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 which I cannot afford to aim, more than make up for his losses. After this confession, I frankly contrast his rendering of the two noblest passages with mine, that the reader may see, what Mr Arnold does not show, my weak and strong sides.

, Iliad 4, 422

As when the billow gathers fast With slow and sullen roar Beneath the keen northwestern blast Against the sounding shore: First far at sea it rears its crest, Then bursts upon the beach, Or with proud arch and swelling breast, Where headlands[A] outward reach, It smites their strength, and bellowing flings Its silver foam afar; So, stern and thick, the Danaan kings And soldiers marched to war. Each leader gave his men the word; Each warrior deep in silence heard. So mute they march'd, thou could'st not ken They were a mass of speaking men: And as they strode in martial might, Their flickering arms shot back the light. But as at even the folded sheep Of some rich master stand, Ten thousand thick their place they keep, And bide the milkman's hand, And more and more they bleat, the more They hear their lamblings cry; So, from the Trojan host, uproar And din rose loud and high.