THUS shouting onward these twain roused the Achaian battle . . . As on a winter's day the snowflakes thick and fast Whirl down, when Zeus the Counsellor in storm begins The revelation of these his arrows of the skies To mortal men; in the silence of sleep the winds Are stilled, and the unceasing fall of snow streams down Until the high mountain peaks, the outermost headlands Are hidden over, and the rich farmlands of men With the clovered fields; only the lapping wave shakes off This mantle strewn upon the harbours and the beaches Along the wide grey sea -- all else is shrouded over Lying beneath this heaviness of the storm of Zeus; So the stones hither and thither wing their crowded flight From Trojan and Achaian, hurling both, and smitten, Amid the tumult rising along the wall's whole length. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VOYAGE TO VINLAND: 3. GUDRIDA'S PROPHECY by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE THREE WARNINGS by HESTER LYNCH (SALUSBURY) PIOZZI FOR A DEAD LADY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ARBUTUS DAYS by JOHN BURROUGHS VOICES by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A CONTRAST, BETWEEN TWO EMINENT DIVINES by JOHN BYROM SNOW-CAPPED MOUNTAIN by HILDA CONKLING LOOKING ON, AND DISCOURSING WITH HIS MISTRESS by ABRAHAM COWLEY |