Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature; Mythology, Roman -- Juvenile literature
Then the two chiefs came near to each other, and Hector with the waving
plume spake first and said, “Thrice, great Achilles, hast thou pursued
me round the walls of Troy, and I dared not stand up against thee; but
now I fear thee no more. Only let us make this covenant between us: if
Zeus give me the victory, I will do no dishonor to thy body; thy arms
and armor will I take, and give back thy body to the Greeks; and do
thou promise to do likewise.”
But Achilles scowled at him and said, “Hector, talk not of covenants to
me. Men and lions make no oaths between each other, neither is there
any agreement between wolves and sheep. So there shall be no covenant
between me and thee. One of us two shall fall; and now is the time for
thee to show thyself a warrior, for of a truth Athené will slay thee by
my spear, and thou shalt pay the penalty for all my comrades whom thou
hast slain.”
Then he threw the mighty spear, but Hector saw it coming and avoided
it, crouching on the ground, so that the mighty spear flew above his
head and fixed itself in the earth. But Athené snatched it from the
ground and gave it back to Achilles, Hector not perceiving.
Then Hector spake to Achilles: “Thou hast missed thy aim, great
Achilles. It was no word of Zeus that thou spakest, prophesying my
doom, but thou soughtest to cheat me, terrifying me by thy words. Thou
shalt not drive thy steel into my back, but here into my breast, if the
gods will it so. But now look out for my spear. Would it might bury
itself in thy flesh. The battle would be easier for the men of Troy
were thou only out of the way.”
And as he spake he threw his long-shafted spear. True aim he took,
for the spear struck the very middle of Achilles’ shield. It struck,
but pierced it not, but bounded far away, for the shield was not of
mortal make. And Hector stood dismayed, for he had not another spear,
and when he called to Deïphobus that he should give him another, lo!
Deïphobus was gone. Then Hector knew that his end was come, and he said
to himself, “Now have the gods called me to my doom. I thought that
Deïphobus was near; but he is within the walls, and the help which he
promised me was but a cheat with which Athené cheated me. Zeus and
Apollo are with me no more; but, if I must die, let me at least die in
such a deed as men of after time may hear of.”
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