Book III

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The Greeks, on the other hand, advanced in deep silence.

But silently the Greeks Went forward, breathing valor, mindful still To aid each other in the coming fray. As when the south wind shrouds a mountain-top In vapors that awake the shepherd's fear,-- A surer covert for the thief than night,-- And round him one can only see as far As one can hurl a stone,--such was the cloud Of dust that from the warriors' trampling feet Rose round their rapid march and filled the air.

BRYANT, _Iliad_,