spilt in vain? In such base sentence if thou couch thy fear, Speak it in whispers, lest a Greek should hear. Lives there a man so dead to fame, who dares To think such meanness, or the thought declares? And comes it even from him whose sovereign sway The banded legions of all Greece obey? Is this a general's voice that calls to flight, While war hangs doubtful, while his soldiers fight? What more could Troy? What yet their fate denies Thou givest the foe: all Greece becomes their prize. No more the troops (our hoisted sails in view, Themselves abandon'd) shall the fight pursue; But thy ships flying, with despair shall see; And owe destruction to a prince like thee." "Thy just reproofs (Atrides calm replies) Like arrows pierce me, for thy words are wise. Unwilling as I am to lose the host, I force not Greece to quit this hateful coast; Glad I submit, whoe'er, or young, or old, Aught, more conducive to our weal, unfold." Tydides cut him short, and thus began: "Such counsel if you seek, behold the man Who boldly gives it, and what he shall say, Young though he be, disdain not to obey: A youth, who from the mighty Tydeus springs, May speak to councils and assembled kings. Hear then in me the great OEnides' son, Whose honoured dust (his race of glory run) Lies whelm'd in ruins of the Theban wall; Brave in his life, and glorious in his fall. With three bold sons was generous Prothous bless'd, Who Pleuron's walls and Calydon possess'd; Melas and Agrius, but (who far surpass'd The rest in courage) OEneus was the last. From him, my sire. From Calydon expell'd, He pass'd to Argos, and in exile dwell'd; The monarch's daughter there (so Jove ordain'd) He won, and flourish'd where Adrastus reign'd; There, rich in fortune's gifts, his acres till'd, Beheld his vines their liquid harvest yield, And numerous flocks that whiten'd all the field. Such Tydeus was, the foremost once in fame! Nor live