Pytamenes, a chief of fearless heart, Led from the region of the Eneti, Where first the stubborn race of mules was bred, The Paphlagonian warriors, they who held Cytorus, Sesamus, and fair abodes Built where Parthenius wanders on, and those Who dwelt in Cromna and Aegialus, And on the lofty Erythinian heights.
And Hodius and Epistrophus led on The Halezonians from the distant land Of Alyba, where ores of silver lie. And Chromis and the augur Ennomus Were leaders of the Mysians; but his skill Saved not the augur from the doom of death, Slain by the swift of foot, Aeacides, With other men of Troy where Xanthus flows. And Phorcys and Ascanius, who was like A god in beauty, led the Phrygian troops From far Ascania, eager for the fray. And Antiphus and Mesthles were the chiefs Of the Maeonian warriors, reared beside The ships of Tmolus. There Gygaea’s lake Brought forth both chieftains to Pylsemenes.
Nastes was leader of the Carian troops, Who spake in barbarous accents and possessed Miletus and the leafy mountain heights Where dwell the Phthirians, and Maeauder’s stream, And airy peaks of Mycalè. O’er these Amphimachus and Nastes held command— Amphimachus and Nastes, far renowned Sons of Nomion, him who, madly vain, Went to the battle pranked like a young girl In golden ornaments. They spared him not The bitter doom of death; he fell beneath The hand of swift Aeacides within The river’s channel. There the great in war, Achilles, spoiled Nomion of his gold.
Sarpedon and the noble Glaucus bore Rule o’er the Eycians coming from afar, Where eddying Xanthus runs through Lycia’s meads.