Beholding Ajax then, the aged king Asked yet again: “Who is that other chief Of the Achaians, tall, and large of limb⁠— Taller and broader-chested than the rest?”

Helen, the beautiful and richly-robed, Answered: “Thou seest the mighty Ajax there, The bulwark of the Greeks. On the other side, Among his Cretans, stands Idomeneus, Of godlike aspect, near to whom are grouped The leaders of the Cretans. Oftentimes The warlike Menelaus welcomed him Within our palace, when he came from Crete. I could point out and name the other chiefs Of the dark-eyed Achaians. Two alone, Princes among their people, are not seen⁠— Castor the fearless horseman, and the skilled In boxing, Pollux⁠—twins; one mother bore Both them and me. Came they not with the rest From pleasant Lacedaemon to the war? Or, having crossed the deep in their good ships, Shun they to fight among the valiant ones Of Greece, because of my reproach and shame?”