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George Meredith - Clash In Arms Of The Achaians And Trojans
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[Iliad, B. XIV.  V. 394]

Not the sea-wave so bellows abroad when it bursts upon shingle,
Whipped from the sea`s deeps up by the terrible blast of the Northwind;
Nay, nor is ever the roar of the fierce fire`s rush so arousing,
Down along mountain-glades, when it surges to kindle a woodland;
Nay, nor so tonant thunders the stress of the gale in the oak-trees`
Foliage-tresses high, when it rages to raveing its utmost;
As rose then stupendous the Trojan`s cry and Achaians`,
Dread upshouting as one when together they clashed in the conflict.
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