§5.140ἀλλὰ κατὰ σταθμοὺς δύεται, τὰ δʼ ἐρῆμα φοβεῖται· §5.141αἳ μέν τʼ ἀγχιστῖναι ἐπʼ ἀλλήλῃσι κέχυνται, §5.142αὐτὰρ ὃ ἐμμεμαὼς βαθέης ἐξάλλεται αὐλῆς· §5.143ὣς μεμαὼς Τρώεσσι μίγη κρατερὸς Διομήδης.
but slinks into the shelters, and the flock is left deserted and terrified; and they are heaped close one upon another, but he rages and leaps out of the deep fold; even so in his fury did mighty Diomedes mingle with the Trojans.
§5.144ἔνθʼ ἕλεν Ἀστύνοον καὶ Ὑπείρονα ποιμένα λαῶν, §5.145τὸν μὲν ὑπὲρ μαζοῖο βαλὼν χαλκήρεϊ δουρί, §5.146τὸν δʼ ἕτερον ξίφεϊ μεγάλῳ κληῗδα παρʼ ὦμον §5.147πλῆξʼ, ἀπὸ δʼ αὐχένος ὦμον ἐέργαθεν ἠδʼ ἀπὸ νώτου.
Then he slew Astynous and Hypeiron, shepherd of the people, striking the one above the nipple with his bronze-shod spear, and the other beside the shoulder on the collarbone with his great sword, and he sheared the shoulder away from the neck and from the back.
§5.148τοὺς μὲν ἔασʼ, ὃ δʼ Ἄβαντα μετῴχετο καὶ Πολύειδον §5.149υἱέας Εὐρυδάμαντος ὀνειροπόλοιο γέροντος· §5.150τοῖς οὐκ ἐρχομένοις ὃ γέρων ἐκρίνατʼ ὀνείρους, §5.151ἀλλά σφεας κρατερὸς Διομήδης ἐξενάριξε·
These he left, and went in pursuit of Abas and Polyidus, sons of Eurydamas, the old reader of dreams; yet the old man did not interpret dreams for them when they went, but mighty Diomedes despoiled them.
Then he went after Xanthus and Thoon, the two sons of Phaenops, both late-born; and he was worn with grievous old age, and begot no other son to leave over his possessions.
§5.154υἱὸν δʼ οὐ τέκετʼ ἄλλον ἐπὶ κτεάτεσσι λιπέσθαι. §5.155ἔνθʼ ὅ γε τοὺς ἐνάριζε, φίλον δʼ ἐξαίνυτο θυμὸν §5.156ἀμφοτέρω, πατέρι δὲ γόον καὶ κήδεα λυγρὰ §5.157λεῖπʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐ ζώοντε μάχης ἐκνοστήσαντε §5.158δέξατο· χηρωσταὶ δὲ διὰ κτῆσιν δατέοντο.
There he despoiled them, and took away the sweet life of both, and to their father he left mourning and grievous cares, since he did not welcome them returning alive from battle; and the next of kin divided his possessions.
Then he took two sons of Priam, son of Dardanus, being in one chariot, Echemmon and Chromius.
§5.161ὡς δὲ λέων ἐν βουσὶ θορὼν ἐξ αὐχένα ἄξῃ §5.162πόρτιος ἠὲ βοὸς ξύλοχον κάτα βοσκομενάων, §5.163ὣς τοὺς ἀμφοτέρους ἐξ ἵππων Τυδέος υἱὸς §5.164βῆσε κακῶς ἀέκοντας, ἔπειτα δὲ τεύχεʼ ἐσύλα· §5.165ἵππους δʼ οἷς ἑτάροισι δίδου μετὰ νῆας ἐλαύνειν.
And as a lion leaping among the cattle breaks the neck of a heifer or a cow as they graze in a thicket, even so did the son of Tydeus bring both of them from their chariot sadly against their will, and then he stripped off their armor; and the horses he gave to his comrades to drive to the ships.
§5.166τὸν δʼ ἴδεν Αἰνείας ἀλαπάζοντα στίχας ἀνδρῶν, §5.167βῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἄν τε μάχην καὶ ἀνὰ κλόνον ἐγχειάων §5.168Πάνδαρον ἀντίθεον διζήμενος εἴ που ἐφεύροι· §5.169εὗρε Λυκάονος υἱὸν ἀμύμονά τε κρατερόν τε, §5.170στῆ δὲ πρόσθʼ αὐτοῖο ἔπος τέ μιν ἀντίον ηὔδα· §5.171Πάνδαρε ποῦ τοι τόξον ἰδὲ πτερόεντες ὀϊστοὶ §5.172καὶ κλέος; ᾧ οὔ τίς τοι ἐρίζεται ἐνθάδε γʼ ἀνήρ, §5.173οὐδέ τις ἐν Λυκίῃ σέο γʼ εὔχεται εἶναι ἀμείνων.
And Aeneas saw him devastating the ranks of men, and went through the battle and through the clash of spears seeking godlike Pandarus, if anywhere he might find him; he found Lycaon's son, both blameless and strong, and stood before him, and spoke a word to him face to face: "Pandarus, where are your bow and your winged arrows, and your fame, in which no man here rivals you, nor does anyone in Lycia boast to be better than you?
§5.174ἀλλʼ ἄγε τῷδʼ ἔφες ἀνδρὶ βέλος Διὶ χεῖρας ἀνασχὼν §5.175ὅς τις ὅδε κρατέει καὶ δὴ κακὰ πολλὰ ἔοργε §5.176Τρῶας, ἐπεὶ πολλῶν τε καὶ ἐσθλῶν γούνατʼ ἔλυσεν· §5.177εἰ μή τις θεός ἐστι κοτεσσάμενος Τρώεσσιν §5.178ἱρῶν μηνίσας· χαλεπὴ δὲ θεοῦ ἔπι μῆνις. §5.179τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός· §5.180Αἰνεία Τρώων βουληφόρε χαλκοχιτώνων §5.181Τυδεΐδῃ μιν ἔγωγε δαΐφρονι πάντα ἐΐσκω, §5.182ἀσπίδι γιγνώσκων αὐλώπιδί τε τρυφαλείῃ, §5.183ἵππους τʼ εἰσορόων· σάφα δʼ οὐκ οἶδʼ εἰ θεός ἐστιν.
But come, hold up your hands to Zeus and shoot an arrow at this man, whoever he is that dominates here and has already done much harm to the Trojans, since he has loosed the knees of many and brave men; unless indeed he is some god angry with the Trojans, wroth because of sacrifices; and hard is the wrath of a god to bear." To him then spoke the glorious son of Lycaon: "Aeneas, counselor of the bronze-clad Trojans, to the wise son of Tydeus I liken him in all things, knowing him by his shield and his crested helmet, and looking upon his horses; but I do not know for sure if he is a god.
§5.184εἰ δʼ ὅ γʼ ἀνὴρ ὅν φημι δαΐφρων Τυδέος υἱὸς §5.185οὐχ ὅ γʼ ἄνευθε θεοῦ τάδε μαίνεται, ἀλλά τις ἄγχι §5.186ἕστηκʼ ἀθανάτων νεφέλῃ εἰλυμένος ὤμους, §5.187ὃς τούτου βέλος ὠκὺ κιχήμενον ἔτραπεν ἄλλῃ.
But if he is the man I say, the wise son of Tydeus, not without a god does he rage thus, but some immortal stands near him, his shoulders wrapped in a cloud, who turned aside from this man the swift arrow as it reached him.
§5.188ἤδη γάρ οἱ ἐφῆκα βέλος, καί μιν βάλον ὦμον §5.189δεξιὸν ἀντικρὺ διὰ θώρηκος γυάλοιο· §5.190καί μιν ἔγωγʼ ἐφάμην Ἀϊδωνῆϊ προϊάψειν, §5.191ἔμπης δʼ οὐκ ἐδάμασσα· θεός νύ τίς ἐστι κοτήεις.
For already I shot an arrow at him, and struck his right shoulder straight through the plate of his corselet; and I thought I would send him to Hades, yet I did not vanquish him; surely he is some angry god.
§5.192ἵπποι δʼ οὐ παρέασι καὶ ἅρματα τῶν κʼ ἐπιβαίην· §5.193ἀλλά που ἐν μεγάροισι Λυκάονος ἕνδεκα δίφροι §5.194καλοὶ πρωτοπαγεῖς νεοτευχέες· ἀμφὶ δὲ πέπλοι §5.195πέπτανται· παρὰ δέ σφιν ἑκάστῳ δίζυγες ἵπποι §5.196ἑστᾶσι κρῖ λευκὸν ἐρεπτόμενοι καὶ ὀλύρας.
And horses have I none at hand, nor chariot which I might mount; yet somewhere in Lycaon's halls are eleven chariots, beautiful, newly built, fresh from the joiner; and cloths are spread around them; and beside each of them stand two yoked horses champing white barley and spelt.
§5.197ἦ μέν μοι μάλα πολλὰ γέρων αἰχμητὰ Λυκάων §5.198ἐρχομένῳ ἐπέτελλε δόμοις ἔνι ποιητοῖσιν· §5.199ἵπποισίν μʼ ἐκέλευε καὶ ἅρμασιν ἐμβεβαῶτα §5.200ἀρχεύειν Τρώεσσι κατὰ κρατερὰς ὑσμίνας· §5.201ἀλλʼ ἐγὼ οὐ πιθόμην· ἦ τʼ ἂν πολὺ κέρδιον ἦεν· §5.202ἵππων φειδόμενος, μή μοι δευοίατο φορβῆς §5.203ἀνδρῶν εἰλομένων εἰωθότες ἔδμεναι ἄδην.
Indeed, very many things did the old spearman Lycaon charge me when I set out in his well-built house; he bade me mount my horses and chariot and lead the Trojans in the mighty conflicts; but I did not obey—indeed, it would have been much better— sparing my horses, lest they should lack fodder when the men were crowded together, accustomed as they were to eat their fill.
§5.204ὣς λίπον, αὐτὰρ πεζὸς ἐς Ἴλιον εἰλήλουθα §5.205τόξοισιν πίσυνος· τὰ δέ μʼ οὐκ ἄρʼ ἔμελλον ὀνήσειν.
So I left them, and have come on foot to Ilium, trusting in my bow; but this, it seems, was to avail me nothing.
§5.206ἤδη γὰρ δοιοῖσιν ἀριστήεσσιν ἐφῆκα §5.207Τυδεΐδῃ τε καὶ Ἀτρεΐδῃ, ἐκ δʼ ἀμφοτέροιιν §5.208ἀτρεκὲς αἷμʼ ἔσσευα βαλών, ἤγειρα δὲ μᾶλλον.
For already at two chieftains have I let fly, at the son of Tydeus and the son of Atreus, and from both of them I drew clear blood when I struck them, but I only aroused them the more."