Hector Poem by David McKee Wright
Hector
He strode across the schoolroom in July,
Great Hector, clanging in his brazen mail;
And all the cringing Greeks, with faces pale,
Creaked into jabbering Ks and turned to fly.
Achilles, safe because he could not die,
Cheated and won; and all the lines grew stale.
The life was gone from out the shabby tale;
And back in Homer's teeth we flung the lie.
We fought for Troy behind a mossy wall;
We burned the Grecian ships below a tree . . .
Ah, that great war was forty years ago !
Yet still I know that Hector did not fall;
For when the bell rang truce to friend and foe,
Achilles, lying Greek, was under me!
Great Hector! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Ah, that great war was forty years ago! Yet still I know that Hector did not fall; For when the bell rang truce to friend and foe, Achilles, lying Greek, was under me! ......much impressive. Beautiful poem.
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I would like to translate this poem
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We fought for Troy behind a mossy wall; We burned the Grecian ships below a tree... Ah, that great war was forty years ago! Interesting poem.. tony