Here poor Andromache While Priam's kingdom flourished and was fair, To greet her husband's parents would repair Alone, or carrying with tendance fain To Hector's father Hector's son and heir.
By this I reached the roof-top, whence in vain The luckless Teucrians hurled their unavailing rain.
LXII.

"Sheer o'er the highest roof-top to the sky, Skirting the parapet, a watch-tower rose, Whence camp and fleet and city met the eye.
Here plying levers, where the flooring shows Weak joists, we heave it over.

Down it goes With sudden crash upon the Danaan train, Dealing wide ruin.

But anon new foes Come swarming up, while ever and again Fast fall the showers of stones, and thick the javelins rain.
LXIII.

"Just on the threshold of the porch, behold Fierce Pyrrhus stands, in glittering brass bedight: As when a snake, that through the winter's cold Lay swoln and hidden in the ground from sight, Gorged with rank herbs, forth issues to the light, And sleek with shining youth and newly drest, Wreathing its slippery volumes, towers upright And, glorying, to the sunbeam rears its breast, And darts a three-forked tongue, and points a flaming crest.
LXIV.