TROY 371
Aegean has suffused the scene with the bright glow
of his imagination. And when the last stone of
Troy shall have crumbled into dust the unfading
pictures of the immortal epic will remain. With
Alpheus of Mytelene we can sing: —
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Still sad Andromache's low wail we hear;
Still see all Troy from her foundations fall:
The might of Ajax, lifeless Hector bound
And ruthless dragged beneath the city's wall —
This, through the muse of Homer, bard renowned,
Whose fame not one alone, but many shores revere.
Aegean has suffused the scene with the bright glow
of his imagination. And when the last stone of
Troy shall have crumbled into dust the unfading
pictures of the immortal epic will remain. With
Alpheus of Mytelene we can sing: —
Av5popd)(r)s en Bprjvov duovopev. eiaen Tpoirjp
fiepKUfieff €K {idOpuiV ttcktqv eptLTropeurjv
Ka\ podov AltivTftov, vivo tTTfCpdyT/ re 710X7709
cicStTov i£ Itnruiv "EKTOpa crvpopevov,
MaLovi8f{*> 6V1 Movaav. bv ou p.ia iraTp\s alohbv
KoopelTm. yalrjs S' dp(poT€pj]s KXtfiara.
Still sad Andromache's low wail we hear;
Still see all Troy from her foundations fall:
The might of Ajax, lifeless Hector bound
And ruthless dragged beneath the city's wall —
This, through the muse of Homer, bard renowned,
Whose fame not one alone, but many shores revere.