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upon　the　ground。　Thereon　Meriones　sprang　upon　him　like　a　vulture；　drew
the　spear　from　his　shoulder；　and　fell　back　under　cover　of　his　men。
Then　Polites；　own　brother　of　Deiphobus　passed　his　arms　around　his
waist；　and　bore　him　away　from　the　battle　till　he　got　to　his　horses
that　were　standing　in　the　rear　of　the　fight　with　the　chariot　and　their
driver。　These　took　him　towards　the　city　groaning　and　in　great　pain；
with　the　blood　flowing　from　his　arm。
　　The　others　still　fought　on；　and　the　battle…cry　rose　to　heaven
without　ceasing。　Aeneas　sprang　on　Aphareus　son　of　Caletor；　and
struck　him　with　a　spear　in　his　throat　which　was　turned　towards　him；
his　head　fell　on　one　side；　his　helmet　and　shield　came　down　along
with　him；　and　death；　life's　foe；　was　shed　around　him。　Antilochus　spied
his　chance；　flew　forward　towards　Thoon；　and　wounded　him　as　he　was
turning　round。　He　laid　open　the　vein　that　runs　all　the　way　up　the　back
to　the　neck；　he　cut　this　vein　clean　away　throughout　its　whole
course；　and　Thoon　fell　in　the　dust　face　upwards；　stretching　out　his
hands　imploringly　towards　his　comrades。　Antilochus　sprang　upon　him　and
stripped　the　armour　from　his　shoulders；　glaring　round　him　fearfully　as
he　did　so。　The　Trojans　came　about　him　on　every　side　and　struck　his
broad　and　gleaming　shield；　but　could　not　wound　his　body；　for　Neptune
stood　guard　over　the　son　of　Nestor；　though　the　darts　fell　thickly
round　him。　He　was　never　clear　of　the　foe；　but　was　always　in　the
thick　of　the　fight；　his　spear　was　never　idle；　he　poised　and　aimed　it
in　every　direction；　so　eager　was　he　to　hit　some　one　from　a　distance　or
to　fight　him　hand　to　hand。
　　As　he　was　thus　aiming　among　the　crowd；　he　was　seen　by　Adamas　son
of　Asius；　who　rushed　towards　him　and　struck　him　with　a　spear　in　the
middle　of　his　shield；　but　Neptune　made　its　point　without　effect；　for
he　grudged　him　the　life　of　Antilochus。　One　half；　therefore；　of　the
spear　stuck　fast　like　a　charred　stake　in　Antilochus's　shield；　while
the　other　lay　on　the　ground。　Adamas　then　sought　shelter　under　cover　of
his　men；　but　Meriones　followed　after　and　hit　him　with　a　spear　midway
between　the　private　parts　and　the　navel；　where　a　wound　is　particualrly
painful　to　wretched　mortals。　There　did　Meriones　transfix　him；　and　he
writhed　convulsively　about　the　spear　as　some　bull　whom　mountain
herdsmen　have　bound　with　ropes　of　withes　and　are　taking　away　perforce。
Even　so　did　he　move　convulsively　for　a　while；　but　not　for　very　long；
till　Meriones　came　up　and　drew　the　spear　out　of　his　body；　and　his　eyes
were　veiled　in　darkness。
　　Helenus　then　struck　Deipyrus　with　a　great　Thracian　sword；　hitting
him　on　the　temple　in　close　combat　and　tearing　the　helmet　from　his
head；　the　helmet　fell　to　the　ground；　and　one　of　those　who　were
fighting　on　the　Achaean　side　took　charge　of　it　as　it　rolled　at　his
feet；　but　the　eyes　of　Deipyrus　were　closed　in　the　darkness　of　death。
　　On　this　Menelaus　was　grieved；　and　made　menacingly　towards　Helenus；
brandishing　his　spear；　but　Helenus　drew　his　bow；　and　the　two
attacked　one　another　at　one　and　the　same　moment；　the　one　with　his
spear；　and　the　other　with　his　bow　and　arrow。　The　son　of　Priam　hit
the　breastplate　of　Menelaus's　corslet；　but　the　arrow　glanced　from
off　it。　As　black　beans　or　pulse　come　pattering　down　on　to　a
threshing…floor　from　the　broad　winnowing…shovel；　blown　by　shrill　winds
and　shaken　by　the　shovel…　even　so　did　the　arrow　glance　off　and
recoil　from　the　shield　of　Menelaus；　who　in　his　turn　wounded　the　hand
with　which　Helenus　carried　his　bow；　the　spear　went　right　through　his
hand　and　stuck　in　the　bow　itself；　so　that　to　his　life　he　retreated
under　cover　of　his　men；　with　his　hand　dragging　by　his　side…　for　the
spear　weighed　it　down　till　Agenor　drew　it　out　and　bound　the　hand
carefully　up　in　a　woollen　sling　which　his　esquire　had　with　him。
　　Pisander　then　made　straight　at　Menelaus…　his　evil　destiny　luring　him
on　to　his　doom；　for　he　was　to　fall　in　fight　with　you；　O　Menelaus。　When
the　two　were　hard　by　one　another　the　spear　of　the　son　of　Atreus　turned
aside　and　he　missed　his　aim；　Pisander　then　struck　the　shield　of
brave　Menelaus　but　could　not　pierce　it；　for　the　shield　stayed　the
spear　and　broke　the　shaft；　nevertheless　he　was　glad　and　made　sure　of
victory；　forthwith；　however；　the　son　of　Atreus　drew　his　sword　and
sprang　upon　him。　Pisander　then　seized　the　bronze　battle…axe；　with
its　long　and　polished　handle　of　olive　wood　that　hung　by　his　side　under
his　shield；　and　the　two　made　at　one　another。　Pisander　struck　the
peak　of　Menelaus's　crested　helmet　just　under　the　crest　itself；　and
Menelaus　hit　Pisander　as　he　was　coming　towards　him；　on　the　forehead；
just　at　the　rise　of　his　nose；　the　bones　cracked　and　his　two
gore…bedrabbled　eyes　fell　by　his　feet　in　the　dust。　He　fell　backwards
to　the　ground；　and　Menelaus　set　his　heel　upon　him；　stripped　him　of　his
armour；　and　vaunted　over　him　saying；　〃Even　thus　shall　you　Trojans
leave　the　ships　of　the　Achaeans；　proud　and　insatiate　of　battle
though　you　be：　nor　shall　you　lack　any　of　the　disgrace　and　shame
which　you　have　heaped　upon　myself。　Cowardly　she…wolves　that　you　are；
you　feared　not　the　anger　of　dread　Jove；　avenger　of　violated
hospitality；　who　will　one　day　destroy　your　city；　you　stole　my　wedded
wife　and　wickedly　carried　off　much　treasure　when　you　were　her　guest；
and　now　you　would　fling　fire　upon　our　ships；　and　kill　our　heroes。　A
day　will　come　when；　rage　as　you　may；　you　shall　be　stayed。　O　father
Jove；　you；　who　they　say　art　above　all　both　gods　and　men　in　wisdom；　and
from　whom　all　things　that　befall　us　do　proceed；　how　can　you　thus
favour　the　Trojans…　men　so　proud　and　overweening；　that　they　are
never　tired　of　fighting？　All　things　pall　after　a　while…　sleep；　love；
sweet　song；　and　stately　dance…　still　these　are　things　of　which　a　man
would　surely　have　his　fill　rather　than　of　battle；　whereas　it　is　of
battle　that　the　Trojans　are　insatiate。〃
　　So　saying　Menelaus　stripped　the　blood…stained　armour　from　the　body
of　Pisander；　and　handed　it　over　to　his　men；　then　he　again　ranged
himself　among　those　who　were　in　the　front　of　the　fight。
　　Harpalion　son　of　King　Pylaemenes　then　sprang　upon　him；　he　had　come
to　fight　at　Troy　along　with　his　father；　but　he　did　not　go　home
again。　He　struck　the　middle　of　Menelaus's　shield　with　his　spear　but
could　not　pierce　it；　and　to　save　his　life　drew　back　under　cover　of　his
men；　looking　round　him　on　every　side　lest　he　should　be　wounded。　But
Meriones　aimed　a　bronze…tipped　arrow　at　him　as　he　was　leaving　the
field；　and　hit　him　on　the　right　buttock；　the　arrow　pierced　the　bone
through　and　through；　and　penetrated　the　bladder；　so　he　sat　down
where　he　was　and　breathed　his　last　in　the　arms　of　his　comrades；
stretched　like　a　worm　upon　the　ground　and　watering　the　earth　with
the　blood　that　flowed　from　his　wound。　The　brave　Paphlagonians　tended
him　with　all　due　care；　they　raised　him　into　his　chariot；　and　bore
him　sadly　off　to　the　city　of　Troy；　his　father　went　also　with　him
weeping　bitterly；　but　there　was　no　ransom　that　could　bring　his　dead
son　to　life　again。
　　Paris　was　deeply　grieved　by　the　death　of　Harpalion；　who　was　his　host
when　he　went　among　the　Paphlagonians；　he　aimed　an　arrow；　therefore；　in
order　to　avenge　him。　Now　there　was　a　certain　man　named　Euchenor；　son
of　Polyidus　the　prophet；　a　brave　man　and　wealthy；　whose　home　was　in
Corinth。　This　Euchenor　had　set　sail　for　Troy　well　knowing　that　it
would　be　the　death　of　him；　for　his　good　old　father　Polyidus　had
often　told　him　that　he　must　either　stay　at　home　and　die　of　a
terrible　disease；　or　go　with　the　Achaeans　and　perish　at　the　hands　of
the　Trojans；　he　chose；　therefore；　to　avoid　incurring　the　heavy　fine
the　Achaeans　would　have　laid　upon　him；　and　at　the　same　time　to
escape　the　pain　and　suffering　of　disease。　Paris　now　smote　him　on　the
jaw　under　his　ear；　whereon　the　life　went　out　of　him　and　he　was
enshrouded　in　the　darkness　of　death。
　　Thus　then　did　they　fight　as　it　were　a　flaming　fire。　But　Hector　had
not　yet　heard；　and　did　not　know　that　the　Argives　were　making　havoc
of　his　men　on　the　left　wing　of　the　battle；　where　the　Achaeans　ere　long
would　have　triumphed　over　them；　so　vigorously　did　Neptune　cheer　them
on　and　help　them。　He　therefore　held　on　at　the　point　where　he　had　first
forced　his　way　through　the　gates　and　the　wall；　after　breaking
through　the　serried　ranks　of　Danaan　warriors。　It　was　here　that　the
ships　of　Ajax　and　Protesilaus　were　drawn　up　by　the　sea…shore；　here　the
wall　was　at　its　lowest；　and　the　fight　both　of　man　and　horse　raged　most
fiercely。　The　Boeotians　and　the　Ionians　with　their　long　tunics；　the
Locrians；　the　men　of　Phthia；　and　the　famous　force　of　the　Epeans
could　hardly　stay　Hector　as　he　rushed　on　towards　the　ships；　nor
could　they　drive　him　from　them；　for　he　was　as　a　wall　of　fire。　The
chosen　men　of　the　Athenians　were　in　the　van；　led　by　Menestheus　son
of　Peteos；　with　whom　were　also　Pheidas；　Stichius；　and　stalwart　Bias：
Meges　son　of　Phyleus；　Amphion；　and　Dracius　commanded　the　Epeans；　while
Medon　and　staunch　Podarces　led　the　men　of　Phthia。　Of　these；　Medon
was　bastard　son　to　Oileus　and　brother　of　Ajax；　but　he　lived　in　Phylace
away　from　his　own　country；　for　he　had　killed　the　brother　of　his
stepmother　Eriopis；　the　wife　of　Oileus；　the　other；　Pod