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Bui  lo,            escaped  from  the weapons  of the  Greeks,  wif.li  his
                          own  hands  drags  along  the  sac:red  vessels,  his  vanquished  gods,  and
                          his  little  grandson. and  comes  running  to  niv  door,   “ How stands the
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                          fortune of the  Stale,  Panihens?  What  stronghold  are  wc lo  seize?”
                             Scarce  had  I  spoken  the  words,  when,  with  a  groan,  he  answers :
                          41 Troy  has  reached  lier  final  day  nnd  her  inevitable  hour.   The
                          Trojans are  no  more.   Iiium  is  no  more.   Rclcairiess  Jove  has  trans­
                          ferred  all  power  to  Argos;  the  Greeks  lord  it in  the  city they have
                          fired,   The  horse,  erect  in  the  heart  of  the  town,  pours  forth  from  its
                          height  armed  men,  and  Si non,  now  a  conqueror,  insolent:/  flings  the
                          flames  abroad,   Some  are  crowding-  in  at  ike  double  gates,  all  the
                          thousands  that  ever  came  from  proud  Mycenrs ;  others  with  their
                          weapons  have  barred  the  narrower  streets;  the  sharp  sword  with
                          glittering  blade  is  drawn  and  fixed,  prepared  to  kill.   The  guards
                          at the  gates  hardly  attempt  a  contest! 11
                             By  such  words  and  by the  will  of  Heaven,  I  am  carried  into  the
                          flames and  the  firdil,  whiilier the fell furv of battle calls me.   Comrades
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                          join  me.   When  I  saw  that  they  formed  a  band,  and  were  bold
                          for  battle,  to incite  them  further  :  '• Warriors,”  I  began,  14 hearts  most
                          valiant,  you  see  what  is  the state  of  our  fortunes;  the  gods  by  whom
                          this  realm  stood last,  have  all  departed,  and  ief:  the  sanctuaries  and
                          shrines.   Ilasie  yc,  to succor  a city that is  set on  fire!   Let  us  rush
                          into the  thickest of the fight and,  if need be,  die!  "
                             Thereupon,  like  ravening  wolves,  v/C  make  our  way  through
                          weapons, through  foes,  and press  or.  to  the  centre  of  the  city.  Who
                          in  words  could  describe the  carnage  o.l  that  night?  An  ancient  city
                          is falling !   Helpless forms  in  vast  numbers  are  stretched on  all  sides,
                          throughout the streets,  the  houses,  and the hallowed  thresholds  of the
                          gods.    Nor  from  1 be  Troj.-.ms  on!y  is  exacted  the penally of blood.
                          Sometimes  tu  the  hearts  of the vanquished  also  valor  returns,  and  the
                          victorious  Greeks  fall.   Everywhere  is  cruel  woe;  everywhere  is panic
                          and  death  in  many  a  shape.
                             When the  night is  spent,  1  find with  as ton^sh merit that a vast number
                          have flock cd to join  me,  both  matrons  £uld  husbands;  a  band  of  men
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