Ὡς οἱ μὲν Τρῶες φυλακὰς ἔχον: αὐτὰρ Ἀχαιοὺς
θεσπεσίη ἔχε φύζα. φόβου κρυόεντος ἑταίρη.
πένθεϊ δ' ἀτλήτῳ βεβολήατο πάντες ἄριστοι:
ὡς δ' ἄνεμοι δύο πόντον ὀρίνετον ἰ̈χθυόεντα
βορέης καὶ Ζέφυρος. τώ τε Θρῄκηθεν ἄητον
ἐλθόντ' ἐξαπίνης: ἄμυδις δέ τε κῦμα κελαινὸν:
κορθύεται: πολλὸν δὲ παρὲξ ἅλα φῦκος ἔχευεν.
ὡς ἐδαΐζετο θυμὸς ἐνι στήθεσσιν Ἀχαιῶν:
Thus kept the Trojans watch, but the Achaeans were holden of wondrous Panic, the handmaid of numbing fear and with grief intolerable were all the noblest stricken. Even as two winds stir up the teeming deep, the North Wind and the West Wind that blow from Thrace, coming suddenly, and forthwith the dark wave reareth itself in crests and casteth much tangle out along the sea; even so were the hearts of the Achaeans rent within their breasts.
