Of these Erichthonius had three thousand female horses that pastured along the marshland, rejoicing in their tender foals.
§20.223τάων καὶ Βορέης ἠράσσατο βοσκομενάων, §20.224ἵππῳ δʼ εἰσάμενος παρελέξατο κυανοχαίτῃ· §20.225αἳ δʼ ὑποκυσάμεναι ἔτεκον δυοκαίδεκα πώλους.
Of these Boreas fell in love as they pastured, and taking the likeness of a dark-maned horse, he lay beside them; and they conceived and bore twelve foals.
§20.226αἳ δʼ ὅτε μὲν σκιρτῷεν ἐπὶ ζείδωρον ἄρουραν, §20.227ἄκρον ἐπʼ ἀνθερίκων καρπὸν θέον οὐδὲ κατέκλων· §20.228ἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ σκιρτῷεν ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης, §20.229ἄκρον ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνος ἁλὸς πολιοῖο θέεσκον.
And these, when they leaped over the grain-giving earth, would run over the topmost ears of grain and not break them; but when they leaped over the wide back of the sea, they would run over the topmost surf of the grey water.
§20.230Τρῶα δʼ Ἐριχθόνιος τέκετο Τρώεσσιν ἄνακτα· §20.231Τρωὸς δʼ αὖ τρεῖς παῖδες ἀμύμονες ἐξεγένοντο §20.232Ἶλός τʼ Ἀσσάρακός τε καὶ ἀντίθεος Γανυμήδης, §20.233ὃς δὴ κάλλιστος γένετο θνητῶν ἀνθρώπων· §20.234τὸν καὶ ἀνηρείψαντο θεοὶ Διὶ οἰνοχοεύειν §20.235κάλλεος εἵνεκα οἷο ἵνʼ ἀθανάτοισι μετείη.
And Erichthonius begot Tros to be king of the Trojans; and from Tros in turn three noble sons were born, Ilus and Assaracus and godlike Ganymede, who was indeed the most beautiful of mortal men; him the gods caught up for his beauty, that he might dwell among the immortals and be pourer of wine for Zeus.
§20.236Ἶλος δʼ αὖ τέκεθʼ υἱὸν ἀμύμονα Λαομέδοντα· §20.237Λαομέδων δʼ ἄρα Τιθωνὸν τέκετο Πρίαμόν τε §20.238Λάμπόν τε Κλυτίον θʼ Ἱκετάονά τʼ ὄζον Ἄρηος· §20.239Ἀσσάρακος δὲ Κάπυν, ὃ δʼ ἄρʼ Ἀγχίσην τέκε παῖδα· §20.240αὐτὰρ ἔμʼ Ἀγχίσης, Πρίαμος δʼ ἔτεχʼ Ἕκτορα δῖον.
And Ilus in turn begot a noble son, Laomedon; and Laomedon begot Tithonus and Priam, Lampus and Clytius and Hicetaon, scion of Ares; and Assaracus begot Capys, and he begot his son Anchises; and Anchises begot me, and Priam begot noble Hector.
§20.241ταύτης τοι γενεῆς τε καὶ αἵματος εὔχομαι εἶναι.
Of this lineage and blood I boast myself to be.
§20.242Ζεὺς δʼ ἀρετὴν ἄνδρεσσιν ὀφέλλει τε μινύθει τε §20.243ὅππως κεν ἐθέλῃσιν· ὃ γὰρ κάρτιστος ἁπάντων.
But Zeus increases and diminishes prowess for men, even as he wills; for he is the most powerful of all.
But come, let us no longer talk of these things like children, standing in the midst of the battle of combat.
§20.246ἔστι γὰρ ἀμφοτέροισιν ὀνείδεα μυθήσασθαι §20.247πολλὰ μάλʼ, οὐδʼ ἂν νηῦς ἑκατόζυγος ἄχθος ἄροιτο.
For there are many reproaches for both of us to utter, so many that not even a ship of a hundred benches could carry the load.
§20.248στρεπτὴ δὲ γλῶσσʼ ἐστὶ βροτῶν, πολέες δʼ ἔνι μῦθοι §20.249παντοῖοι, ἐπέων δὲ πολὺς νομὸς ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα.
For the tongue of mortals is supple, and therein are many words of every kind, and the pasture of words is wide on this side and on that.
§20.250ὁπποῖόν κʼ εἴπῃσθα ἔπος, τοῖόν κʼ ἐπακούσαις.
Whatever word you speak, such you will also hear in return.
§20.251ἀλλὰ τί ἢ ἔριδας καὶ νείκεα νῶϊν ἀνάγκη §20.252νεικεῖν ἀλλήλοισιν ἐναντίον ὥς τε γυναῖκας, §20.253αἵ τε χολωσάμεναι ἔριδος πέρι θυμοβόροιο §20.254νεικεῦσʼ ἀλλήλῃσι μέσην ἐς ἄγυιαν ἰοῦσαι §20.255πόλλʼ ἐτεά τε καὶ οὐκί· χόλος δέ τε καὶ τὰ κελεύει.
But what need is there for the two of us to argue and wrangle with each other face to face, like women who, growing angry in a soul-devouring quarrel, go out into the middle of the street and abuse one another with many words, both true and false; for anger drives them to it.
§20.256ἀλκῆς δʼ οὔ μʼ ἐπέεσσιν ἀποτρέψεις μεμαῶτα §20.257πρὶν χαλκῷ μαχέσασθαι ἐναντίον· ἀλλʼ ἄγε θᾶσσον §20.258γευσόμεθʼ ἀλλήλων χαλκήρεσιν ἐγχείῃσιν. §20.259ἦ ῥα καὶ ἐν δεινῷ σάκει ἤλασεν ὄβριμον ἔγχος §20.260σμερδαλέῳ· μέγα δʼ ἀμφὶ σάκος μύκε δουρὸς ἀκωκῇ.
But you will not turn me from my prowess with words, eager as I am, before we fight with bronze face to face; but come, let us quickly test each other with our bronze-shod spears." He spoke, and drove his mighty spear against the terrible, dread shield; and the great shield rang loud under the spear-point.
§20.261Πηλεΐδης δὲ σάκος μὲν ἀπὸ ἕο χειρὶ παχείῃ §20.262ἔσχετο ταρβήσας· φάτο γὰρ δολιχόσκιον ἔγχος §20.263ῥέα διελεύσεσθαι μεγαλήτορος Αἰνείαο §20.264νήπιος, οὐδʼ ἐνόησε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμὸν §20.265ὡς οὐ ῥηΐδιʼ ἐστὶ θεῶν ἐρικυδέα δῶρα §20.266ἀνδράσι γε θνητοῖσι δαμήμεναι οὐδʼ ὑποείκειν.
And the son of Peleus held the shield away from him with his stout hand, fearing; for he thought that the long-shadowing spear of great-hearted Aeneas would easily pierce through it— fool that he was, nor did he think in his mind and heart that the glorious gifts of the gods are not easy for mortal men to break or to yield to.
Not even then did the mighty spear of wise-hearted Aeneas break the shield; for the gold, the gift of the god, held it back.
§20.269ἀλλὰ δύω μὲν ἔλασσε διὰ πτύχας, αἳ δʼ ἄρʼ ἔτι τρεῖς §20.270ἦσαν, ἐπεὶ πέντε πτύχας ἤλασε κυλλοποδίων, §20.271τὰς δύο χαλκείας, δύο δʼ ἔνδοθι κασσιτέροιο, §20.272τὴν δὲ μίαν χρυσῆν, τῇ ῥʼ ἔσχετο μείλινον ἔγχος.
Yet it drove through two layers, but there were still three; for the limping god had beaten out five layers, two of bronze, two within of tin, and one of gold, by which the ashen spear was stayed.
§20.273δεύτερος αὖτʼ Ἀχιλεὺς προΐει δολιχόσκιον ἔγχος, §20.274καὶ βάλεν Αἰνείαο κατʼ ἀσπίδα πάντοσʼ ἐΐσην §20.275ἄντυγʼ ὕπο πρώτην, ᾗ λεπτότατος θέε χαλκός, §20.276λεπτοτάτη δʼ ἐπέην ῥινὸς βοός· ἣ δὲ διὰ πρὸ §20.277Πηλιὰς ἤϊξεν μελίη, λάκε δʼ ἀσπὶς ὑπʼ αὐτῆς.
Then Achilles in turn let fly his long-shadowing spear, and struck the shield of Aeneas, well-balanced on every side, just under the outermost rim, where the bronze ran thinnest, and thinnest was the hide of ox upon it; and clean through rushed the Pelian ash, and the shield rang under it.
§20.278Αἰνείας δʼ ἐάλη καὶ ἀπὸ ἕθεν ἀσπίδʼ ἀνέσχε §20.279δείσας· ἐγχείη δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπὲρ νώτου ἐνὶ γαίῃ §20.280ἔστη ἱεμένη, διὰ δʼ ἀμφοτέρους ἕλε κύκλους §20.281ἀσπίδος ἀμφιβρότης·
And Aeneas shrank back and held the shield away from him, fearing; and the spear passed over his back and stood in the ground eagerly, having torn through both circles of the man-protecting shield.
ὃ δʼ ἀλευάμενος δόρυ μακρὸν §20.282ἔστη, κὰδ δʼ ἄχος οἱ χύτο μυρίον ὀφθαλμοῖσι, §20.283ταρβήσας ὅ οἱ ἄγχι πάγη βέλος.
And having avoided the long spear, he stood, and boundless grief was poured over his eyes, as he was struck with terror that the weapon had fixed itself so near him.
αὐτὰρ Ἀχιλλεὺς §20.284ἐμμεμαὼς ἐπόρουσεν ἐρυσσάμενος ξίφος ὀξὺ §20.285σμερδαλέα ἰάχων· ὃ δὲ χερμάδιον λάβε χειρὶ §20.286Αἰνείας, μέγα ἔργον, ὃ οὐ δύο γʼ ἄνδρε φέροιεν, §20.287οἷοι νῦν βροτοί εἰσʼ· ὃ δέ μιν ῥέα πάλλε καὶ οἶος.
But Achilles rushed eagerly upon him, drawing his sharp sword, crying a terrible cry; and Aeneas grasped in his hand a stone— a mighty deed, which not two men could carry, such as mortals are now; yet he easily wielded it even alone.
§20.288ἔνθά κεν Αἰνείας μὲν ἐπεσσύμενον βάλε πέτρῳ §20.289ἢ κόρυθʼ ἠὲ σάκος, τό οἱ ἤρκεσε λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον, §20.290τὸν δέ κε Πηλεΐδης σχεδὸν ἄορι θυμὸν ἀπηύρα, §20.291εἰ μὴ ἄρʼ ὀξὺ νόησε Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων· §20.292αὐτίκα δʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖς μετὰ μῦθον ἔειπεν·
There Aeneas would have struck him with the stone as he rushed on, either on the helmet or the shield, which warded off from him grim destruction, and the son of Peleus would have taken his life close at hand with his sword, if Poseidon, the earth-shaker, had not quickly noticed it; and straightway he spoke among the immortal gods: