a thresh-
ing-floor—and it is soon bruised small under the feet of the
lowing cattle—even so did the horses of Achilles trample
on the shields and bodies of the slain. The axle underneath
and the railing that ran round the car were bespattered
with clots of blood thrown up by the horses’ hoofs, and
from the tyres of the wheels; but the son of Peleus pressed
on to win still further glory, and his hands were bedrabbled
with gore.
1 The Iliad