“Why point’st thou to my partner of the war? Tydides had indeed a worthy share In all my toil and praise; but when thy might Our ships protected, didst thou singly fight? All join’d, and thou of many wert but one: I ask’d no friend, nor had, but him alone: Who had he not been well assured, that art And conduct were of war the better part, And more avail’d than strength, my valiant friend Had urged a better right than Ajax can pretend: As good at least Eurypylus may claim, And the more moderate Ajax of the name: The Cretan king, and his brave charioteer, And Menelaus bold with sword and spear: All these had been my rivals in the shield, And yet all these to my pretensions yield. Thy boisterous hands are then of use, when I With this directing head those hands apply. Brawn without brain is thine: my prudent care Foresees, provides, administers the war. Thy province is to fight; but when shall be The time to fight, the king consults with me: No dram of judgment with thy force is join’d: Thy body is of profit, and my mind.