Classic Poem

Fierce they drove on, impatient to destroy;
Troy charg'd the first, and Hector first of Troy.
As from some Mountain's craggy Forehead torn,
A Rock's round fragment flies, with Fury born,
(Which from the stubborn Stone a Torrent rends)
Precipitate the pond'rous Mass descends:
From Steep to Steep the rolling Ruin bounds;
At ev'ry Shock the crackling Wood resounds;
Still gath'ring Force, it smoaks; and, urg'd amain,
Whirls, leaps, and thunders down, impetuous to the Plain:
There stops--So Hector: Their whole Force he prov'd,
Resistless when he rag'd, and when he stop'd, unmov'd.