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36 lines
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title: "A Poem"
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date: 2018-02-01T12:35:11-05:00
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tags: ["classic","poem"]
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Now pleasing sleep had seal'd each mortal eye,
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Stretch'd in the tents the Grecian leaders lie:
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The immortals slumber'd on their thrones above;
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All, but the ever-wakeful eyes of Jove.(76)
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To honour Thetis' son he bends his care,
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And plunge the Greeks in all the woes of war:
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Then bids an empty phantom rise to sight,
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And thus commands the vision of the night.
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"Fly hence, deluding Dream! and light as air,(77)
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To Agamemnon's ample tent repair.
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Bid him in arms draw forth the embattled train,
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Lead all his Grecians to the dusty plain.
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Declare, e'en now 'tis given him to destroy
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The lofty towers of wide-extended Troy.
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For now no more the gods with fate contend,
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At Juno's suit the heavenly factions end.
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Destruction hangs o'er yon devoted wall,
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And nodding Ilion waits the impending fall."
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Swift as the word the vain illusion fled,
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Descends, and hovers o'er Atrides' head;
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Clothed in the figure of the Pylian sage,
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Renown'd for wisdom, and revered for age:
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Around his temples spreads his golden wing,
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And thus the flattering dream deceives the king.
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