“Let him appear whose lot will be to take The goblet. No man of the Grecian host Will get the mule by overcoming me In combat with the cestus⁠—so I deem. In that I claim to be the best man here. And should it not suffice that in the war Others surpass me? All cannot excel In everything alike. I promise this, And shall fulfil my word⁠—that I will crush His body, and will break his bones. His friend Should all remain upon the ground to bear Their comrade off when beaten by my hand.”