And now to Tydeus' son, Diomedes, Pallas Athene gave might and courage, that he should prove himself pre-eminent amid all the Argives, and win glorious renown. She kindled from his helm and shield flame unwearying, like to the star of harvesttime that shineth bright above all others when he hath bathed him in the stream of Ocean. Even such flame did she kindle from his head and shoulders; and she sent him into the midst where men thronged the thickest. Now there was amid the Trojans one Dares, a rich man and blameless, a priest of Hephaestus; and he had two sons, Phegeus and Idaeus, both well skilled in all manner of fighting. These twain separated themselves from the host and went forth against Diomedes, they in their car, while he charged on foot upon the ground. And when they were come near, as they advanced against each other, first Phegeus let fly his far-shadowing spear; and over the left shoulder of the son of Tydeus passed the point of the spear, and smote him not. Then Tydeus' son rushed on with the bronze, and not in vain did the shaft speed from his hand, but he smote his foe on the breast between the nipples, and thrust him from the car.
ἔνθʼ αὖ Τυδεΐδῃ Διομήδεϊ Παλλὰς Ἀθήνηδῶκε μένος καὶ θάρσος, ἵνʼ ἔκδηλος μετὰ πᾶσινἈργείοισι γένοιτο ἰδὲ κλέος ἐσθλὸν ἄροιτο·δαῖέ οἱ ἐκ κόρυθός τε καὶ ἀσπίδος ἀκάματον πῦρἀστέρʼ ὀπωρινῷ ἐναλίγκιον, ὅς τε μάλισταλαμπρὸν παμφαίνῃσι λελουμένος ὠκεανοῖο·τοῖόν οἱ πῦρ δαῖεν ἀπὸ κρατός τε καὶ ὤμων,ὦρσε δέ μιν κατὰ μέσσον ὅθι πλεῖστοι κλονέοντο.ἦν δέ τις ἐν Τρώεσσι Δάρης ἀφνειὸς ἀμύμωνἱρεὺς Ἡφαίστοιο· δύω δέ οἱ υἱέες ἤστηνΦηγεὺς Ἰδαῖός τε μάχης εὖ εἰδότε πάσης.τώ οἱ ἀποκρινθέντε ἐναντίω ὁρμηθήτην·τὼ μὲν ἀφʼ ἵπποιιν, ὃ δʼ ἀπὸ χθονὸς ὄρνυτο πεζός.οἳ δʼ ὅτε δὴ σχεδὸν ἦσαν ἐπʼ ἀλλήλοισιν ἰόντεςΦηγεύς ῥα πρότερος προΐει δολιχόσκιον ἔγχος·Τυδεΐδεω δʼ ὑπὲρ ὦμον ἀριστερὸν ἤλυθʼ ἀκωκὴἔγχεος, οὐδʼ ἔβαλʼ αὐτόν· ὃ δʼ ὕστερος ὄρνυτο χαλκῷΤυδεΐδης· τοῦ δʼ οὐχ ἅλιον βέλος ἔκφυγε χειρός,ἀλλʼ ἔβαλε στῆθος μεταμάζιον, ὦσε δʼ ἀφʼ ἵππων.
And Idaeus sprang back, and left the beauteous chariot, and had no heart to bestride his slain brother. Nay, nor would he himself have escaped black fate, had not Hephaestus guarded him, and saved him, enfolding him in darkness, that his aged priest might not be utterly fordone with grief.
Ἰδαῖος δʼ ἀπόρουσε λιπὼν περικαλλέα δίφρον,οὐδʼ ἔτλη περιβῆναι ἀδελφειοῦ κταμένοιο·οὐδὲ γὰρ οὐδέ κεν αὐτὸς ὑπέκφυγε κῆρα μέλαιναν,ἀλλʼ Ἥφαιστος ἔρυτο, σάωσε δὲ νυκτὶ καλύψας,ὡς δή οἱ μὴ πάγχυ γέρων ἀκαχήμενος εἴη.
Howbeit the horses did the son of great souled Tydeus drive forth and give to his comrades to bring to the hollow ships. But when the great-souled Trojans beheld the two sons of Dares, the one in flight and the other slain beside the car, the hearts of all were dismayed. And flashing-eyed Athene took furious Ares by the hand and spake to him, saying:Ares, Ares, thou bane of mortals, thou blood-stained stormer of walls, shall we not now leave the Trojans and Achaeans to fight, to whichsoever of the two it be that father Zeus shall vouchsafe glory? But for us twain, let us give place, and avoid the wrath of Zeus.
ἵππους δʼ ἐξελάσας μεγαθύμου Τυδέος υἱὸςδῶκεν ἑταίροισιν κατάγειν κοίλας ἐπὶ νῆας.Τρῶες δὲ μεγάθυμοι ἐπεὶ ἴδον υἷε Δάρητοςτὸν μὲν ἀλευάμενον, τὸν δὲ κτάμενον παρʼ ὄχεσφι,πᾶσιν ὀρίνθη θυμός· ἀτὰρ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνηχειρὸς ἑλοῦσʼ ἐπέεσσι προσηύδα θοῦρον Ἄρηα·Ἆρες Ἄρες βροτολοιγὲ μιαιφόνε τειχεσιπλῆταοὐκ ἂν δὴ Τρῶας μὲν ἐάσαιμεν καὶ Ἀχαιοὺςμάρνασθʼ, ὁπποτέροισι πατὴρ Ζεὺς κῦδος ὀρέξῃ,νῶϊ δὲ χαζώμεσθα, Διὸς δʼ ἀλεώμεθα μῆνιν;
So spake she, and led furious Ares forth from the battle. Then she made him to sit down on the sandy banks of Scamander, and the Trojans were turned in flight by the Danaans. Each one of the captains slew his man; first the king of men, Agamemnon, thrust from his car the leader of the Halizones, great Odius, for as he turned first of all to flee he fixed his spear in his back between the shoulders and drave it through his breast; and he fell with a thud, and upon him his armour clanged. And Idomeneus slew Phaestus, son of Borus the Maeonian, that had come from deep-soiled Tarne.
ὣς εἰποῦσα μάχης ἐξήγαγε θοῦρον Ἄρηα·τὸν μὲν ἔπειτα καθεῖσεν ἐπʼ ἠϊόεντι Σκαμάνδρῳ,Τρῶας δʼ ἔκλιναν Δαναοί· ἕλε δʼ ἄνδρα ἕκαστοςἡγεμόνων· πρῶτος δὲ ἄναξ ἀνδρῶν Ἀγαμέμνωνἀρχὸν Ἁλιζώνων Ὀδίον μέγαν ἔκβαλε δίφρου·πρώτῳ γὰρ στρεφθέντι μεταφρένῳ ἐν δόρυ πῆξενὤμων μεσσηγύς, διὰ δὲ στήθεσφιν ἔλασσε,δούπησεν δὲ πεσών, ἀράβησε δὲ τεύχεʼ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ.Ἰδομενεὺς δʼ ἄρα Φαῖστον ἐνήρατο Μῄονος υἱὸνΒώρου, ὃς ἐκ Τάρνης ἐριβώλακος εἰληλούθει.
Him even as he was mounting his chariot Idomeneus, famed for his spear, pierced with a thrust of his long spear through the right shoulder; and he fell from his car, and hateful darkness gat hold of him. Him then the squires of Idomeneus stripped of his armour; and Scamandrius, son of Strophius, cunning in the chase, did Atreus' son Menelaus slay with his sharp spear, even him the mighty hunter; for Artemis herself had taught him to smite all wild things that the mountain forest nurtureth. Yet in no wise did the archer Artemis avail him now, neither all that skill in archery wherein of old he excelled;
τὸν μὲν ἄρʼ Ἰδομενεὺς δουρικλυτὸς ἔγχεϊ μακρῷνύξʼ ἵππων ἐπιβησόμενον κατὰ δεξιὸν ὦμον·ἤριπε δʼ ἐξ ὀχέων, στυγερὸς δʼ ἄρα μιν σκότος εἷλε.τὸν μὲν ἄρʼ Ἰδομενῆος ἐσύλευον θεράποντες·υἱὸν δὲ Στροφίοιο Σκαμάνδριον αἵμονα θήρηςἈτρεΐδης Μενέλαος ἕλʼ ἔγχεϊ ὀξυόεντιἐσθλὸν θηρητῆρα· δίδαξε γὰρ Ἄρτεμις αὐτὴβάλλειν ἄγρια πάντα, τά τε τρέφει οὔρεσιν ὕλη·ἀλλʼ οὔ οἱ τότε γε χραῖσμʼ Ἄρτεμις ἰοχέαιρα,οὐδὲ ἑκηβολίαι ᾗσιν τὸ πρίν γε κέκαστο·
but the son of Atreus, Menelaus famed for his spear, smote him as he fled before him with a thrust of his spear in the back between the shoulders, and drave it through his breast. So he fell face foremost, and upon him his armour clanged. And Meriones slew Phereclus, son of Tecton, Harmon's son, whose hands were skilled to fashion all manner of curious work; for Pallas Athene loved him above all men. He it was that had also built for Alexander the shapely ships, source of ills, that were made the bane of all the Trojans and of his own self, seeing he knew not in any wise the oracles of the gods.
ἀλλά μιν Ἀτρεΐδης δουρικλειτὸς Μενέλαοςπρόσθεν ἕθεν φεύγοντα μετάφρενον οὔτασε δουρὶὤμων μεσσηγύς, διὰ δὲ στήθεσφιν ἔλασσεν,ἤριπε δὲ πρηνής, ἀράβησε δὲ τεύχεʼ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ.Μηριόνης δὲ Φέρεκλον ἐνήρατο, τέκτονος υἱὸνἉρμονίδεω, ὃς χερσὶν ἐπίστατο δαίδαλα πάντατεύχειν· ἔξοχα γάρ μιν ἐφίλατο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη·ὃς καὶ Ἀλεξάνδρῳ τεκτήνατο νῆας ἐΐσαςἀρχεκάκους, αἳ πᾶσι κακὸν Τρώεσσι γένοντοοἷ τʼ αὐτῷ, ἐπεὶ οὔ τι θεῶν ἐκ θέσφατα ᾔδη.
After him Meriones pursued, and when he had come up with him, smote him in the right buttock, and the spear-point passed clean through even to the bladder beneath the bone;, and he fell to his knees with a groan, and death enfolded him. And Pedaeus, Antenor's son, was slain of Meges; he was in truth a bastard, howbeit goodly Theano had reared him carefully even as her own children, to do pleasure to her husband. To him Phyleus' son, famed for his spear, drew nigh and smote him with a cast of his sharp spear on the sinew of the head; and straight through amid the teeth the bronze shore away the tongue at its base.
τὸν μὲν Μηριόνης ὅτε δὴ κατέμαρπτε διώκωνβεβλήκει γλουτὸν κατὰ δεξιόν· ἣ δὲ διαπρὸἀντικρὺ κατὰ κύστιν ὑπʼ ὀστέον ἤλυθʼ ἀκωκή·γνὺξ δʼ ἔριπʼ οἰμώξας, θάνατος δέ μιν ἀμφεκάλυψε.Πήδαιον δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπεφνε Μέγης Ἀντήνορος υἱὸνὅς ῥα νόθος μὲν ἔην, πύκα δʼ ἔτρεφε δῖα Θεανὼἶσα φίλοισι τέκεσσι χαριζομένη πόσεϊ ᾧ.τὸν μὲν Φυλεΐδης δουρὶ κλυτὸς ἐγγύθεν ἐλθὼνβεβλήκει κεφαλῆς κατὰ ἰνίον ὀξέϊ δουρί·ἀντικρὺ δʼ ἀνʼ ὀδόντας ὑπὸ γλῶσσαν τάμε χαλκός·
So he fell in the dust, and bit the cold bronze with his teeth. And Eurypylus, son of Euaemon, slew goodly Hypsenor, son of Dolopion high of heart, that was made priest of Scamander, and was honoured of the folk even as a god—upon him did Eurypylus, Euaemon's glorious son, rush with his sword as he fled before him, and in mid-course smite him upon the shoulder and lop off his heavy arm. So the arm all bloody fell to the ground; and down over his eyes came dark death and mighty fate. Thus toiled they in the mighty conflict;
ἤριπε δʼ ἐν κονίῃ, ψυχρὸν δʼ ἕλε χαλκὸν ὀδοῦσιν.Εὐρύπυλος δʼ Εὐαιμονίδης Ὑψήνορα δῖονυἱὸν ὑπερθύμου Δολοπίονος, ὅς ῥα Σκαμάνδρουἀρητὴρ ἐτέτυκτο, θεὸς δʼ ὣς τίετο δήμῳ,τὸν μὲν ἄρʼ Εὐρύπυλος, Εὐαίμονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός,πρόσθεν ἕθεν φεύγοντα μεταδρομάδην ἔλασʼ ὦμονφασγάνῳ ἀΐξας, ἀπὸ δʼ ἔξεσε χεῖρα βαρεῖαν·αἱματόεσσα δὲ χεὶρ πεδίῳ πέσε· τὸν δὲ κατʼ ὄσσεἔλλαβε πορφύρεος θάνατος καὶ μοῖρα κραταιή.ὣς οἳ μὲν πονέοντο κατὰ κρατερὴν ὑσμίνην·
but of Tydeus' son couldst thou not have told with which host of the twain he was joined, whether it was with the Trojans that he had fellowship or with the Achaeans. For he stormed across the plain like unto a winter torrent at the full, that with its swift flood sweeps away the embankments; this the close-fenced embankments hold not back, neither do the walls of the fruitful vineyards stay its sudden coming when the rain of Zeus driveth it on; and before it in multitudes the fair works of men fall in ruin. Even in such wise before Tydeus' son were the thick battalions of the Trojans driven in rout, nor might they abide him for all they were so many.
Τυδεΐδην δʼ οὐκ ἂν γνοίης ποτέροισι μετείηἠὲ μετὰ Τρώεσσιν ὁμιλέοι ἦ μετʼ Ἀχαιοῖς.θῦνε γὰρ ἂμ πεδίον ποταμῷ πλήθοντι ἐοικὼςχειμάρρῳ, ὅς τʼ ὦκα ῥέων ἐκέδασσε γεφύρας·τὸν δʼ οὔτʼ ἄρ τε γέφυραι ἐεργμέναι ἰσχανόωσιν,οὔτʼ ἄρα ἕρκεα ἴσχει ἀλωάων ἐριθηλέωνἐλθόντʼ ἐξαπίνης ὅτʼ ἐπιβρίσῃ Διὸς ὄμβρος·πολλὰ δʼ ὑπʼ αὐτοῦ ἔργα κατήριπε κάλʼ αἰζηῶν·ὣς ὑπὸ Τυδεΐδῃ πυκιναὶ κλονέοντο φάλαγγεςΤρώων, οὐδʼ ἄρα μιν μίμνον πολέες περ ἐόντες.
But when the glorious son of Lycaon was ware of him as he raged across the plain and drove the battalions in rout before him, forthwith he bent against the son of Tydeus his curved bow, and with sure aim smote him as he rushed onwards upon the right shoulder on the plate of his corselet; through this sped the bitter arrow and held straight on its way, and the corselet was spattered with blood. Over him then shouted aloud the glorious son of Lycaon:Rouse you, great-souled Trojans, ye goaders of horses. Smitten is the best man of the Achaeans, and I deem he will not for long endure the mighty shaft, if in very truth the king, the son of Zeus, sped me on my way when I set forth from Lycia.So spake he vauntingly; howbeit that other did the swift arrow not lay low, but he drew back, and took his stand before his horses and chariot, and spake to Sthenelus, son of Capaneus:Rouse thee, good son of Capaneus; get thee down from the car, that thou mayest draw forth from my shoulder the bitter arrow.So spake he, and Sthenelus leapt from his chariot to the ground, and stood beside him, and drew forth the swift arrow clean through his shoulder; and the blood spurted up through the pliant tunic. And thereat Diomedes, good at the war-cry, made prayer:
τὸν δʼ ὡς οὖν ἐνόησε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱὸςθύνοντʼ ἂμ πεδίον πρὸ ἕθεν κλονέοντα φάλαγγας,αἶψʼ ἐπὶ Τυδεΐδῃ ἐτιταίνετο καμπύλα τόξα,καὶ βάλʼ ἐπαΐσσοντα τυχὼν κατὰ δεξιὸν ὦμονθώρηκος γύαλον· διὰ δʼ ἔπτατο πικρὸς ὀϊστός,ἀντικρὺ δὲ διέσχε, παλάσσετο δʼ αἵματι θώρηξ.τῷ δʼ ἐπὶ μακρὸν ἄϋσε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός·ὄρνυσθε Τρῶες μεγάθυμοι κέντορες ἵππων·βέβληται γὰρ ἄριστος Ἀχαιῶν, οὐδέ ἕ φημιδήθʼ ἀνσχήσεσθαι κρατερὸν βέλος, εἰ ἐτεόν μεὦρσεν ἄναξ Διὸς υἱὸς ἀπορνύμενον Λυκίηθεν.ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος· τὸν δʼ οὐ βέλος ὠκὺ δάμασσεν,ἀλλʼ ἀναχωρήσας πρόσθʼ ἵπποιιν καὶ ὄχεσφινἔστη, καὶ Σθένελον προσέφη Καπανήϊον υἱόν·ὄρσο πέπον Καπανηϊάδη, καταβήσεο δίφρου,ὄφρά μοι ἐξ ὤμοιο ἐρύσσῃς πικρὸν ὀϊστόν.ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, Σθένελος δὲ καθʼ ἵππων ἆλτο χαμᾶζε,πὰρ δὲ στὰς βέλος ὠκὺ διαμπερὲς ἐξέρυσʼ ὤμου·αἷμα δʼ ἀνηκόντιζε διὰ στρεπτοῖο χιτῶνος.δὴ τότʼ ἔπειτʼ ἠρᾶτο βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Διομήδης·
Hear me, child of Zeus that beareth the aegis, unwearied one! If ever with kindly thought thou stoodest by my father's side amid the fury of battle, even so do thou now be likewise kind to me, Athene. Grant that I may slay this man, and that he come within the cast of my spear, that hath smitten me or ever I was ware of him, and boasteth over me, and declareth that not for long shall I behold the bright light of the sun.So spake he in prayer, and Pallas Athene heard him, and made his limbs light, his feet and his hands above; and she drew near to his side and spake to him winged words:Be of good courage now, Diomedes, to fight against the Trojans, for in thy breast have I put the might of thy father, the dauntless might, such as the horseman Tydeus, wielder of the shield, was wont to have. And the mist moreover have I taken from thine eyes that afore was upon them, to the end that thou mayest well discern both god and man. Wherefore now if any god come hither to make trial of thee, do not thou in any wise fight face to face with any other immortal gods, save only if Aphrodite, daughter of Zeus, shall enter the battle, her do thou smite with a thrust of the sharp bronze.When she had thus spoken, the goddess, flashing-eyed Athene, departed, and the son of Tydeus returned again and mingled with the foremost fighters; and though afore his heart had been eager to do battle with the Trojans, now verily did fury thrice so great lay hold upon him, even as upon a lion that a shepherd in the field, guarding his fleecy sheep, hath wounded as he leapt over the wall of the sheep-fold, but hath not vanquished; his might hath he roused, but thereafter maketh no more defence, but slinketh amid the farm buildings, and the flock all unprotected is driven in rout, and the sheep are strewn in heaps, each hard by each, but the lion in his fury leapeth forth from the high fold; even in such fury did mighty Diomedes mingle with the Trojans. Then slew he Astynous and Hypeiron, shepherd of the host; the one he smote above the nipple with a cast of his bronze-shod spear, and the other he struck with his great sword upon the collar-bone beside the shoulder, and shore off the shoulder from the neck and from the back. These then he let be, but went his way in pursuit of Abas and Polyidus, sons of the old man Eurydamas, the reader of dreams;
κλῦθί μευ αἰγιόχοιο Διὸς τέκος Ἀτρυτώνη,εἴ ποτέ μοι καὶ πατρὶ φίλα φρονέουσα παρέστηςδηΐῳ ἐν πολέμῳ, νῦν αὖτʼ ἐμὲ φῖλαι Ἀθήνη·δὸς δέ τέ μʼ ἄνδρα ἑλεῖν καὶ ἐς ὁρμὴν ἔγχεος ἐλθεῖνὅς μʼ ἔβαλε φθάμενος καὶ ἐπεύχεται, οὐδέ μέ φησιδηρὸν ἔτʼ ὄψεσθαι λαμπρὸν φάος ἠελίοιο.ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος· τοῦ δʼ ἔκλυε Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη,γυῖα δʼ ἔθηκεν ἐλαφρά, πόδας καὶ χεῖρας ὕπερθεν·ἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱσταμένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·θαρσῶν νῦν Διόμηδες ἐπὶ Τρώεσσι μάχεσθαι·ἐν γάρ τοι στήθεσσι μένος πατρώϊον ἧκαἄτρομον, οἷον ἔχεσκε σακέσπαλος ἱππότα Τυδεύς·ἀχλὺν δʼ αὖ τοι ἀπʼ ὀφθαλμῶν ἕλον ἣ πρὶν ἐπῆεν,ὄφρʼ εὖ γιγνώσκῃς ἠμὲν θεὸν ἠδὲ καὶ ἄνδρα.τὼ νῦν αἴ κε θεὸς πειρώμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἵκηταιμή τι σύ γʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖς ἀντικρὺ μάχεσθαιτοῖς ἄλλοις· ἀτὰρ εἴ κε Διὸς θυγάτηρ Ἀφροδίτηἔλθῃσʼ ἐς πόλεμον, τήν γʼ οὐτάμεν ὀξέϊ χαλκῷ.ἣ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἀπέβη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,Τυδεΐδης δʼ ἐξαῦτις ἰὼν προμάχοισιν ἐμίχθηκαὶ πρίν περ θυμῷ μεμαὼς Τρώεσσι μάχεσθαι·δὴ τότε μιν τρὶς τόσσον ἕλεν μένος ὥς τε λέονταὅν ῥά τε ποιμὴν ἀγρῷ ἐπʼ εἰροπόκοις ὀΐεσσιχραύσῃ μέν τʼ αὐλῆς ὑπεράλμενον οὐδὲ δαμάσσῃ·τοῦ μέν τε σθένος ὦρσεν, ἔπειτα δέ τʼ οὐ προσαμύνει,ἀλλὰ κατὰ σταθμοὺς δύεται, τὰ δʼ ἐρῆμα φοβεῖται·αἳ μέν τʼ ἀγχιστῖναι ἐπʼ ἀλλήλῃσι κέχυνται,αὐτὰρ ὃ ἐμμεμαὼς βαθέης ἐξάλλεται αὐλῆς·ὣς μεμαὼς Τρώεσσι μίγη κρατερὸς Διομήδης.ἔνθʼ ἕλεν Ἀστύνοον καὶ Ὑπείρονα ποιμένα λαῶν,τὸν μὲν ὑπὲρ μαζοῖο βαλὼν χαλκήρεϊ δουρί,τὸν δʼ ἕτερον ξίφεϊ μεγάλῳ κληῗδα παρʼ ὦμονπλῆξʼ, ἀπὸ δʼ αὐχένος ὦμον ἐέργαθεν ἠδʼ ἀπὸ νώτου.τοὺς μὲν ἔασʼ, ὃ δʼ Ἄβαντα μετῴχετο καὶ Πολύειδονυἱέας Εὐρυδάμαντος ὀνειροπόλοιο γέροντος·
howbeit they came not back for the old man to interpret dreams for them, but mighty Diomedes slew them. Then went he on after Xanthus and Thoön, sons twain of Phaenops, and both well beloved; and their father was fordone with grievous old age, and begat no other son to leave in charge of his possessions.
τοῖς οὐκ ἐρχομένοις ὃ γέρων ἐκρίνατʼ ὀνείρους,ἀλλά σφεας κρατερὸς Διομήδης ἐξενάριξε·βῆ δὲ μετὰ Ξάνθόν τε Θόωνά τε Φαίνοπος υἷεἄμφω τηλυγέτω· ὃ δὲ τείρετο γήραϊ λυγρῷ,υἱὸν δʼ οὐ τέκετʼ ἄλλον ἐπὶ κτεάτεσσι λιπέσθαι.
There Diomedes slew them, and bereft them of dear life, both the twain; but for the father he left lamentation and grievous sorrow, seeing they lived not for him to welcome them on their return; and the next of kin divided his goods. Then took he two sons of Priam, Dardanus' son, Echemmon and Chromius, the twain being in one car. Even as a lion leapeth among the kine and breaketh the neck of a heifer or a cow as they graze in a woodland pasture, so did Tydeus' son thrust both these in evil wise from their car, sorely against their will, and thereafter despoiled them of their armour;
ἔνθʼ ὅ γε τοὺς ἐνάριζε, φίλον δʼ ἐξαίνυτο θυμὸνἀμφοτέρω, πατέρι δὲ γόον καὶ κήδεα λυγρὰλεῖπʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐ ζώοντε μάχης ἐκνοστήσαντεδέξατο· χηρωσταὶ δὲ διὰ κτῆσιν δατέοντο.ἔνθʼ υἷας Πριάμοιο δύω λάβε Δαρδανίδαοεἰν ἑνὶ δίφρῳ ἐόντας Ἐχέμμονά τε Χρομίον τε.ὡς δὲ λέων ἐν βουσὶ θορὼν ἐξ αὐχένα ἄξῃπόρτιος ἠὲ βοὸς ξύλοχον κάτα βοσκομενάων,ὣς τοὺς ἀμφοτέρους ἐξ ἵππων Τυδέος υἱὸςβῆσε κακῶς ἀέκοντας, ἔπειτα δὲ τεύχεʼ ἐσύλα·
and the horses he gave to his comrades to drive to the ships. But Aeneas was ware of him as he made havoc of the ranks of warriors, and went his way along the battle amid the hurtling of the spears in quest of godlike Pandarus, if so be he might anywhere find him. He found the son of Lycaon, goodly and valiant, and took his stand before his face, and spake to him, saying:Pandarus, where now are thy bow and thy winged arrows, and thy fame? Therein may no man of this land vie with thee, nor any in Lycia declare himself to be better than thou. Come now, lift up thy hands in prayer to Zeus, and let fly a shaft at this man, whoe'er he be that prevaileth thus, and hath verily wrought the Trojans much mischief, seeing he hath loosed the knees of many men and goodly; if indeed he be not some god that is wroth with the Trojans, angered by reason of sacrifices; with grievous weight doth the wrath of god rest upon men.To him then spake the glorious son of Lycaon:
ἵππους δʼ οἷς ἑτάροισι δίδου μετὰ νῆας ἐλαύνειν.τὸν δʼ ἴδεν Αἰνείας ἀλαπάζοντα στίχας ἀνδρῶν,βῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἄν τε μάχην καὶ ἀνὰ κλόνον ἐγχειάωνΠάνδαρον ἀντίθεον διζήμενος εἴ που ἐφεύροι·εὗρε Λυκάονος υἱὸν ἀμύμονά τε κρατερόν τε,στῆ δὲ πρόσθʼ αὐτοῖο ἔπος τέ μιν ἀντίον ηὔδα·Πάνδαρε ποῦ τοι τόξον ἰδὲ πτερόεντες ὀϊστοὶκαὶ κλέος; ᾧ οὔ τίς τοι ἐρίζεται ἐνθάδε γʼ ἀνήρ,οὐδέ τις ἐν Λυκίῃ σέο γʼ εὔχεται εἶναι ἀμείνων.ἀλλʼ ἄγε τῷδʼ ἔφες ἀνδρὶ βέλος Διὶ χεῖρας ἀνασχὼνὅς τις ὅδε κρατέει καὶ δὴ κακὰ πολλὰ ἔοργεΤρῶας, ἐπεὶ πολλῶν τε καὶ ἐσθλῶν γούνατʼ ἔλυσεν·εἰ μή τις θεός ἐστι κοτεσσάμενος Τρώεσσινἱρῶν μηνίσας· χαλεπὴ δὲ θεοῦ ἔπι μῆνις.τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός·
Aeneas, counsellor of the brazen-coated Trojans, to the wise-hearted son of Tydeus do I liken him in all things, knowing him by his shield and his crested helm, and when I look on his horses; yet I know not surely if he be not a god. But if he be the man I deem him, even the wise-hearted son of Tydeus, not without the aid of some god doth he thus rage, but one of the immortals standeth hard by him, his shoulders wrapped in cloud, and turned aside from him my swift shaft even as it lighted. For already have I let fly a shaft at him, and I smote him upon the right shoulder clean through the plate of his corselet;
Αἰνεία Τρώων βουληφόρε χαλκοχιτώνωνΤυδεΐδῃ μιν ἔγωγε δαΐφρονι πάντα ἐΐσκω,ἀσπίδι γιγνώσκων αὐλώπιδί τε τρυφαλείῃ,ἵππους τʼ εἰσορόων· σάφα δʼ οὐκ οἶδʼ εἰ θεός ἐστιν.εἰ δʼ ὅ γʼ ἀνὴρ ὅν φημι δαΐφρων Τυδέος υἱὸςοὐχ ὅ γʼ ἄνευθε θεοῦ τάδε μαίνεται, ἀλλά τις ἄγχιἕστηκʼ ἀθανάτων νεφέλῃ εἰλυμένος ὤμους,ὃς τούτου βέλος ὠκὺ κιχήμενον ἔτραπεν ἄλλῃ.ἤδη γάρ οἱ ἐφῆκα βέλος, καί μιν βάλον ὦμονδεξιὸν ἀντικρὺ διὰ θώρηκος γυάλοιο·
and I deemed that I should send him forth to Aïdoneus, yet I subdued him not; verily he is some wrathful god. And horses have I not at hand, neither car whereon I might mount—yet in Lycaon's halls, I ween, there be eleven fair chariots, new-wrought, new-furnished, with cloths spread over them; and by each standeth its yoke of horses feeding on white barley and spelt. Aye, and as I set out hither the old spearman Lycaon straitly charged me in our well-built house: he bade me be mounted on horse and car, and so lead the Trojans in mighty conflicts.Howbeit I hearkened not— verily it had been better far!—but spared the horses lest in the multitude of men they should lack fodder, they that were wont to eat their fill. So I left them, and am come on foot to Ilios, trusting in my bow; but this, meseems, was to avail me not. Already have I let fly a shaft at two chieftains, the son of Tydeus and Atreus' son, and smitten them fairly, and from them both of a surety I drew forth blood, yet did I but arouse them the more. Wherefore with ill hap was it that I took from the peg my curved bow on that day when I led my Trojans to lovely Ilios to do pleasure to Hector. But if so be I shall return and behold with mine eyes my native land and my wife and great, high-roofed palace, then may some alien forthwith cut my head from me, if I break not this bow with my hands and cast it into the blazing fire; for worthless as wind doth it attend me.To him then spake in answer Aeneas, leader of the Trojans:Nay, speak not thus; things shall in no wise be any better before that we twain with horses and chariot go to face this man and make trial of him in arms. Nay, come, mount upon my car, that thou mayest see of what sort are the horses of Tros, well skilled to course fleetly hither and thither over the plain whether in pursuit or in flight. They twain will bring the two of us safely to the city, if again Zeus shall vouchsafe glory to Tydeus' son Diomedes. Come, therefore, take thou now the lash and the shining reins, and I will dismount to fight; or else do thou await his onset, and I will look to the horses.Then made answer to him the glorious son of Lycaon:
καί μιν ἔγωγʼ ἐφάμην Ἀϊδωνῆϊ προϊάψειν,ἔμπης δʼ οὐκ ἐδάμασσα· θεός νύ τίς ἐστι κοτήεις.ἵπποι δʼ οὐ παρέασι καὶ ἅρματα τῶν κʼ ἐπιβαίην·ἀλλά που ἐν μεγάροισι Λυκάονος ἕνδεκα δίφροικαλοὶ πρωτοπαγεῖς νεοτευχέες· ἀμφὶ δὲ πέπλοιπέπτανται· παρὰ δέ σφιν ἑκάστῳ δίζυγες ἵπποιἑστᾶσι κρῖ λευκὸν ἐρεπτόμενοι καὶ ὀλύρας.ἦ μέν μοι μάλα πολλὰ γέρων αἰχμητὰ Λυκάωνἐρχομένῳ ἐπέτελλε δόμοις ἔνι ποιητοῖσιν·ἵπποισίν μʼ ἐκέλευε καὶ ἅρμασιν ἐμβεβαῶταἀρχεύειν Τρώεσσι κατὰ κρατερὰς ὑσμίνας·ἀλλʼ ἐγὼ οὐ πιθόμην· ἦ τʼ ἂν πολὺ κέρδιον ἦεν·ἵππων φειδόμενος, μή μοι δευοίατο φορβῆςἀνδρῶν εἰλομένων εἰωθότες ἔδμεναι ἄδην.ὣς λίπον, αὐτὰρ πεζὸς ἐς Ἴλιον εἰλήλουθατόξοισιν πίσυνος· τὰ δέ μʼ οὐκ ἄρʼ ἔμελλον ὀνήσειν.ἤδη γὰρ δοιοῖσιν ἀριστήεσσιν ἐφῆκαΤυδεΐδῃ τε καὶ Ἀτρεΐδῃ, ἐκ δʼ ἀμφοτέροιινἀτρεκὲς αἷμʼ ἔσσευα βαλών, ἤγειρα δὲ μᾶλλον.τώ ῥα κακῇ αἴσῃ ἀπὸ πασσάλου ἀγκύλα τόξαἤματι τῷ ἑλόμην ὅτε Ἴλιον εἰς ἐρατεινὴνἡγεόμην Τρώεσσι φέρων χάριν Ἕκτορι δίῳ.εἰ δέ κε νοστήσω καὶ ἐσόψομαι ὀφθαλμοῖσιπατρίδʼ ἐμὴν ἄλοχόν τε καὶ ὑψερεφὲς μέγα δῶμα,αὐτίκʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀπʼ ἐμεῖο κάρη τάμοι ἀλλότριος φὼςεἰ μὴ ἐγὼ τάδε τόξα φαεινῷ ἐν πυρὶ θείηνχερσὶ διακλάσσας· ἀνεμώλια γάρ μοι ὀπηδεῖ.τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Αἰνείας Τρώων ἀγὸς ἀντίον ηὔδα·μὴ δʼ οὕτως ἀγόρευε· πάρος δʼ οὐκ ἔσσεται ἄλλως,πρίν γʼ ἐπὶ νὼ τῷδʼ ἀνδρὶ σὺν ἵπποισιν καὶ ὄχεσφινἀντιβίην ἐλθόντε σὺν ἔντεσι πειρηθῆναι.ἀλλʼ ἄγʼ ἐμῶν ὀχέων ἐπιβήσεο, ὄφρα ἴδηαιοἷοι Τρώϊοι ἵπποι ἐπιστάμενοι πεδίοιοκραιπνὰ μάλʼ ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα διωκέμεν ἠδὲ φέβεσθαι·τὼ καὶ νῶϊ πόλιν δὲ σαώσετον, εἴ περ ἂν αὖτεΖεὺς ἐπὶ Τυδεΐδῃ Διομήδεϊ κῦδος ὀρέξῃ.ἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν μάστιγα καὶ ἡνία σιγαλόενταδέξαι, ἐγὼ δʼ ἵππων ἀποβήσομαι ὄφρα μάχωμαι·ἠὲ σὺ τόνδε δέδεξο, μελήσουσιν δʼ ἐμοὶ ἵπποι.τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός·
Aeneas, keep thou the reins thyself, and drive thine own horses; better will they draw the curved car under their wonted charioteer, if so be we must flee from the son of Tydeus. I would not that they take fright and run wild, and for want of thy voice be not minded to bear us forth from the battle, and so the son of great-souled Tydeus leap upon us and slay the two of us, and drive off the single-hooved horses. Nay, drive thou thyself thine own car and thine own horses, and I will abide this man's onset with my sharp spear.So saying they mounted upon the inlaid car and eagerly drave the swift horses against the son of Tydeus. And Sthenelus, the glorious son of Capaneus, saw them and straightway spake to Tydeus' son winged words:Diomedes, son of Tydeus, dear to my heart, I behold two valiant warriors eager to fight against thee, endued with measureless strength. The one is well skilled with the bow, even Pandarus, and moreover avoweth him to be the son of Lycaon; while Aeneas avoweth himself to be born of peerless Anchises, and his mother is Aphrodite. Nay, come, let us give ground on the car, neither rage thou thus, I pray thee, amid the foremost fighters, lest thou haply lose thy life.Then with an angry glance from beneath his brows mighty Diomedes spake to him:Talk not thou to me of flight, for I deem thou wilt not persuade me. Not in my blood is it to fight a skulking fight or to cower down; still is my strength steadfast.
Αἰνεία σὺ μὲν αὐτὸς ἔχʼ ἡνία καὶ τεὼ ἵππω·μᾶλλον ὑφʼ ἡνιόχῳ εἰωθότι καμπύλον ἅρμαοἴσετον, εἴ περ ἂν αὖτε φεβώμεθα Τυδέος υἱόν·μὴ τὼ μὲν δείσαντε ματήσετον, οὐδʼ ἐθέλητονἐκφερέμεν πολέμοιο τεὸν φθόγγον ποθέοντε,νῶϊ δʼ ἐπαΐξας μεγαθύμου Τυδέος υἱὸςαὐτώ τε κτείνῃ καὶ ἐλάσσῃ μώνυχας ἵππους.ἀλλὰ σύ γʼ αὐτὸς ἔλαυνε τέʼ ἅρματα καὶ τεὼ ἵππω,τὸν δὲ δʼ ἐγὼν ἐπιόντα δεδέξομαι ὀξέϊ δουρί.ὣς ἄρα φωνήσαντες ἐς ἅρματα ποικίλα βάντεςἐμμεμαῶτʼ ἐπὶ Τυδεΐδῃ ἔχον ὠκέας ἵππους.τοὺς δὲ ἴδε Σθένελος Καπανήϊος ἀγλαὸς υἱός,αἶψα δὲ Τυδεΐδην ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·Τυδεΐδη Διόμηδες ἐμῷ κεχαρισμένε θυμῷ,ἄνδρʼ ὁρόω κρατερὼ ἐπὶ σοὶ μεμαῶτε μάχεσθαιἶνʼ ἀπέλεθρον ἔχοντας· ὃ μὲν τόξων ἐῢ εἰδὼςΠάνδαρος, υἱὸς δʼ αὖτε Λυκάονος εὔχεται εἶναι·Αἰνείας δʼ υἱὸς μὲν ἀμύμονος Ἀγχίσαοεὔχεται ἐκγεγάμεν, μήτηρ δέ οἵ ἐστʼ Ἀφροδίτη.ἀλλʼ ἄγε δὴ χαζώμεθʼ ἐφʼ ἵππων, μηδέ μοι οὕτωθῦνε διὰ προμάχων, μή πως φίλον ἦτορ ὀλέσσῃς.τὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη κρατερὸς Διομήδης·μή τι φόβον δʼ ἀγόρευʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐδὲ σὲ πεισέμεν οἴω.οὐ γάρ μοι γενναῖον ἀλυσκάζοντι μάχεσθαιοὐδὲ καταπτώσσειν· ἔτι μοι μένος ἔμπεδόν ἐστιν·
And I have no mind to mount upon a car, but even as I am will I go to face them; that I should quail Pallas Athene suffereth not. As for these twain, their swift horses shall not bear both back from us again, even if one or the other escape. And another thing will I tell thee, and do thou lay it to heart.
ὀκνείω δʼ ἵππων ἐπιβαινέμεν, ἀλλὰ καὶ αὔτωςἀντίον εἶμʼ αὐτῶν· τρεῖν μʼ οὐκ ἐᾷ Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη.τούτω δʼ οὐ πάλιν αὖτις ἀποίσετον ὠκέες ἵπποιἄμφω ἀφʼ ἡμείων, εἴ γʼ οὖν ἕτερός γε φύγῃσιν.ἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·
If so be Athene, rich in counsel, shall vouchsafe me this glory, to slay them both, then do thou hold here these swift horses, binding the reins taut to the chariot rim; but be mindful to rush upon the horses of Aeneas and drive them forth from the Trojans to the host of the well-greaved Achaeans.
αἴ κέν μοι πολύβουλος Ἀθήνη κῦδος ὀρέξῃἀμφοτέρω κτεῖναι, σὺ δὲ τούσδε μὲν ὠκέας ἵππουςαὐτοῦ ἐρυκακέειν ἐξ ἄντυγος ἡνία τείνας,Αἰνείαο δʼ ἐπαΐξαι μεμνημένος ἵππων,ἐκ δʼ ἐλάσαι Τρώων μετʼ ἐϋκνήμιδας Ἀχαιούς.
For they are of that stock wherefrom Zeus, whose voice is borne afar, gave to Tros recompense for his son Ganymedes, for that they were the best of all horses that are beneath the dawn and the sun. Of this stock the king of men Anchises stole a breed, putting his mares to them while Laomedon knew naught thereof.
τῆς γάρ τοι γενεῆς ἧς Τρωΐ περ εὐρύοπα Ζεὺςδῶχʼ υἷος ποινὴν Γανυμήδεος, οὕνεκʼ ἄριστοιἵππων ὅσσοι ἔασιν ὑπʼ ἠῶ τʼ ἠέλιόν τε,τῆς γενεῆς ἔκλεψεν ἄναξ ἀνδρῶν Ἀγχίσηςλάθρῃ Λαομέδοντος ὑποσχὼν θήλεας ἵππους·
And from these a stock of six was born him in his palace; four he kept himself and reared at the stall, and the other two he gave to Aeneas, devisers of rout. Could we but take these twain, we should win us goodly renown.Thus they spake on this wise one to the other, and forthwith drew near those other twain, driving the swift horses. And Lycaon's glorious son spake first to him, saying:Thou son of lordly Tydeus, stalwart and wise of heart, verily my swift shaft subdued thee not, the bitter arrow; now will I again make trial of thee with my spear, if so be I may hit thee.
τῶν οἱ ἓξ ἐγένοντο ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γενέθλη.τοὺς μὲν τέσσαρας αὐτὸς ἔχων ἀτίταλλʼ ἐπὶ φάτνῃ,τὼ δὲ δύʼ Αἰνείᾳ δῶκεν μήστωρε φόβοιο.εἰ τούτω κε λάβοιμεν, ἀροίμεθά κε κλέος ἐσθλόν.ὣς οἳ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,τὼ δὲ τάχʼ ἐγγύθεν ἦλθον ἐλαύνοντʼ ὠκέας ἵππους.τὸν πρότερος προσέειπε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός·καρτερόθυμε δαΐφρον ἀγαυοῦ Τυδέος υἱὲἦ μάλα σʼ οὐ βέλος ὠκὺ δαμάσσατο πικρὸς ὀϊστός·νῦν αὖτʼ ἐγχείῃ πειρήσομαι αἴ κε τύχωμι.
So saying, he poised and hurled his far-shadowing spear, and smote upon the shield of Tydeus' son; and straight therethrough sped the point of bronze and reached the corselet. Then over him shouted aloud the glorious son of Lycaon:Thou art smitten clean through the belly, and not for long, methinks, shalt thou endure; but to me hast thou granted great glory.Then with no touch of fear spake to him mighty Diomedes:Thou hast missed and not hit; but ye twain, I deem, shall not cease till one or the other of you shall have fallen and glutted with his blood Ares, the warrior with tough shield of hide.
ἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμπεπαλὼν προΐει δολιχόσκιον ἔγχοςκαὶ βάλε Τυδεΐδαο κατʼ ἀσπίδα· τῆς δὲ διὰ πρὸαἰχμὴ χαλκείη πταμένη θώρηκι πελάσθη·τῷ δʼ ἐπὶ μακρὸν ἄϋσε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός·βέβληαι κενεῶνα διαμπερές, οὐδέ σʼ ὀΐωδηρὸν ἔτʼ ἀνσχήσεσθαι· ἐμοὶ δὲ μέγʼ εὖχος ἔδωκας.τὸν δʼ οὐ ταρβήσας προσέφη κρατερὸς Διομήδης·ἤμβροτες οὐδʼ ἔτυχες· ἀτὰρ οὐ μὲν σφῶΐ γʼ ὀΐωπρίν γʼ ἀποπαύσεσθαι πρίν γʼ ἢ ἕτερόν γε πεσόντααἵματος ἆσαι Ἄρηα, ταλαύρινον πολεμιστήν.
So spake he and hurled; and Athene guided the spear upon his nose beside the eye, and it pierced through his white teeth. So the stubborn bronze shore off his tongue at its root, and the spear-point came out by the base of the chin. Then he fell from out the car, and his armour all bright and flashing clanged upon him, and the swift-footed horses swerved aside; and there his spirit and his strength were undone. But Aeneas leapt down with shield and long spear, seized with fear lest perchance the Achaeans might drag from him the dead man. Over him he strode like a lion confident in his strength, and before him he held his spear and his shield that was well balanced on every side, eager to slay the man whosoever should come to seize the corpse, and crying a terrible cry. But the son of Tydeus grasped in his hand a stone—a mighty deed—one that not two men could bear, such as mortals now are; yet lightly did he wield it even alone.
ὣς φάμενος προέηκε· βέλος δʼ ἴθυνεν Ἀθήνηῥῖνα παρʼ ὀφθαλμόν, λευκοὺς δʼ ἐπέρησεν ὀδόντας.τοῦ δʼ ἀπὸ μὲν γλῶσσαν πρυμνὴν τάμε χαλκὸς ἀτειρής,αἰχμὴ δʼ ἐξελύθη παρὰ νείατον ἀνθερεῶνα·ἤριπε δʼ ἐξ ὀχέων, ἀράβησε δὲ τεύχεʼ ἐπʼ αὐτῷαἰόλα παμφανόωντα, παρέτρεσσαν δέ οἱ ἵπποιὠκύποδες· τοῦ δʼ αὖθι λύθη ψυχή τε μένος τε.Αἰνείας δʼ ἀπόρουσε σὺν ἀσπίδι δουρί τε μακρῷδείσας μή πώς οἱ ἐρυσαίατο νεκρὸν Ἀχαιοί.ἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρʼ αὐτῷ βαῖνε λέων ὣς ἀλκὶ πεποιθώς,πρόσθε δέ οἱ δόρυ τʼ ἔσχε καὶ ἀσπίδα πάντοσʼ ἐΐσην,τὸν κτάμεναι μεμαὼς ὅς τις τοῦ γʼ ἀντίος ἔλθοισμερδαλέα ἰάχων· ὃ δὲ χερμάδιον λάβε χειρὶΤυδεΐδης μέγα ἔργον ὃ οὐ δύο γʼ ἄνδρε φέροιεν,οἷοι νῦν βροτοί εἰσʼ· ὃ δέ μιν ῥέα πάλλε καὶ οἶος.
Therewith he smote Aeneas on the hip, where the thigh turns in the hip joint,—the cup, men call it—and crushed the cup-bone, and broke furthermore both sinews, and the jagged stone tore the skin away. Then the warrior fell upon his knees, and thus abode, and with his stout hand leaned he upon the earth; and dark night enfolded his eyes. And now would the king of men, Aeneas, have perished, had not the daughter of Zeus, Aphrodite, been quick to mark, even his mother, that conceived him to Anchises as he tended his kine. About her dear son she flung her white arms, and before him she spread a fold of her bright garment to be a shelter against missiles, lest any of the Danaans with swift horses might hurl a spear of bronze into his breast and take away his life. She then was bearing her dear son forth from out the battle; but the son of Capaneus forgat not the commands that Diomedes good at the war-cry laid upon him. He held his own single-hooved horses away from the turmoil, binding the reins taut to the chariot rim, but rushed upon the fair-maned horses of Aeneas, and drave them forth from the Trojans into the host of the well-greaved Achaeans, and gave them to Deïpylus his dear comrade, whom he honoured above all the companions of his youth, because he was like-minded with himself; him he bade drive them to the hollow ships. Then did the warrior mount his own car and take the bright reins, and straightway drive his stout-hooved horses in eager quest of Tydeus' son. He the while had gone in pursuit of Cypris with his pitiless bronze, discerning that she was a weakling goddess, and not one of those that lord it in the battle of warriors,—no Athene she, nor Enyo, sacker of cities. But when he had come upon her as he pursued her through the great throng, then the son of great-souled Tydeus thrust with his sharp spear and leapt upon her, and wounded the surface of her delicate hand, and forthwith through the ambrosial raiment that the Graces themselves had wrought for her the spear pierced the flesh upon the wrist above the palm and forth flowed the immortal blood of the goddess, the ichor, such as floweth in the blessed gods; for they eat not bread neither drink flaming wine, wherefore they are bloodless, and are called immortals. She then with a loud cry let fall her son, and Phoebus Apollo took him in his arms and saved him in a dark cloud, lest any of the Danaans with swift horses might hurl a spear of bronze into his breast and take away his life. But over her shouted aloud Diomedes good at the war-cry:Keep thee away, daughter of Zeus, from war and fighting. Sufficeth it not that thou beguilest weakling women?
τῷ βάλεν Αἰνείαο κατʼ ἰσχίον ἔνθά τε μηρὸςἰσχίῳ ἐνστρέφεται, κοτύλην δέ τέ μιν καλέουσι·θλάσσε δέ οἱ κοτύλην, πρὸς δʼ ἄμφω ῥῆξε τένοντε·ὦσε δʼ ἀπὸ ῥινὸν τρηχὺς λίθος· αὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ ἥρωςἔστη γνὺξ ἐριπὼν καὶ ἐρείσατο χειρὶ παχείῃγαίης· ἀμφὶ δὲ ὄσσε κελαινὴ νὺξ ἐκάλυψε.καί νύ κεν ἔνθʼ ἀπόλοιτο ἄναξ ἀνδρῶν Αἰνείας,εἰ μὴ ἄρʼ ὀξὺ νόησε Διὸς θυγάτηρ Ἀφροδίτημήτηρ, ἥ μιν ὑπʼ Ἀγχίσῃ τέκε βουκολέοντι·ἀμφὶ δʼ ἑὸν φίλον υἱὸν ἐχεύατο πήχεε λευκώ,πρόσθε δέ οἱ πέπλοιο φαεινοῦ πτύγμα κάλυψενἕρκος ἔμεν βελέων, μή τις Δαναῶν ταχυπώλωνχαλκὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσι βαλὼν ἐκ θυμὸν ἕλοιτο.ἣ μὲν ἑὸν φίλον υἱὸν ὑπεξέφερεν πολέμοιο·οὐδʼ υἱὸς Καπανῆος ἐλήθετο συνθεσιάωντάων ἃς ἐπέτελλε βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Διομήδης,ἀλλʼ ὅ γε τοὺς μὲν ἑοὺς ἠρύκακε μώνυχας ἵππουςνόσφιν ἀπὸ φλοίσβου ἐξ ἄντυγος ἡνία τείνας,Αἰνείαο δʼ ἐπαΐξας καλλίτριχας ἵππουςἐξέλασε Τρώων μετʼ ἐϋκνήμιδας Ἀχαιούς.δῶκε δὲ Δηϊπύλῳ ἑτάρῳ φίλῳ, ὃν περὶ πάσηςτῖεν ὁμηλικίης ὅτι οἱ φρεσὶν ἄρτια ᾔδη,νηυσὶν ἔπι γλαφυρῇσιν ἐλαυνέμεν· αὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ ἥρωςὧν ἵππων ἐπιβὰς ἔλαβʼ ἡνία σιγαλόεντα,αἶψα δὲ Τυδεΐδην μέθεπε κρατερώνυχας ἵππουςἐμμεμαώς· ὃ δὲ Κύπριν ἐπῴχετο νηλέϊ χαλκῷγιγνώσκων ὅ τʼ ἄναλκις ἔην θεός, οὐδὲ θεάωντάων αἵ τʼ ἀνδρῶν πόλεμον κάτα κοιρανέουσιν,οὔτʼ ἄρʼ Ἀθηναίη οὔτε πτολίπορθος Ἐνυώ.ἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἐκίχανε πολὺν καθʼ ὅμιλον ὀπάζων,ἔνθʼ ἐπορεξάμενος μεγαθύμου Τυδέος υἱὸςἄκρην οὔτασε χεῖρα μετάλμενος ὀξέϊ δουρὶἀβληχρήν· εἶθαρ δὲ δόρυ χροὸς ἀντετόρησενἀμβροσίου διὰ πέπλου, ὅν οἱ Χάριτες κάμον αὐταί,πρυμνὸν ὕπερ θέναρος· ῥέε δʼ ἄμβροτον αἷμα θεοῖοἰχώρ, οἷός πέρ τε ῥέει μακάρεσσι θεοῖσιν·οὐ γὰρ σῖτον ἔδουσʼ, οὐ πίνουσʼ αἴθοπα οἶνον,τοὔνεκʼ ἀναίμονές εἰσι καὶ ἀθάνατοι καλέονται.ἣ δὲ μέγα ἰάχουσα ἀπὸ ἕο κάββαλεν υἱόν·καὶ τὸν μὲν μετὰ χερσὶν ἐρύσατο Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλωνκυανέῃ νεφέλῃ, μή τις Δαναῶν ταχυπώλωνχαλκὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσι βαλὼν ἐκ θυμὸν ἕλοιτο·τῇ δʼ ἐπὶ μακρὸν ἄϋσε βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Διομήδης·εἶκε Διὸς θύγατερ πολέμου καὶ δηϊοτῆτος·ἦ οὐχ ἅλις ὅττι γυναῖκας ἀνάλκιδας ἠπεροπεύεις;
But if into battle thou wilt enter, verily methinks thou shalt shudder at the name thereof, if thou hearest it even from afar.So spake he, and she departed frantic, and was sore distressed; and wind-footed Iris took her and led her forth from out the throng, racked with pain, and her fair flesh was darkened.
εἰ δὲ σύ γʼ ἐς πόλεμον πωλήσεαι, ἦ τέ σʼ ὀΐωῥιγήσειν πόλεμόν γε καὶ εἴ χʼ ἑτέρωθι πύθηαι.ὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἣ δʼ ἀλύουσʼ ἀπεβήσετο, τείρετο δʼ αἰνῶς·τὴν μὲν ἄρʼ Ἶρις ἑλοῦσα ποδήνεμος ἔξαγʼ ὁμίλουἀχθομένην ὀδύνῃσι, μελαίνετο δὲ χρόα καλόν.
Anon she found furious Ares abiding on the left of the battle, and upon a cloud was his spear leaning, and at hand were his swift horses twain. Then she fell upon her knees and with instant prayer begged for her dear brother's horses with frontlets of gold:Dear brother, save me, and give me thy horses, that I may get me to Olympus, where is the abode of the immortals. For sorely am I pained with a wound which a mortal man dealt me, Tydeus' son, that would now fight even with father Zeus.So spake she, and Ares gave her his horses with frontlets of gold; and she mounted upon the car, her heart distraught, and beside her mounted Iris and took the reins in her hand. She touched the horses with the lash to start them, and nothing loath the pair sped onward. Straightway then they came to the abode of the gods, to steep Olympus and there wind-footed, swift Iris stayed the horses and loosed them from the car, and cast before them food ambrosial;
εὗρεν ἔπειτα μάχης ἐπʼ ἀριστερὰ θοῦρον Ἄρηαἥμενον· ἠέρι δʼ ἔγχος ἐκέκλιτο καὶ ταχέʼ ἵππω·ἣ δὲ γνὺξ ἐριποῦσα κασιγνήτοιο φίλοιοπολλὰ λισσομένη χρυσάμπυκας ᾔτεεν ἵππους·φίλε κασίγνητε κόμισαί τέ με δός τέ μοι ἵππους,ὄφρʼ ἐς Ὄλυμπον ἵκωμαι ἵνʼ ἀθανάτων ἕδος ἐστί.λίην ἄχθομαι ἕλκος ὅ με βροτὸς οὔτασεν ἀνὴρΤυδεΐδης, ὃς νῦν γε καὶ ἂν Διὶ πατρὶ μάχοιτο.ὣς φάτο, τῇ δʼ ἄρʼ Ἄρης δῶκε χρυσάμπυκας ἵππους·ἣ δʼ ἐς δίφρον ἔβαινεν ἀκηχεμένη φίλον ἦτορ,πὰρ δέ οἱ Ἶρις ἔβαινε καὶ ἡνία λάζετο χερσί,μάστιξεν δʼ ἐλάαν, τὼ δʼ οὐκ ἀέκοντε πετέσθην.αἶψα δʼ ἔπειθʼ ἵκοντο θεῶν ἕδος αἰπὺν Ὄλυμπον·ἔνθʼ ἵππους ἔστησε ποδήνεμος ὠκέα Ἶριςλύσασʼ ἐξ ὀχέων, παρὰ δʼ ἀμβρόσιον βάλεν εἶδαρ·
but fair Aphrodite flung herself upon the knees of her mother Dione. She clasped her daughter in her arms, and stroked her with her hand and spake to her, saying:Who now of the sons of heaven, dear child, hath entreated thee thus wantonly, as though thou wert working some evil before the face of all?
ἣ δʼ ἐν γούνασι πῖπτε Διώνης δῖʼ Ἀφροδίτημητρὸς ἑῆς· ἣ δʼ ἀγκὰς ἐλάζετο θυγατέρα ἥν,χειρί τέ μιν κατέρεξεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἐκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·τίς νύ σε τοιάδʼ ἔρεξε φίλον τέκος Οὐρανιώνωνμαψιδίως, ὡς εἴ τι κακὸν ῥέζουσαν ἐνωπῇ;
To her then made answer laughter-loving Aphrodite:Tydeus' son, Diomedes high of heart, wounded me, for that I was bearing forth from out the war my dear son Aeneas, who is in my eyes far the dearest of all men. For no longer is the dread battle one between Trojans and Achaeans; nay, the Danaans now fight even with the immortals.To her then made answer Dione, the fair goddess:Be of good heart, my child, and endure for all thy suffering; for full many of us that have dwellings on Olympus have suffered at the hands of men, in bringing grievous woes one upon the other.
τὴν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα φιλομμειδὴς Ἀφροδίτη·οὖτά με Τυδέος υἱὸς ὑπέρθυμος Διομήδης,οὕνεκʼ ἐγὼ φίλον υἱὸν ὑπεξέφερον πολέμοιοΑἰνείαν, ὃς ἐμοὶ πάντων πολὺ φίλτατός ἐστιν.οὐ γὰρ ἔτι Τρώων καὶ Ἀχαιῶν φύλοπις αἰνή,ἀλλʼ ἤδη Δαναοί γε καὶ ἀθανάτοισι μάχονται.τὴν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα Διώνη, δῖα θεάων·τέτλαθι τέκνον ἐμόν, καὶ ἀνάσχεο κηδομένη περ·πολλοὶ γὰρ δὴ τλῆμεν Ὀλύμπια δώματʼ ἔχοντεςἐξ ἀνδρῶν χαλέπʼ ἄλγεʼ ἐπʼ ἀλλήλοισι τιθέντες.
So suffered Ares, when Otus and mighty Ephialtes, the sons of Aloeus, bound him in cruel bonds, and in a brazen jar he lay bound for thirteen months; and then would Ares, insatiate of war, have perished, had not the stepmother of the sons of Aloeus, the beauteous Eëriboea, brought tidings unto Hermes; and he stole forth Ares, that was now sore distressed, for his grievous bonds were overpowering him. So suffered Hera, when the mighty son of Amphitryon smote her on the right breast with a three-barbed arrow; then upon her too came pain that might in no wise be assuaged.
τλῆ μὲν Ἄρης ὅτε μιν Ὦτος κρατερός τʼ Ἐφιάλτηςπαῖδες Ἀλωῆος, δῆσαν κρατερῷ ἐνὶ δεσμῷ·χαλκέῳ δʼ ἐν κεράμῳ δέδετο τρισκαίδεκα μῆνας·καί νύ κεν ἔνθʼ ἀπόλοιτο Ἄρης ἆτος πολέμοιο,εἰ μὴ μητρυιὴ περικαλλὴς ἨερίβοιαἙρμέᾳ ἐξήγγειλεν· ὃ δʼ ἐξέκλεψεν Ἄρηαἤδη τειρόμενον, χαλεπὸς δέ ἑ δεσμὸς ἐδάμνα.τλῆ δʼ Ἥρη, ὅτε μιν κρατερὸς πάϊς Ἀμφιτρύωνοςδεξιτερὸν κατὰ μαζὸν ὀϊστῷ τριγλώχινιβεβλήκει· τότε καί μιν ἀνήκεστον λάβεν ἄλγος.
And so suffered monstrous Hades even as the rest a bitter arrow, when this same man, the son of Zeus that beareth the aegis, smote him in Pylos amid the dead, and gave him over to pains. But he went to the house of Zeus and to high Olympus with grief at heart, pierced through with pains; for into his mighty shoulder had the shaft been driven, and distressed his soul. But Paeëon spread thereon simples that slay pain, and healed him; for verily he was in no wise of mortal mould. Rash man, worker of violence, that recked not of his evil deeds, seeing that with his arrows he vexed the gods that hold Olympus.
τλῆ δʼ Ἀΐδης ἐν τοῖσι πελώριος ὠκὺν ὀϊστόν,εὖτέ μιν ωὐτὸς ἀνὴρ υἱὸς Διὸς αἰγιόχοιοἐν Πύλῳ ἐν νεκύεσσι βαλὼν ὀδύνῃσιν ἔδωκεν·αὐτὰρ ὃ βῆ πρὸς δῶμα Διὸς καὶ μακρὸν Ὄλυμπονκῆρ ἀχέων ὀδύνῃσι πεπαρμένος· αὐτὰρ ὀϊστὸςὤμῳ ἔνι στιβαρῷ ἠλήλατο, κῆδε δὲ θυμόν.τῷ δʼ ἐπὶ Παιήων ὀδυνήφατα φάρμακα πάσσωνἠκέσατʼ· οὐ μὲν γάρ τι καταθνητός γε τέτυκτο.σχέτλιος ὀβριμοεργὸς ὃς οὐκ ὄθετʼ αἴσυλα ῥέζων,ὃς τόξοισιν ἔκηδε θεοὺς οἳ Ὄλυμπον ἔχουσι.
And upon thee has the goddess, flashing-eyed Athene, set this man—fool that he is; for the heart of Tydeus' son knoweth not this, that verily he endureth not for long who fighteth with the immortals, nor do his children prattle about his knees when he is come back from war and the dread conflict.
σοὶ δʼ ἐπὶ τοῦτον ἀνῆκε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·νήπιος, οὐδὲ τὸ οἶδε κατὰ φρένα Τυδέος υἱὸςὅττι μάλʼ οὐ δηναιὸς ὃς ἀθανάτοισι μάχηται,οὐδέ τί μιν παῖδες ποτὶ γούνασι παππάζουσινἐλθόντʼ ἐκ πολέμοιο καὶ αἰνῆς δηϊοτῆτος.
Wherefore now let Tydeus' son, for all he is so mighty, beware lest one better than thou fight against him, lest in sooth Aegialeia, the daughter of Adrastus, passing wise, wake from sleep with her long lamentings all her household, as she wails for her wedded husband, the best man of the Achaeans, even she, the stately wife of horse-taming Diomedes.She spake, and with both her hands wiped the ichor from the arm; the arm was restored, and the grievous pains assuaged. But Athene and Hera, as they looked upon her, sought to anger Zeus, son of Cronos, with mocking words.
τὼ νῦν Τυδεΐδης, εἰ καὶ μάλα καρτερός ἐστι,φραζέσθω μή τίς οἱ ἀμείνων σεῖο μάχηται,μὴ δὴν Αἰγιάλεια περίφρων Ἀδρηστίνηἐξ ὕπνου γοόωσα φίλους οἰκῆας ἐγείρῃκουρίδιον ποθέουσα πόσιν τὸν ἄριστον Ἀχαιῶνἰφθίμη ἄλοχος Διομήδεος ἱπποδάμοιο.ἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμφοτέρῃσιν ἀπʼ ἰχῶ χειρὸς ὀμόργνυ·ἄλθετο χείρ, ὀδύναι δὲ κατηπιόωντο βαρεῖαι.αἳ δʼ αὖτʼ εἰσορόωσαι Ἀθηναίη τε καὶ Ἥρηκερτομίοις ἐπέεσσι Δία Κρονίδην ἐρέθιζον.
And among them the goddess flashing-eyed Athene was first to speak:Father Zeus, wilt thou anywise be wroth with me for the word that I shall say? Of a surety now Cypris has been urging some one of the women of Achaea to follow after the Trojans, whom now she so wondrously loveth; and while stroking such a one of the fair-robed women of Achaea, she hath scratched upon her golden brooch her delicate hand.So spake she, but the father of men and gods smiled, and calling to him golden Aphrodite, said:Not unto thee, my child, are given works of war; nay, follow thou after the lovely works of marriage, and all these things shall be the business of swift Ares and Athene.On this wise spake they one to the other; but Diomedes, good at the war-cry, leapt upon Aeneas, though well he knew that Apollo himself held forth his arms above him; yet had he no awe even of the great god, but was still eager to slay Aeneas and strip from him his glorious armour. Thrice then he leapt upon him, furiously fain to slay him, and thrice did Apollo beat back his shining shield. But when for the fourth time he rushed upon him like a god, then with a terrible cry spake to him Apollo that worketh afar:
τοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·Ζεῦ πάτερ ἦ ῥά τί μοι κεχολώσεαι ὅττι κεν εἴπω;ἦ μάλα δή τινα Κύπρις Ἀχαιϊάδων ἀνιεῖσαΤρωσὶν ἅμα σπέσθαι, τοὺς νῦν ἔκπαγλα φίλησε,τῶν τινα καρρέζουσα Ἀχαιϊάδων ἐϋπέπλωνπρὸς χρυσῇ περόνῃ καταμύξατο χεῖρα ἀραιήν.ὣς φάτο, μείδησεν δὲ πατὴρ ἀνδρῶν τε θεῶν τε,καί ῥα καλεσσάμενος προσέφη χρυσῆν Ἀφροδίτην·οὔ τοι τέκνον ἐμὸν δέδοται πολεμήϊα ἔργα,ἀλλὰ σύ γʼ ἱμερόεντα μετέρχεο ἔργα γάμοιο,ταῦτα δʼ Ἄρηϊ θοῷ καὶ Ἀθήνῃ πάντα μελήσει.ὣς οἳ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,Αἰνείᾳ δʼ ἐπόρουσε βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Διομήδης,γιγνώσκων ὅ οἱ αὐτὸς ὑπείρεχε χεῖρας Ἀπόλλων·ἀλλʼ ὅ γʼ ἄρʼ οὐδὲ θεὸν μέγαν ἅζετο, ἵετο δʼ αἰεὶΑἰνείαν κτεῖναι καὶ ἀπὸ κλυτὰ τεύχεα δῦσαι.τρὶς μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἐπόρουσε κατακτάμεναι μενεαίνων,τρὶς δέ οἱ ἐστυφέλιξε φαεινὴν ἀσπίδʼ Ἀπόλλων·ἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τὸ τέταρτον ἐπέσσυτο δαίμονι ἶσος,δεινὰ δʼ ὁμοκλήσας προσέφη ἑκάεργος Ἀπόλλων·
Bethink thee, son of Tydeus, and give place, neither be thou minded to be like of spirit with the gods; seeing in no wise of like sort is the race of immortal gods and that of men who walk upon the earth.So spake he, and the son of Tydeus gave ground a scant space backward, avoiding the wrath of Apollo that smiteth afar.
φράζεο Τυδεΐδη καὶ χάζεο, μηδὲ θεοῖσινἶσʼ ἔθελε φρονέειν, ἐπεὶ οὔ ποτε φῦλον ὁμοῖονἀθανάτων τε θεῶν χαμαὶ ἐρχομένων τʼ ἀνθρώπων.ὣς φάτο, Τυδεΐδης δʼ ἀνεχάζετο τυτθὸν ὀπίσσωμῆνιν ἀλευάμενος ἑκατηβόλου Ἀπόλλωνος.
Aeneas then did Apollo set apart from the throng in sacred Pergamus where was his temple builded. There Leto and the archer Artemis healed him in the great sanctuary, and glorified him; but Apollo of the silver bow fashioned a wraith in the likeness of Aeneas' self and in armour like to his; and over the wraith the Trojans and goodly Achaeans smote the bull's-hide bucklers about one another's breasts, the round shields and fluttering targets. Then unto furious Ares spake Phoebus Apollo:
Αἰνείαν δʼ ἀπάτερθεν ὁμίλου θῆκεν ἈπόλλωνΠεργάμῳ εἰν ἱερῇ, ὅθι οἱ νηός γε τέτυκτο.ἤτοι τὸν Λητώ τε καὶ Ἄρτεμις ἰοχέαιραἐν μεγάλῳ ἀδύτῳ ἀκέοντό τε κύδαινόν τε·αὐτὰρ ὃ εἴδωλον τεῦξʼ ἀργυρότοξος Ἀπόλλωναὐτῷ τʼ Αἰνείᾳ ἴκελον καὶ τεύχεσι τοῖον,ἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρʼ εἰδώλῳ Τρῶες καὶ δῖοι Ἀχαιοὶδῄουν ἀλλήλων ἀμφὶ στήθεσσι βοείαςἀσπίδας εὐκύκλους λαισήϊά τε πτερόεντα.δὴ τότε θοῦρον Ἄρηα προσηύδα Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων·