. Iliad and Odyssey. Done into English prose by Andrew Lang, Butcher, Walter Leaf, and Ernest Myers. dens, and the youths daggers of gold hanging from silverbaldrics. And now wrould they run round with deft feetexceeding lightly, as when a potter sitting by his wheel thatfitteth between his hands maketh trial of it whether it run :and now anon they would run in lines to meet each a great company stood round the lovely dance in joy; andthrough the midst of them, leading the measure, twTo tumblerswhirled. Also he set therein the great might of the River of Oceanaround the uttermos
. Iliad and Odyssey. Done into English prose by Andrew Lang, Butcher, Walter Leaf, and Ernest Myers. dens, and the youths daggers of gold hanging from silverbaldrics. And now wrould they run round with deft feetexceeding lightly, as when a potter sitting by his wheel thatfitteth between his hands maketh trial of it whether it run :and now anon they would run in lines to meet each a great company stood round the lovely dance in joy; andthrough the midst of them, leading the measure, twTo tumblerswhirled. Also he set therein the great might of the River of Oceanaround the uttermost rim of the cunningly-fashioned shield. Now when he had wrought the shield great and strong, thenwrought he him a corslet brighter than a flame of fire, and hewrought lnm a massive helmet to fit his brows, , and set thereon a crest of gold, and he wrought himgreaves of pliant tin. So when the renowned lame god had finished all the armour,he took and laid it before the mother of Achilles. Then shelike a falcon sprang down from snowy Olympus, bearing fromHephaistos the glittering book xix 243 BOOK XIX How Achilles and Agamemnon were reconciled before the assembly ofthe Achaians, and Achilles went forth with them to battle. Now Morning saffron-robed arose from the streams of Oceanto bring light to gods and men, and Thetis came to the ships,bearing his gift from the god. Her dear son she found fallenabout Patroklos and uttering loud lament; and round himmany of his company made moan. And the bright goddessstood beside him in their midst, and clasped her hand in hisand spake and called upon his name: My child, him wholieth here we must let be, for all our pain, for by the will ofgods from the beginning was he brought low. But thou takefrom Hephaistos arms of pride, arms passing goodly, such asno man on his shoulders yet hath borne. Thus spake the goddess and in front of Achilles laid thearms, and they rang all again in their glory. And awe fell onall the Myrm
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