And they, when they beheld, and knew that Jove Had sent the bird, took courage, rallying, And rushed against the Trojans. Then no chief Of all the Greeks⁠—though many they⁠—could boast That he before Tydides urged his steeds To sudden speed and drave them o’er the trench, And mingled in the combat. First of all He struck down Agelaus, Phradmon’s son, Armed as he was, who turned his car to fly, And as he turned, Tydides with his spear Transfixed his back between the shoulder-blades, And drave the weapon through his breast. He fell To earth, his armor clashing with his fall. Then Agamemnon followed, and with him His brother Menelaus; after these The chieftains Ajax, fearful in their strength; Idomeneus, and he who bore his arms⁠— Meriones, like Mars in battle-field; as Eurypylus, Evaemon’s glorious son; And ninthly Teucer came, who bent his bow Beneath the shield of Ajax Telamon⁠— For Ajax moved his shield from side to side, And thence the archer looked abroad, and aimed His arrows thence. Whoever in the throng