And then Aeneas answered: “Do not think, Pelides, with such words to frighten me, As if I were a beardless boy. I too Might use reproach and taunt; but well we know Each other’s birth and lineage, through report Of men, although by sight I know not thine, Nor know’st thou mine. They say that thou art sprung From Peleus the renowned, and from the nymph Of ocean, fair-haired Thetis, while I boast My birth from brave Anchises, and can claim Venus as mother. Two of these today Must weep the death of a beloved son, For we are not to part, I think, nor end The combat after a few childish words; Yet let me speak, that thou mayst better know Our lineage, known already far and wide. Jove was the father, cloud-compelling Jove, Of Dardanus, by whom Dardania first Was peopled, ere our sacred Troy was built On the great plain⁠—a populous town; for men Dwelt still upon the roots of Ida fresh With many springs. To Dardanus was born King Erichthonius, richest in his day Of mortal men, and in his meadows grazed