The Trojans, on their side, in the mid-plain Drew up their squadrons on a hill, around The mighty Hector, and Polydamas The blameless, and Aeneas, who among The sons of Troy was honored like a god, And three sons of Antenor, who were named Agenor and the noble Polybus And the young Acamas of godlike bloom, There Hector in the van uplifted bore His broad round shield. As some portentous star Breaks from the clouds and shines, and then again Enters their shadow, Hector thus appeared Among the foremost, issuing his commands, Then sought the hindmost. All in brass, he shone Like lightnings of the Aegis-bearer, Jove.