He spake, and from his car with all his arms Sprang to the ground, while on the other side Patroclus, as he saw him come, leaped down And left his chariot. As on some tall rock Two vultures, with curved talons and hooked beaks, Fight screaming, so these two with furious cries Advanced against each other. When the son Of crafty Saturn saw them meet, his heart Was touched with pity, and he thus bespake His spouse and sister Juno: “Woe is me! Sarpedon, most beloved of men, is doomed To die, o’ercome by Menoetiades. And now I halt between two purposes⁠— Whether to bear him from this fatal fight, Alive and safe, to Lycia’s fertile fields, Or let him perish by his enemy’s hand.”