Vaunting, aflash in arms, Hector swept through the gates with his brother Paris keeping pace beside him. Both men bent on combat, on they fought like wind when a god sends down some welcome blast to sailors desperate for it, worked to death at the polished oars, beating the heavy seas, their arms slack with the labor—so welcome that brace of men appeared to the Trojans desperate for their captains.
Each one killed his man. Paris took Menesthius, one who had lived in Arne, a son of King Areithous lord of the war-club and his lady Phylomedusa with large lovely eyes. Hector slashed Eioneus’s throat with a sharp spear, ripped him under the helmet’s hammered bronze rim—his legs collapsed in death.
Quick in the jolting onset Lycia’s captain Glaucus son of Hippolochus skewered Dexius’s son Iphinois just as he leapt behind his fast mares—he stabbed his shoulder, hard, and down from his car Iphinous crashed to earth and his limbs went slack with death.
Rampaging Trojans!
Yes, but as soon as fiery-eyed Athena marked them killing Argive ranks in this all-out assault, down she rushed from the peaks of Mount Olympus straight for sacred Troy.
One of the foremost achievements in Western literature, Homer's Iliad tells the story of the darkest episode of the Trojan War. At its center is Achilles, the greatest warrior-champion of the Greeks, and his conflict with his leader Agamemnon. Interwoven in the tragic sequence of events are powerfully moving descriptions of the ebb and flow of battle, the besieged city of Ilium, the feud between the gods, and the fate of mortals.
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