The Rising of Achilles. from the Iliad

Straightway Achilles arose, the belov'd of Jove, round his shoulders / Brawny her AEgis spread, fair fring'd, his guardian Athena, / And his head with a cloud of golden hue and transparent / She has encircled about, whence darted fire resplendent.

As when fire from the town ascending clambers the ether / Out of the island afar, around which enemies gather -- / Fierce the defenders all day engage in desperate warfare, / Forth from the town advanc'd; but soon as the sun has descended / Flame with beacons the dense, huge turrets; upwards the blazes / Flaring, struggling ascend to be seen by friends and by neighbours, / If with assistance in war o'er the sea in ships they are coming -- / So from Achilles's head uptower'd the blazes to heaven; / Striding from out the wall, he stood o'er the trench, but he mingled / Not with the Greeks, for he heeded his mother's solemn injunction; / Standing, he shouted there, conjointly Pallas Athena / Scream'd, and trouble immense was caus'd thereby to the Trojans; / Like to the clamorous sound that's heard, when pealing the trumpet.