Through tents and galleys to the very sea, Slaying as he went forward, when he now Met the firm phalanxes and pressed them close, Stopped suddenly; the sons of Greece withstood His onset and repulsed it, striking him With swords and two-edged spears, and made the chief Give way before the shock. He lifted up His voice and shouted to the Trojans thus:⁠—

“Trojans and Lycians and Dardanians skilled In fighting hand to hand, stand firm. Not long Will the Greeks bide my onset, though drawn up Square as a tower in close array. My spear, I trust, will scatter them, if true it be That Juno’s husband, Sovereign of the gods, And Lord of thunders, prompts my arm today.”