Then did Sarpedon seize, with powerful hands, The battlement; he wrenched it, and it came To earth, and laid the rampart’s summit bare, To make a passage for the assailing host. Ajax and Teucer saw, and both took aim Together at Sarpedon: Teucer’s shaft Struck in the midst the buckler’s glittering belt, Just at the bosom; but Jove warded off The death-stroke from his son, lest he should fall Beside the galleys. Ajax, springing, struck The buckler with his spear, and pierced its folds, And checked the eager warrior, who gave way A little, yet retreated not, but turned, Encouraging the godlike Lycians thus:⁠—