So saying, for the fight to come he sets forth glories twain; A steer gilt-horned and garlanded the conquering man should gain, A sword and noble helm should stay the vanquished in his woe. No tarrying was there: Dares straight his face to all doth show, And riseth in his mighty strength amidst the murmur great: He who alone of all men erst with Paris held debate, 370 And he who at the mound wherein that mightiest Hector lay, Had smitten Butes' body huge, the winner of the day, Who called him come of Amycus and that Bebrycian land: But Dares stretched him dying there upon the yellow sand. Such was the Dares that upreared his head against the fight, And showed his shoulders' breadth and drave his fists to left and right, With arms cast forth, as heavy strokes he laid upon the air. But when they sought a man for him, midst all the concourse there Was none durst meet him: not a hand the fighting-glove would don: Wherefore, high-hearted, deeming now the prize from all was won, 380 He stood before Æneas' feet nor longer tarrièd, But with his left hand took the steer about the horn and said: "O Goddess-born, if no man dares to trust him in the play, What end shall be of standing here; must I abide all day? Bid them bring forth the gifts." Therewith they cried out one and all, The Dardan folk, to give the gifts that due to him did fall. But with hard words Acestes now Entellus falls to chide, As on the bank of grassy green they sat there side by side, "Entellus, bravest hero once of all men, and for nought, If thou wilt let them bear away without a battle fought 390 Such gifts as these. And where is he, thy master then, that God, That Eryx, told of oft in vain? where is thy fame sown broad Through all Trinacria, where the spoils hung up beneath thy roof?"