Hector beheld, and, springing with loud shouts, Stood mid the wavering ranks. The phalanxes Of the brave Trojans followed him, for Mars And terrible Bellona led them on⁠— Bellona bringing Tumult in her train, And Mars with brandished lance⁠—a mighty weight⁠— Now stalking after Hector, now before.

Him when the valiant Diomed beheld, He trembled; and, as one who, journeying Along a way he knows not, having crossed A place of drear extent, before him sees A river rushing swiftly toward the deep, And all its tossing current white with foam, And stops and turns, and measures back his way, So then did Diomed withdraw, and spake:⁠—