Keep watch about the city in the towers Built by the gods; and let the feebler sex Kindle large fires upon their hearths at home; And let the guard be strengthened, lest the foe Should steal into the city while its sons Are all abroad. Thus let it be till morn, Brave Trojans! I but speak of what the time Requires, and on the morrow I shall speak Of what the Trojan knights have then to do. My prayer to Jove and to the other gods, And my hope is, that I may drive away These curs, brought hither by an evil fate In their black ships. All night will we keep watch, And, arming, with the early morn renew The desperate conflict at the hollow ships. Then shall I see if valiant Diomed Tydides has the power to make me leave The Grecian galleys for the city-walls, Or whether I shall slay him with my spear And take his bloody spoils. Tomorrow’s sun Will make his valor known, if he withstand The assault of this my weapon. Yet I think The sunrise will behold him slain among The first, with many comrades lying round.