The mighty Hector of the glancing helm, The son of Priam, led the Trojan host: The largest and the bravest band were they, Bold spearmen all, who follow’d him in arms. Anchises’ valiant son, Æneas, led The Dardans; him, ’mid Ida’s jutting peaks, Immortal Venus to Anchises bore, A Goddess yielding to a mortal’s love: With him, well skill’d in war, Archilochus And Acamas, Antenor’s gallant sons. Who in Zeleia dwelt, at Ida’s foot, Of Trojan race, a wealthy tribe, who drank Of dark Æsepus’ waters, these were led By Pandarus, Lycaon’s noble son, Taught by Apollo’s self to draw the bow. Who from Adraste, and Apaesus’ realm, From Pityeia, and the lofty hill Tereian came, with linen corslets girt, Adrastus and Amphius led; two sons Of Merops of Percote; deeply vers’d Was he in prophecy; and from the war Would fain have kept his sons; but they, by fate, Doom’d to impending death, his caution scorn’d. Those who from Practium and Percote came, And who in Sestos and Abydos dwelt, And in Arisba fair; those Asius led, The son of Hyrtacus, of heroes chief; Asius the son of Hyrtacus, who came From fair Arisba, borne by fiery steeds Of matchless size and strength, from Selles’ stream. Hippothous led the bold Pelasgian tribes, Who dwell in rich Larissa’s fertile soil, Hippothous and Pylaeus, Lethus’ sons, The son of Teutamus, Pelasgian chief. The Thracians, by fast-flowing Hellespont Encompass’d, Acamas and Peirous brave; The spear-skill’d Cicones Euphemus led, Son of Troezenus, Ceus’ highborn son. From distant Amydon Pyraecmes brought The Paeon archers from broad Axius’ banks; Axius, the brightest stream on earth that flows. The hairy strength of great Pylaemenes The Paphlagonians led from Eneti (Whence first appear’d the stubborn race of mules), Who in Cytorus and in Sesamum, And round Parthenius’ waters had their home; Who dwelt in Cromne, and Ægialus, And on the lofty Erythinian rock. By Hodius and Epistrophus were brought From distant Alybe, the wealthy source Of silver ore, the Alizonian bands. Chromis the Mysians led, and Ennomus; A skilful augur, but his augury From gloomy death to save him nought avail’d; Slain by the son of Peleus, in the stream, Where many another Trojan felt his arm. From far Ascania’s lake, with Phorcys join’d, The godlike presence of Ascanius brought The Phrygians, dauntless in the standing fight. From Lydia came Pylaemenes’ two sons, Born of the lake Gygeian; Antiphus, And Mesthles; these Maeonia’s forces led, Who dwelt around the foot of Tmolus’ hill.