He threw his looks about The whole fights near, to see what chief might help the mis’ry out Of his poor soldiers, and beheld where both th’ Ajaces fought, And Teucer newly come from fleet; whom it would profit nought To call, since tumult on their helms, shields, and upon the ports, Laid such loud claps; for ev’ry way, defences of all sorts Were adding, as Troy took away; and Clamour flew so high Her wings strook heav’n, and drown’d all voice. The two dukes yet so nigh And at the offer of assault, he to th’ Ajaces sent Thoos the herald with this charge: “Run to the regiment Of both th’ Ajaces, and call both, for both were better here, Since here will slaughter, instantly, be more enforc’d than there. The Lycian captains this way make, who in the fights of stand Have often show’d much excellence. Yet if laborious hand Be there more needful than I hope, at least afford us some, Let Ajax Telamonius and th’ archer Teucer come.” The herald hasted, and arriv’d; and both th’ Ajaces told, That Peteus’ noble son desir’d their little labour would Employ himself in succouring him. Both their supplies were best, Since death assail’d his quarter most; for on it fiercely press’d The well-prov’d mighty Lycian chiefs. Yet if the service there Allow’d not both, he pray’d that one part of his charge would bear, And that was Ajax Telamon, with whom he wish’d would come The archer Teucer. Telamon left instantly his room To strong Lycomedes, and will’d Ajax Oiliades With him to make up his supply, and fill with courages The Grecian hearts till his return; which should he instantly When he had well reliev’d his friend. With this the company Of Teucer he took to his aid; Teucer, that did descend (As Ajax did) from Telamon. With these two did attend Pandion, that bore Teucer’s bow. When to Menestheus’ tow’r They came, alongst the wall, they found him, and his hearten’d pow’r, Toiling in making strong their fort. The Lycian princes set Black whirlwind-like, with both their pow’rs, upon the parapet. Ajax, and all, resisted them. Clamour amongst them rose. The slaughter Ajax led; who first the last dear sight did close Of strong Epicles, that was friend to Jove’s great Lycian son. Amongst the high munition heap, a mighty marble stone Lay highest, near the pinnacle, a stone of such a paise That one of this time’s strongest men with both hands could not raise, Yet this did Ajax rouse and throw, and all in sherds did drive Epicles’ four-topp’d casque and skull; who (as ye see one dive In some deep river) left his height; life left his bones withal. Teucer shot Glaucus, rushing up yet higher on the wall, Where naked he discern’d his arm, and made him steal retreat From that hot service, lest some Greek, with an insulting threat, Beholding it, might fright the rest. Sarpedon much was griev’d At Glaucus parting, yet fought on, and his great heart reliev’d A little with Alcmaon’s blood, surnam’d Thestorides, Whose life he hurl’d out with his lance; which following through the