Homer,
The Iliad of Homer
(1909)
“ The well-breathed beagle drives the flying fawn; In vain he tries the covert of the brakes, Or deep beneath the trembling thicket shakes: Sure of the vapour in the tainted dews, The certain hound his various maze pursues: Thus step by step, where'er the Trojan wheeled, There swift Achilles compassed round the field. ”
