upon　each　other　like　wolves；　man　and　man　crushing　one　upon　the　other。
  Forthwith　Ajax；　son　of　Telamon；　slew　the　fair　youth　Simoeisius；
  son　of　Anthemion；　whom　his　mother　bore　by　the　banks　of　the　Simois；
  as　she　was　coming　down　from　Mt。　Ida；　where　she　had　been　with　her
  parents　to　see　their　flocks。　Therefore　he　was　named　Simoeisius；　but　he
  did　not　live　to　pay　his　parents　for　his　rearing；　for　he　was　cut　off
  untimely　by　the　spear　of　mighty　Ajax；　who　struck　him　in　the　breast
  by　the　right　nipple　as　he　was　coming　on　among　the　foremost　fighters；
  the　spear　went　right　through　his　shoulder；　and　he　fell　as　a　poplar
  that　has　grown　straight　and　tall　in　a　meadow　by　some　mere；　and　its　top
  is　thick　with　branches。　Then　the　wheelwright　lays　his　axe　to　its　roots
  that　he　may　fashion　a　felloe　for　the　wheel　of　some　goodly　chariot；　and
  it　lies　seasoning　by　the　waterside。　In　such　wise　did　Ajax　fell　to
  earth　Simoeisius；　son　of　Anthemion。　Thereon　Antiphus　of　the　gleaming
  corslet；　son　of　Priam；　hurled　a　spear　at　Ajax　from　amid　the　crowd
  and　missed　him；　but　he　hit　Leucus；　the　brave　comrade　of　Ulysses；　in
  the　groin；　as　he　was　dragging　the　body　of　Simoeisius　over　to　the　other
  side；　so　he　fell　upon　the　body　and　loosed　his　hold　upon　it。　Ulysses
  was　furious　when　he　saw　Leucus　slain；　and　strode　in　full　armour
  through　the　front　ranks　till　he　was　quite　close；　then　he　glared
  round　about　him　and　took　aim；　and　the　Trojans　fell　back　as　he　did
  so。　His　dart　was　not　sped　in　vain；　for　it　struck　Democoon；　the　bastard
  son　of　Priam；　who　had　come　to　him　from　Abydos；　where　he　had　charge
  of　his　father's　mares。　Ulysses；　infuriated　by　the　death　of　his
  comrade；　hit　him　with　his　spear　on　one　temple；　and　the　bronze　point
  came　through　on　the　other　side　of　his　forehead。　Thereon　darkness
  veiled　his　eyes；　and　his　armour　rang　rattling　round　him　as　he　fell
  heavily　to　the　ground。　Hector；　and　they　that　were　in　front；　then
  gave　round　while　the　Argives　raised　a　shout　and　drew　off　the　dead；
  pressing　further　forward　as　they　did　so。　But　Apollo　looked　down　from
  Pergamus　and　called　aloud　to　the　Trojans；　for　he　was　displeased。
  〃Trojans；〃　he　cried；　〃rush　on　the　foe；　and　do　not　let　yourselves　be
  thus　beaten　by　the　Argives。　Their　skins　are　not　stone　nor　iron　that
  when　hit　them　you　do　them　no　harm。　Moreover；　Achilles；　the　son　of
  lovely　Thetis；　is　not　fighting；　but　is　nursing　his　anger　at　the
  ships。〃
  Thus　spoke　the　mighty　god；　crying　to　them　from　the　city；　while
  Jove's　redoubtable　daughter；　the　Trito…born；　went　about　among　the　host
  of　the　Achaeans；　and　urged　them　forward　whenever　she　beheld　them
  slackening。
  Then　fate　fell　upon　Diores；　son　of　Amarynceus；　for　he　was　struck
  by　a　jagged　stone　near　the　ancle　of　his　right　leg。　He　that　hurled　it
  was　Peirous；　son　of　Imbrasus；　captain　of　the　Thracians；　who　had　come
  from　Aenus；　the　bones　and　both　the　tendons　were　crushed　by　the
  pitiless　stone。　He　fell　to　the　ground　on　his　back；　and　in　his　death
  throes　stretched　out　his　hands　towards　his　comrades。　But　Peirous；
  who　had　wounded　him；　sprang　on　him　and　thrust　a　spear　into　his
  belly；　so　that　his　bowels　came　gushing　out　upon　the　ground；　and
  darkness　veiled　his　eyes。　As　he　was　leaving　the　body；　Thoas　of　Aetolia
  struck　him　in　the　chest　near　the　nipple；　and　the　point　fixed　itself　in
  his　lungs。　Thoas　came　close　up　to　him；　pulled　the　spear　out　of　his
  chest；　and　then　drawing　his　sword；　smote　him　in　the　middle　of　the
  belly　so　that　he　died；　but　he　did　not　strip　him　of　his　armour；　for　his
  Thracian　comrades；　men　who　wear　their　hair　in　a　tuft　at　the　top　of
  their　heads；　stood　round　the　body　and　kept　him　off　with　their　long
  spears　for　all　his　great　stature　and　valour；　so　he　was　driven　back。
  Thus　the　two　corpses　lay　stretched　on　earth　near　to　one　another；　the
  one　captain　of　the　Thracians　and　the　other　of　the　Epeans；　and　many
  another　fell　round　them。
  And　now　no　man　would　have　made　light　of　the　fighting　if　he　could
  have　gone　about　among　it　scatheless　and　unwounded；　with　Minerva
  leading　him　by　the　hand；　and　protecting　him　from　the　storm　of　spears
  and　arrows。　For　many　Trojans　and　Achaeans　on　that　day　lay　stretched
  side　by　side　face　downwards　upon　the　earth。
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  Then　Pallas　Minerva　put　valour　into　the　heart　of　Diomed；　son　of
  Tydeus；　that　he　might　excel　all　the　other　Argives；　and　cover　himself
  with　glory。　She　made　a　stream　of　fire　flare　from　his　shield　and　helmet
  like　the　star　that　shines　most　brilliantly　in　summer　after　its　bath　in
  the　waters　of　Oceanus…　even　such　a　fire　did　she　kindle　upon　his　head
  and　shoulders　as　she　bade　him　speed　into　the　thickest　hurly…burly　of
  the　fight。
  Now　there　was　a　certain　rich　and　honourable　man　among　the　Trojans；
  priest　of　Vulcan；　and　his　name　was　Dares。　He　had　two　sons；　Phegeus　and
  Idaeus；　both　of　them　skilled　in　all　the　arts　of　war。　These　two　came
  forward　from　the　main　body　of　Trojans；　and　set　upon　Diomed；　he　being
  on　foot；　while　they　fought　from　their　chariot。　When　they　were　close　up
  to　one　another；　Phegeus　took　aim　first；　but　his　spear　went　over
  Diomed's　left　shoulder　without　hitting　him。　Diomed　then　threw；　and　his
  spear　sped　not　in　vain；　for　it　hit　Phegeus　on　the　breast　near　the
  nipple；　and　he　fell　from　his　chariot。　Idaeus　did　not　dare　to
  bestride　his　brother's　body；　but　sprang　from　the　chariot　and　took　to
  flight；　or　he　would　have　shared　his　brother's　fate；　whereon　Vulcan
  saved　him　by　wrapping　him　in　a　cloud　of　darkness；　that　his　old
  father　might　not　be　utterly　overwhelmed　with　grief；　but　the　son　of
  Tydeus　drove　off　with　the　horses；　and　bade　his　followers　take　them
  to　the　ships。　The　Trojans　were　scared　when　they　saw　the　two　sons　of
  Dares；　one　of　them　in　fright　and　the　other　lying　dead　by　his
  chariot。　Minerva；　therefore；　took　Mars　by　the　hand　and　said；　〃Mars；
  Mars；　bane　of　men；　bloodstained　stormer　of　cities；　may　we　not　now
  leave　the　Trojans　and　Achaeans　to　fight　it　out；　and　see　to　which　of
  the　two　Jove　will　vouchsafe　the　victory？　Let　us　go　away；　and　thus
  avoid　his　anger。〃
  So　saying；　she　drew　Mars　out　of　the　battle；　and　set　him　down　upon
  the　steep　banks　of　the　Scamander。　Upon　this　the　Danaans　drove　the
  Trojans　back；　and　each　one　of　their　chieftains　killed　his　man。　First
  King　Agamemnon　flung　mighty　Odius；　captain　of　the　Halizoni；　from　his
  chariot。　The　spear　of　Agamemnon　caught　him　on　the　broad　of　his　back；
  just　as　he　was　turning　in　flight；　it　struck　him　between　the
  shoulders　and　went　right　through　his　chest；　and　his　armour　rang
  rattling　round　him　as　he　fell　heavily　to　the　ground。
  Then　Idomeneus　killed　Phaesus；　son　of　Borus　the　Meonian；　who　had
  come　from　Varne。　Mighty　Idomeneus　speared　him　on　the　right　shoulder　as
  he　was　mounting　his　chariot；　and　the　darkness　of　death　enshrouded
  him　as　he　fell　heavily　from　the　car。
  The　squires　of　Idomeneus　spoiled　him　of　his　armour；　while
  Menelaus；　son　of　Atreus；　killed　Scamandrius　the　son　of　Strophius；　a
  mighty　huntsman　and　keen　lover　of　the　chase。　Diana　herself　had
  taught　him　how　to　kill　every　kind　of　wild　creature　that　is　bred　in
  mountain　forests；　but　neither　she　nor　his　famed　skill　in　archery　could
  now　save　him；　for　the　spear　of　Menelaus　struck　him　in　the　back　as　he
  was　flying；　it　struck　him　between　the　shoulders　and　went　right　through
  his　chest；　so　that　he　fell　headlong　and　his　armour　rang　rattling　round
  him。
  Meriones　then　killed　Phereclus　the　son　of　Tecton；　who　was　the　son　of
  Hermon；　a　man　whose　hand　was　skilled　in　all　manner　of　cunning
  workmanship；　for　Pallas　Minerva　had　dearly　loved　him。　He　it　was　that
  made　the　ships　for　Alexandrus；　which　were　the　beginning　of　all
  mischief；　and　brought　evil　alike　both　on　the　Trojans　and　on　Alexandrus
  himself；　for　he　heeded　not　the　decrees　of　heaven。　Meriones　overtook
  him　as　he　was　flying；　and　struck　him　on　the　right　buttock。　The　point
  of　the　spear　went　through　the　bone　into　the　bladder；　and　death　came
  upon　him　as　he　cried　aloud　and　fell　forward　on　his　knees。
  Meges；　moreover；　slew　Pedaeus；　son　of　Antenor；　who；　though　he　was
  a　bastard；　had　been　brought　up　by　Theano　as　one　of　her　own　children；
  for　the　love　she　bore　her　husband。　The　son　of　Phyleus　got　close　up
  to　him　and　drove　a　spear　into　the　nape　of　his　neck：　it　went　under
  his　tongue　all　among　his　teeth；　so　he　bit　the　cold　bronze；　and　fell
  dead　in　the　dust。
  And　Eurypylus；　son　of　Euaemon；　killed　Hypsenor；　the　son　of　noble
  Dolopion；　who　had　been　made　priest　of　the　river　Scamander；　and　was
  honoured　among　the　people　as　though　he　were　a　god。　Eurypylus　gave
  him　chase　as　he　was　flying　before　him；　smote　him　with　his　sword　upon
  the　arm；　and　lopped　his　strong　hand　from　off　it。　The　bloody　hand
  fell　to　the　ground；　and　the　shades　of　death；　with　fate　that　no　man　can
  withstand；　came　over　his　eyes。
  Thus　furiously　did　the　battle　rage　between　them。　As　for　the　son　of
  Tydeus；　you　could　not　say　whether　he　was　more　among　the　Achaeans　or
  the　Trojans。　He　rushed　across　the　plain　like　a　winter　torrent　that　has
  burst　its　barrier　in　full　flood；　no　dykes；　no　walls　of　fruitful
  vineyards　can　embank　it　when　it　is　swollen　with　rain　from　heaven；
  but　in　a　moment　it　comes　tearing　onward；　and　lays　many　a　field　waste
  that　many　a　strong　man　hand　has　reclaimed…　even　so　were　the　dense
  phalanxes　of　the　Trojans　driven　in　rout　by　the　son　o