He spake; they hearkened and obeyed. The kings Tydides, and Ulysses, and the son Of Atreus, Agamemnon, though their wounds Still galled them, marshalled and reviewed the ranks, And changed their arms; they made the braver wear The better armor, and the worse they gave To the less warlike. Now, when o’er their breasts The burnished mail was girded, they began Their march; the great earth-shaker, Neptune, led The onset, grasping in his sinewy hand A sword of fearful length and flashing blade, Like lightning. No man dared encounter it In combat; every arm was stayed by fear.