And with loud clangor of his arms he fell. Then, royal Agamemnon pass’d the trench And Menelaus; either Ajax, then, Clad with fresh prowess both; them follow’d, next, Idomeneus, with his heroic friend300 In battle dread as homicidal Mars, Meriones; Evæmon’s son renown’d Succeeded, bold Eurypylus; and ninth Teucer, wide-straining his impatient bow. He under covert fought of the broad shield305 Of Telamonian Ajax; Ajax high Upraised his shield; the hero from beneath Took aim, and whom his arrow struck, he fell; Then close as to his mother’s side a child For safety creeps, Teucer to Ajax’ side310 Retired, and Ajax shielded him again. Whom then slew Teucer first, illustrious Chief? Orsilochus, and Ophelestes, first, And Ormenus he slew, then Dætor died, Chromius and Lycophontes brave in fight315 With Amopaon Polyæmon’s son, And Melanippus. These, together heap’d, All fell by Teucer on the plain of Troy. The Trojan ranks thinn’d by his mighty bow The King of armies Agamemnon saw320 Well-pleased, and him approaching, thus began. Brave Telamonian Teucer, oh, my friend, Thus shoot, that light may visit once again The Danaï, and Telamon rejoice! Thee Telamon within his own abode325 Rear’d although spurious; mount him, in return, Although remote, on glory’s heights again. I tell thee, and the effect shall follow sure, Let but the Thunderer and Minerva grant The pillage of fair Ilium to the Greeks,330 And I will give to thy victorious hand, After my own, the noblest recompense, A tripod or a chariot with its steeds, Or some fair captive to partake thy bed. To whom the generous Teucer thus replied.335 Atrides! glorious monarch! wherefore me Exhortest thou to battle? who myself Glow with sufficient ardor, and such strength As heaven affords me spare not to employ. Since first we drove them back, with watchful eye340 Their warriors I have mark’d; eight shafts my bow Hath sent long-barb’d, and every shaft, well-aim’d. The body of some Trojan youth robust Hath pierced, but still you ravening wolf escapes. He said, and from the nerve another shaft345 Impatient sent at Hector; but it flew Devious, and brave Gorgythion struck instead. Him beautiful Castianira, brought By Priam from Æsyma, nymph of form Celestial, to the King of Ilium bore.350 As in the garden, with the weight surcharged Of its own fruit, and drench’d by vernal rains The poppy falls oblique, so he his head Hung languid, by his helmet’s weight depress’d.[14] Then Teucer yet an arrow from the nerve355 Dispatch’d at Hector, with impatience fired To pierce him; but again his weapon err’d Turn’d by Apollo, and the bosom struck Of Archeptolemus, his rapid steeds To battle urging, Hector’s charioteer.360 He fell, his fiery coursers at the sound Recoil’d, and lifeless where he fell he lay. Deep sorrow for his charioteer the mind O’erwhelm’d of Hector, yet he left the slain, And seeing his own brother nigh at hand,365 Cebriones, him summon’d to the reins, Who with alacrity that charge received.