SO they carried the dead man out of the fighting With passionate effort towards the hollow ships. But the fight dragged at them angrily, like a fire That springs with a sudden leap on a human city And flares till the houses vanish in a great light When the hurricane's strength sets it roaring. So Unintermitting, a clatter of horses And of men with spears pressed on them as they moved. They were like mules strung to the pitch of effort, Who from a fell-side drag by a rocky track House-rafter or big ship's timber, though sweat and fatigue Wear down the courage in their tugging bodies. With such effort they carried the dead man, while Behind them the two Aiantes held the pressure As a wooded spur holds back a head of water, Sprawling across the lowland: even the dangerous Torrent waters of strong rivers it holds; Diverting instantly across the levels Every current, it stands in the swirl unbroken. So the Aiantes still held up the forward Surge of the Trojans pressing close -- in the van of them Anchises' son AEneas and glittering Hector. But the Greeks -- as a cloud of daws or starlings passes Screaming for life, the hawk once sighted, To lesser birds a messenger of murder, So before AEneas and Hector the young Men of Achaea rushed screaming for life, Forgetting battle-gaiety: round the trench Dropped from the runaway Danaans many a handsome Piece of gear -- and still no pause in the fighting. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ANSWER TO THE PARSON by WILLIAM BLAKE THE THANKSGIVING IN BOSTON HARBOR [JUNE 12, 1630] by HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH TO SHAKESPEARE by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE DIRGE OF RORY O'MORE; 1642 by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE TERNISSA, FR HELLENICS by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR PORTRAIT BY A NEIGHBOR by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM BY THE BABYLONIAN HORDES by ISAAC ROSENBERG |