"And now the heaven rolled round.

From ocean rushed The Night, and wrapt in shadow earth and air And Myrmidonian wiles.

In silence hushed, The Trojans through the city here and there, Outstretched in sleep, their weary limbs repair.
Meanwhile from neighbouring Tenedos once more, Beneath the tranquil moonbeam's friendly care, With ordered ships, along the deep sea-floor, Back came the Argive host, and sought the well-known shore.
XXXIV.

"Forth from the royal galley sprang the flame, When Sinon, screened by partial Fate, withdrew The bolts and barriers of the pinewood frame, And from its inmost caverns, bared to view, The fatal horse disgorged the Danaan crew.
With joy from out the hollow wood they bound; First, dire Ulysses, with his captains two, Thessander bold and Sthenelus renowned, Down by a pendent rope come sliding to the ground.
XXXV.

"Then Thoas comes; and Acamas, athirst For blood; and Neoptolemus, the heir Of mighty Peleus; and Machaon first; And Menelaus; and himself is there, Epeus, framer of the fatal snare.
Now, stealing forward, on the town they fall, Buried in wine and sleep, the guards o'erbear, And ope the gates; their comrades at the call Pour in and, joining bands, all muster by the wall.
XXXVI.