§16.653ὄφρʼ ἠῢς θεράπων Πηληϊάδεω Ἀχιλῆος §16.654ἐξαῦτις Τρῶάς τε καὶ Ἕκτορα χαλκοκορυστὴν §16.655ὤσαιτο προτὶ ἄστυ, πολέων δʼ ἀπὸ θυμὸν ἕλοιτο.
(It seemed better to him) that the brave squire of Achilles, son of Peleus, should once again drive the Trojans and Hector, girt in bronze helm, back toward the city, and take away the life of many.
§16.656Ἕκτορι δὲ πρωτίστῳ ἀνάλκιδα θυμὸν ἐνῆκεν· §16.657ἐς δίφρον δʼ ἀναβὰς φύγαδʼ ἔτραπε, κέκλετο δʼ ἄλλους §16.658Τρῶας φευγέμεναι· γνῶ γὰρ Διὸς ἱρὰ τάλαντα.
And into Hector first of all he put a spiritless heart; mounting his chariot, he turned to flight and called to the other Trojans to flee; for he recognized the sacred scales of Zeus.
§16.659ἔνθʼ οὐδʼ ἴφθιμοι Λύκιοι μένον, ἀλλὰ φόβηθεν §16.660πάντες, ἐπεὶ βασιλῆα ἴδον βεβλαμμένον ἦτορ §16.661κείμενον ἐν νεκύων ἀγύρει· πολέες γὰρ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ §16.662κάππεσον, εὖτʼ ἔριδα κρατερὴν ἐτάνυσσε Κρονίων.
Then not even the mighty Lycians remained, but they were routed all of them, when they saw their king struck to the heart, lying in the gathering of the dead; for many had fallen upon him when the son of Cronos stretched tight the fierce combat.
§16.663οἳ δʼ ἄρʼ ἀπʼ ὤμοιιν Σαρπηδόνος ἔντεʼ ἕλοντο §16.664χάλκεα μαρμαίροντα, τὰ μὲν κοίλας ἐπὶ νῆας §16.665δῶκε φέρειν ἑτάροισι Μενοιτίου ἄλκιμος υἱός.
And they stripped the bronze armor from Sarpedon's shoulders, gleaming and bright, which the brave son of Menoetius gave to his companions to carry to the hollow ships.
§16.666καὶ τότʼ Ἀπόλλωνα προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς· §16.667εἰ δʼ ἄγε νῦν φίλε Φοῖβε, κελαινεφὲς αἷμα κάθηρον §16.668ἐλθὼν ἐκ βελέων Σαρπηδόνα, καί μιν ἔπειτα §16.669πολλὸν ἀπὸ πρὸ φέρων λοῦσον ποταμοῖο ῥοῇσι §16.670χρῖσόν τʼ ἀμβροσίῃ, περὶ δʼ ἄμβροτα εἵματα ἕσσον· §16.671πέμπε δέ μιν πομποῖσιν ἅμα κραιπνοῖσι φέρεσθαι §16.672ὕπνῳ καὶ θανάτῳ διδυμάοσιν, οἵ ῥά μιν ὦκα §16.673θήσουσʼ ἐν Λυκίης εὐρείης πίονι δήμῳ,
And then cloud-gathering Zeus spoke to Apollo: "Go now, dear Phoebus, and cleanse the dark blood from Sarpedon after taking him out of the range of darts, and then bear him far away and bathe him in the streams of the river, anoint him with ambrosia, and clothe him in immortal garments; and send him to be carried by swift escorts, Sleep and Death, who are twins, and who will quickly set him down in the rich land of wide Lycia.
§16.674ἔνθά ἑ ταρχύσουσι κασίγνητοί τε ἔται τε §16.675τύμβῳ τε στήλῃ τε· τὸ γὰρ γέρας ἐστὶ θανόντων. §16.676ὣς ἔφατʼ, οὐδʼ ἄρα πατρὸς ἀνηκούστησεν Ἀπόλλων.
There his brothers and his kinsmen will bury him with a mound and a pillar; for this is the privilege of the dead." So he spoke, nor did Apollo fail to hear his father.
§16.677βῆ δὲ κατʼ Ἰδαίων ὀρέων ἐς φύλοπιν αἰνήν, §16.678αὐτίκα δʼ ἐκ βελέων Σαρπηδόνα δῖον ἀείρας §16.679πολλὸν ἀπὸ πρὸ φέρων λοῦσεν ποταμοῖο ῥοῇσι §16.680χρῖσέν τʼ ἀμβροσίῃ, περὶ δʼ ἄμβροτα εἵματα ἕσσε· §16.681πέμπε δέ μιν πομποῖσιν ἅμα κραιπνοῖσι φέρεσθαι, §16.682ὕπνῳ καὶ θανάτῳ διδυμάοσιν, οἵ ῥά μιν ὦκα §16.683κάτθεσαν ἐν Λυκίης εὐρείης πίονι δήμῳ.
He went down from the hills of Ida into the dread battle-din, and straightway lifting noble Sarpedon out of the range of darts and bearing him far away, he bathed him in the streams of the river, anointed him with ambrosia, and clothed him in immortal garments; and sent him to be carried by swift escorts, Sleep and Death, who are twins, and who quickly set him down in the rich land of wide Lycia.
§16.684Πάτροκλος δʼ ἵπποισι καὶ Αὐτομέδοντι κελεύσας §16.685Τρῶας καὶ Λυκίους μετεκίαθε, καὶ μέγʼ ἀάσθη §16.686νήπιος· εἰ δὲ ἔπος Πηληϊάδαο φύλαξεν §16.687ἦ τʼ ἂν ὑπέκφυγε κῆρα κακὴν μέλανος θανάτοιο.
But Patroclus, commanding his horses and Automedon, pursued the Trojans and Lycians, and was greatly blinded in his mind, fool that he was; for if he had observed the word of the son of Peleus, he would indeed have escaped the evil doom of black death.
§16.688ἀλλʼ αἰεί τε Διὸς κρείσσων νόος ἠέ περ ἀνδρῶν· §16.689ὅς τε καὶ ἄλκιμον ἄνδρα φοβεῖ καὶ ἀφείλετο νίκην §16.690ῥηϊδίως, ὅτε δʼ αὐτὸς ἐποτρύνῃσι μάχεσθαι· §16.691ὅς οἱ καὶ τότε θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἀνῆκεν.
But the mind of Zeus is always stronger than that of men; he puts even a brave man to flight and deprives him of victory easily, even when he himself has urged him to fight; and he it was who then put that spirit in his breast.
§16.692ἔνθα τίνα πρῶτον τίνα δʼ ὕστατον ἐξενάριξας §16.693Πατρόκλεις, ὅτε δή σε θεοὶ θάνατον δὲ κάλεσσαν;
Then whom first and whom last did you slay, Patroclus, when the gods called you to your death?
§16.694Ἄδρηστον μὲν πρῶτα καὶ Αὐτόνοον καὶ Ἔχεκλον §16.695καὶ Πέριμον Μεγάδην καὶ Ἐπίστορα καὶ Μελάνιππον, §16.696αὐτὰρ ἔπειτʼ Ἔλασον καὶ Μούλιον ἠδὲ Πυλάρτην· §16.697τοὺς ἕλεν· οἳ δʼ ἄλλοι φύγαδε μνώοντο ἕκαστος.
Adrastus first, and Autonous, and Echeclus, and Perimus son of Megas, and Epistor, and Melanippus, and then Elasus, and Mulius, and Pylartes; these he slew; but the others, each of them, thought only of flight.
§16.698ἔνθά κεν ὑψίπυλον Τροίην ἕλον υἷες Ἀχαιῶν §16.699Πατρόκλου ὑπὸ χερσί, περὶ πρὸ γὰρ ἔγχεϊ θῦεν, §16.700εἰ μὴ Ἀπόλλων Φοῖβος ἐϋδμήτου ἐπὶ πύργου §16.701ἔστη τῷ ὀλοὰ φρονέων, Τρώεσσι δʼ ἀρήγων.
Then would the sons of the Achaeans have taken high-gated Troy under the hands of Patroclus, for he raged all around with his spear, had not Phoebus Apollo stood upon the well-built tower planning destruction for him, and helping the Trojans.
§16.702τρὶς μὲν ἐπʼ ἀγκῶνος βῆ τείχεος ὑψηλοῖο §16.703Πάτροκλος, τρὶς δʼ αὐτὸν ἀπεστυφέλιξεν Ἀπόλλων §16.704χείρεσσʼ ἀθανάτῃσι φαεινὴν ἀσπίδα νύσσων.
Three times upon the corner of the high wall did Patroclus mount, and three times Apollo pushed him back, smiting the shining shield with his immortal hands.
§16.705ἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τὸ τέταρτον ἐπέσσυτο δαίμονι ἶσος, §16.706δεινὰ δʼ ὁμοκλήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα· §16.707χάζεο διογενὲς Πατρόκλεες· οὔ νύ τοι αἶσα §16.708σῷ ὑπὸ δουρὶ πόλιν πέρθαι Τρώων ἀγερώχων, §16.709οὐδʼ ὑπʼ Ἀχιλλῆος, ὅς περ σέο πολλὸν ἀμείνων. §16.710ὣς φάτο, Πάτροκλος δʼ ἀνεχάζετο πολλὸν ὀπίσσω §16.711μῆνιν ἀλευάμενος ἑκατηβόλου Ἀπόλλωνος.
But when for the fourth time he rushed on like a god, then with a terrible cry he spoke winged words: "Give way, noble Patroclus; it is not your destiny that the city of the proud Trojans be sacked by your spear, nor even by Achilles, who is far better than you." So he spoke, and Patroclus shrank far back, avoiding the wrath of far-shooting Apollo.
§16.712Ἕκτωρ δʼ ἐν Σκαιῇσι πύλῃς ἔχε μώνυχας ἵππους· §16.713δίζε γὰρ ἠὲ μάχοιτο κατὰ κλόνον αὖτις ἐλάσσας, §16.714ἦ λαοὺς ἐς τεῖχος ὁμοκλήσειεν ἀλῆναι.
But Hector at the Scaean gates was holding his single-hooved horses; for he was doubting whether he should drive back into the tumult and fight, or call to the people to gather within the wall.
§16.715ταῦτʼ ἄρα οἱ φρονέοντι παρίστατο Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων §16.716ἀνέρι εἰσάμενος αἰζηῷ τε κρατερῷ τε §16.717Ἀσίῳ, ὃς μήτρως ἦν Ἕκτορος ἱπποδάμοιο §16.718αὐτοκασίγνητος Ἑκάβης, υἱὸς δὲ Δύμαντος, §16.719ὃς Φρυγίῃ ναίεσκε ῥοῇς ἔπι Σαγγαρίοιο· §16.720τῷ μιν ἐεισάμενος προσέφη Διὸς υἱὸς Ἀπόλλων· §16.721Ἕκτορ τίπτε μάχης ἀποπαύεαι;
While he was pondering these things, Phoebus Apollo stood by him, in the likeness of a man young and strong, Asius, who was the maternal uncle of horse-taming Hector, full brother to Hecabe, and son of Dymas, who dwelt in Phrygia by the streams of Sangarius; in his likeness the son of Zeus, Apollo, spoke to him: "Hector, why do you cease from battle?
οὐδέ τί σε χρή.
You should not do so.
§16.722αἴθʼ ὅσον ἥσσων εἰμί, τόσον σέο φέρτερος εἴην· §16.723τώ κε τάχα στυγερῶς πολέμου ἀπερωήσειας.
Would that I were as much stronger than you as I am weaker; then quickly would you shrink from the war to your hurt.
§16.724ἀλλʼ ἄγε Πατρόκλῳ ἔφεπε κρατερώνυχας ἵππους,
But come, drive your strong-hooved horses against Patroclus,"