Right opposite, illustrious Hector ranged His Trojans. Dark-haired Neptune and the son Of Priam now engaged in desperate strife, One on the side of Troy, and one for Greece. The sea swelled upward toward the Grecian tents And fleet, while both the armies flung themselves Against each other with a loud uproar. Not with such noise the ocean-billows lash The mainland, when the violent north wind Tumbles them shoreward; not with such a noise Roar the fierce flames within the mountain glen, When leaping upward to consume the trees; And not so loudly howls the hurricane Among the lofty branches of the oaks When in its greatest fury, as now rose The din of battle from the hosts that rushed Against each other with terrific cries.