“O valiant sons of Troy, and ye allies Summoned from far! Be men, my friends; call back Your wonted valor, while I go to Troy To ask the aged men, our counsellors, And all our wives, to come before the gods And pray and offer vows of sacrifice.”

So the plumed Hector spake, and then withdrew, While the black fell that edged his bossy shield Struck on his neck and ankles as he went.

Now came into the midst between the hosts Glaucus, the offspring of Hippolochus, And met the son of Tydeus⁠—both intent On combat. But when now the twain were near, And ready to engage, brave Diomed Spake first, and thus addressed his enemy:⁠—