Iliad

Zeus drew Hektor away from the darts and dust, with the carnage and din of battle; but the son of Atreus sped onwards, calling out lustily to the Danaans. They flew on by the tomb [ sêma ] of old Ilos, son of Dardanos , in the middle of the plain, and past the place of the wild fig-tree making always for the city - the son of Atreus still shouting, and with hands all bedrabbled in gore; but when they had reached the Scaean gates and the oak tree, there they halted and waited for the others to come up.

IliadBook 11, Line 163Samuel ButlerEnglishVerse permalinkRead in Book 11

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