A race determinedthat to death contend

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in mingled tempests fly.
As when sharp Boreas blows abroadand brings
The dreary winter on his frozen wings;
Beneath the low-hung clouds the sheets of snow
Descendand whiten all the fields below:
So fast the darts on either army pour
So down the rampires rolls the rocky shower:
Heavyand thickresound the batter'd shields
And the deaf echo rattles round the fields.
With shame repulsedwith grief and fury driven
The frantic Asius thus accuses Heaven:
In powers immortal who shall now believe?
Can those too flatterand can Jove deceive?
What man could doubt but Troy's victorious power
Should humble Greeceand this her fatal hour?
But like when wasps from hollow crannies drive
To guard the entrance of their common hive
Darkening the rockwhile with unwearied wings
They strike the assailantsand infix their stings;
A race determinedthat to death contend:
So fierce these Greeks their last retreats defend.
Translated by Pope212
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[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! shall two warriors only guard their gates
Repel an armyand defraud the fates?
These empty accents mingled with the wind
Nor moved great Jove's unalterable mind;
To godlike Hector and his matchless might
Was owed the glory of the destined fight.
Like deeds of arms throu