“How strange is this! My eyes have seen today A mighty marvel. Here the spear I flung Is lying on the earth, and him at whom I cast it, in the hope to take his life, I see no longer. Well beloved, no doubt, Is this Aeneas by the immortal gods. Yet that, I thought, was but an empty boast Of his. Well, let him go; I cannot think That he who gladly fled from death will find The courage to encounter me again. And now will I exhort the Greeks to fight This battle bravely, while I go to prove The prowess of the other chiefs of Troy.”