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Jove’s golden scales

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Jove’s golden scales
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The specific scales with which Jove balances the two armies’ fates of death.

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golden scales

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Jove’s golden scales remain physically in his hands on Ida immediately before he thunders from there.

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the sire of all balanced his golden scales, and put two fates of death within them, one for the Trojans and the other for the Achaeans. He took the balance by the middle, and when he lifted it up the day of the Achaeans sank; the death-fraught scale of the Achaeans settled down upon the ground, while that of the Trojans rose heavenwards. Then he thundered aloud from Ida

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Jove balances two fates of death in his golden scales; the Achaean scale sinks while the Trojan scale rises heavenward.

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balanced his golden scales, and put two fates of death within them, one for the Trojans and the other for the Achaeans. He took the balance by the middle, and when he lifted it up the day of the Achaeans sank; the death-fraught scale of the Achaeans settled down upon the ground, while that of the Trojans rose heavenwards
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Jove’s golden scales hold the two warriors’ dooms, and Hector’s sinks toward Hades.

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the father of all balanced his golden scales and placed a doom in each of them, one for Achilles and the other for Hector. As he held the scales by the middle, the doom of Hector fell down deep into the house of Hades

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the sire of all balanced his golden scales
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the father of all balanced his golden scales and placed a doom in each of them

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Book 8 · Passage 8

Now so long as the day waxed and it was still morning their weapons beat against one another, and the people fell, but when the sun had reached mid-heaven, the sire of all balanced his golden scales, and put two fates of death within them, one for the Trojans and the other for the Achaeans. He took the balance by the middle, and when he lifted it up the day of the Achaeans sank; the death-fraught scale of the Achaeans settled down upon the ground, while that of the Trojans rose heavenwards. Then he thundered aloud from Ida, and sent the glare of his lightning upon the Achaeans; when they saw this, pale fear fell upon them and they were sore afraid.