§5.72τὸν μὲν Φυλεΐδης δουρὶ κλυτὸς ἐγγύθεν ἐλθὼν §5.73βεβλήκει κεφαλῆς κατὰ ἰνίον ὀξέϊ δουρί· §5.74ἀντικρὺ δʼ ἀνʼ ὀδόντας ὑπὸ γλῶσσαν τάμε χαλκός·
Then the son of Phyleus, renowned for the spear, coming close, struck him on the back of the head with his sharp spear; and straight through, along the teeth and under the tongue, the bronze cut.
§5.75ἤριπε δʼ ἐν κονίῃ, ψυχρὸν δʼ ἕλε χαλκὸν ὀδοῦσιν.
And he fell in the dust, and bit the cold bronze with his teeth.
§5.76Εὐρύπυλος δʼ Εὐαιμονίδης Ὑψήνορα δῖον §5.77υἱὸν ὑπερθύμου Δολοπίονος, ὅς ῥα Σκαμάνδρου §5.78ἀρητὴρ ἐτέτυκτο, θεὸς δʼ ὣς τίετο δήμῳ, §5.79τὸν μὲν ἄρʼ Εὐρύπυλος, Εὐαίμονος ἀγλαὸς υἱός, §5.80πρόσθεν ἕθεν φεύγοντα μεταδρομάδην ἔλασʼ ὦμον §5.81φασγάνῳ ἀΐξας, ἀπὸ δʼ ἔξεσε χεῖρα βαρεῖαν·
And Eurypylus, son of Evaemon, slew noble Hypsenor, son of high-hearted Dolopion, who of Scamander had been made priest, and was honored like a god by the people; him indeed did Eurypylus, the glorious son of Evaemon, as he fled before him, strike on the shoulder in full pursuit, springing upon him with his sword, and sheared off his heavy arm.
§5.82αἱματόεσσα δὲ χεὶρ πεδίῳ πέσε· τὸν δὲ κατʼ ὄσσε §5.83ἔλλαβε πορφύρεος θάνατος καὶ μοῖρα κραταιή.
And the bloody arm fell on the plain; and down over his eyes came purple death and mighty fate.
§5.84ὣς οἳ μὲν πονέοντο κατὰ κρατερὴν ὑσμίνην· §5.85Τυδεΐδην δʼ οὐκ ἂν γνοίης ποτέροισι μετείη §5.86ἠὲ μετὰ Τρώεσσιν ὁμιλέοι ἦ μετʼ Ἀχαιοῖς.
Thus they labored in the mighty conflict; but as for Tydeus' son, you would not have known to which side he belonged, whether he associated with the Trojans or with the Achaeans.
§5.87θῦνε γὰρ ἂμ πεδίον ποταμῷ πλήθοντι ἐοικὼς §5.88χειμάρρῳ, ὅς τʼ ὦκα ῥέων ἐκέδασσε γεφύρας· §5.89τὸν δʼ οὔτʼ ἄρ τε γέφυραι ἐεργμέναι ἰσχανόωσιν, §5.90οὔτʼ ἄρα ἕρκεα ἴσχει ἀλωάων ἐριθηλέων §5.91ἐλθόντʼ ἐξαπίνης ὅτʼ ἐπιβρίσῃ Διὸς ὄμβρος· §5.92πολλὰ δʼ ὑπʼ αὐτοῦ ἔργα κατήριπε κάλʼ αἰζηῶν· §5.93ὣς ὑπὸ Τυδεΐδῃ πυκιναὶ κλονέοντο φάλαγγες §5.94Τρώων, οὐδʼ ἄρα μιν μίμνον πολέες περ ἐόντες.
For he raged across the plain like a river swollen winter-flowing, which swiftly flowing sweeps away the dikes; and the dikes built to restrain it hold it not back, nor do the fences of the fertile orchards stay its coming, when it comes suddenly when the rain of Zeus beats heavily down; and many beautiful works of young men fall before it; even so by Tydeus' son were the dense phalanxes of the Trojans thrown into confusion, and many though they were, they did not abide him.
§5.95τὸν δʼ ὡς οὖν ἐνόησε Λυκάονος ἀγλαὸς υἱὸς §5.96θύνοντʼ ἂμ πεδίον πρὸ ἕθεν κλονέοντα φάλαγγας, §5.97αἶψʼ ἐπὶ Τυδεΐδῃ ἐτιταίνετο καμπύλα τόξα, §5.98καὶ βάλʼ ἐπαΐσσοντα τυχὼν κατὰ δεξιὸν ὦμον §5.99θώρηκος γύαλον· διὰ δʼ ἔπτατο πικρὸς ὀϊστός, §5.100ἀντικρὺ δὲ διέσχε, παλάσσετο δʼ αἵματι θώρηξ.
But when the glorious son of Lycaon saw him raging across the plain, throwing the phalanxes into confusion before him, straightway against Tydeus' son he drew his curved bow, and struck him as he rushed on, hitting him on the right shoulder, on the plate of his corselet; and through flew the bitter arrow, and held straight on its way, and the corselet was splattered with blood.
Over him then did the glorious son of Lycaon shout aloud: "Rise up, great-hearted Trojans, goaders of horses!
§5.103βέβληται γὰρ ἄριστος Ἀχαιῶν, οὐδέ ἕ φημι §5.104δήθʼ ἀνσχήσεσθαι κρατερὸν βέλος, εἰ ἐτεόν με §5.105ὦρσεν ἄναξ Διὸς υἱὸς ἀπορνύμενον Λυκίηθεν. §5.106ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος· τὸν δʼ οὐ βέλος ὠκὺ δάμασσεν, §5.107ἀλλʼ ἀναχωρήσας πρόσθʼ ἵπποιιν καὶ ὄχεσφιν §5.108ἔστη, καὶ Σθένελον προσέφη Καπανήϊον υἱόν· §5.109ὄρσο πέπον Καπανηϊάδη, καταβήσεο δίφρου, §5.110ὄφρά μοι ἐξ ὤμοιο ἐρύσσῃς πικρὸν ὀϊστόν. §5.111ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, Σθένελος δὲ καθʼ ἵππων ἆλτο χαμᾶζε, §5.112πὰρ δὲ στὰς βέλος ὠκὺ διαμπερὲς ἐξέρυσʼ ὤμου· §5.113αἷμα δʼ ἀνηκόντιζε διὰ στρεπτοῖο χιτῶνος.
For the best of the Achaeans is struck, and I declare that he will not long endure the mighty arrow, if in truth the king, the son of Zeus, urged me to set forth from Lycia." So he spoke boasting; but him the swift arrow did not lay low, but drawing back in front of his horses and chariot he stood, and spoke to Sthenelus, son of Capaneus: "Rouse you, gentle son of Capaneus, step down from the chariot, that you may draw from my shoulder the bitter arrow." So he spoke, and Sthenelus leapt from his chariot to the ground, and standing beside him drew the swift arrow clean out of his shoulder; and the blood spurted up through the woven tunic.
§5.114δὴ τότʼ ἔπειτʼ ἠρᾶτο βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Διομήδης· §5.115κλῦθί μευ αἰγιόχοιο Διὸς τέκος Ἀτρυτώνη, §5.116εἴ ποτέ μοι καὶ πατρὶ φίλα φρονέουσα παρέστης §5.117δηΐῳ ἐν πολέμῳ, νῦν αὖτʼ ἐμὲ φῖλαι Ἀθήνη· §5.118δὸς δέ τέ μʼ ἄνδρα ἑλεῖν καὶ ἐς ὁρμὴν ἔγχεος ἐλθεῖν §5.119ὅς μʼ ἔβαλε φθάμενος καὶ ἐπεύχεται, οὐδέ μέ φησι §5.120δηρὸν ἔτʼ ὄψεσθαι λαμπρὸν φάος ἠελίοιο. §5.121ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος· τοῦ δʼ ἔκλυε Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη, §5.122γυῖα δʼ ἔθηκεν ἐλαφρά, πόδας καὶ χεῖρας ὕπερθεν· §5.123ἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱσταμένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα· §5.124θαρσῶν νῦν Διόμηδες ἐπὶ Τρώεσσι μάχεσθαι· §5.125ἐν γάρ τοι στήθεσσι μένος πατρώϊον ἧκα §5.126ἄτρομον, οἷον ἔχεσκε σακέσπαλος ἱππότα Τυδεύς· §5.127ἀχλὺν δʼ αὖ τοι ἀπʼ ὀφθαλμῶν ἕλον ἣ πρὶν ἐπῆεν, §5.128ὄφρʼ εὖ γιγνώσκῃς ἠμὲν θεὸν ἠδὲ καὶ ἄνδρα.
Then indeed Diomedes, good at the war-cry, prayed: "Hear me, child of Zeus who bears the aegis, unwearied one, if ever with friendly mind you stood by my father in hostile war, now in turn show your love to me, Athena; and grant that I may slay this man and come within spear-thrust of him who struck me first and boasts, and declares that I shall not long look upon the bright light of the sun." So he spoke praying, and Pallas Athena heard him, and made his limbs light, his feet and his hands above; and standing near she spoke winged words to him: "Be of good courage now, Diomedes, to fight against the Trojans; for in your chest I have put your father's strength, fearless, such as shield-shaking horseman Tydeus used to have; and from your eyes I have taken the mist that was upon them before, so that you may well discern both god and man.
§5.129τὼ νῦν αἴ κε θεὸς πειρώμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἵκηται §5.130μή τι σύ γʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖς ἀντικρὺ μάχεσθαι §5.131τοῖς ἄλλοις· ἀτὰρ εἴ κε Διὸς θυγάτηρ Ἀφροδίτη §5.132ἔλθῃσʼ ἐς πόλεμον, τήν γʼ οὐτάμεν ὀξέϊ χαλκῷ. §5.133ἣ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἀπέβη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη, §5.134Τυδεΐδης δʼ ἐξαῦτις ἰὼν προμάχοισιν ἐμίχθη §5.135καὶ πρίν περ θυμῷ μεμαὼς Τρώεσσι μάχεσθαι· §5.136δὴ τότε μιν τρὶς τόσσον ἕλεν μένος ὥς τε λέοντα §5.137ὅν ῥά τε ποιμὴν ἀγρῷ ἐπʼ εἰροπόκοις ὀΐεσσι §5.138χραύσῃ μέν τʼ αὐλῆς ὑπεράλμενον οὐδὲ δαμάσσῃ· §5.139τοῦ μέν τε σθένος ὦρσεν, ἔπειτα δέ τʼ οὐ προσαμύνει,
Therefore now, if any god comes here to make trial of you, do you by no means fight face to face with the other immortal gods; but if Zeus' daughter Aphrodite enters the battle, her do you wound with the sharp bronze." Having thus spoken, flashing-eyed Athena went away, and the son of Tydeus returned and mingled again with the foremost fighters, and though before he was eager in heart to fight against the Trojans, then indeed did three times as much strength take hold of him, like a lion whom a shepherd in the field among his fleecy sheep has grazed as he leapt over the wall of the fold, but has not vanquished; his strength the shepherd has roused, but thereafter he does not defend them,