Across the fascinating, if somewhat flamboyant, pictures of the Doloneia there shoots a meteor like Goethe's Sternschuppe:— Aus der Höhe schoss ich her Im Stern- und Feuerscheine, Liege nun im Grase quer: Wer hilft mir auf die Beine?Rhesos appears in shining armour—or rather, we are told that he appears, for we never see him or hear him. We learn only that on the very night of his entry into the Trojan ranks he is slain in his sleep without a blow. His entry has not been prepared, his exit is forgotten; there is no word of him before or after the tenth book of the Iliad.