er mindful of combat, for the arrows put them in confusion.

Then surely would the Trojans have retreated with loss from the ships
and tents to lofty Ilium, had not Polydamas, standing near, addressed
bold Hector:

"Hector, thou art impossible to be persuaded by advice.[446] Because
indeed a god hath given thee, above others, warlike deeds, for this
reason dost thou also desire to be more skilled than others in counsel?
But by no means canst thou thyself obtain all things at once.[447] To
one indeed hath the deity given warlike deeds; to another dancing; and
to another the harp and singing. To another again far-sounding Jove
implants a prudent mind in his bosom, of which many men reap the
advantage, as it (prudence) even preserves cities; and he himself (who
possesses it) especially knows (its value). Yet will I speak as appears
to me best; because the encircling host[448] of war burns round thee on
all sides, and the magnanimous Trojans, since they have crossed the
walls, some indeed stand apart with their arms, and others fight, the
fewer against the greater number, scattered amongst the ships. But
retiring back, summon hither all the chiefs. And then we can better
discuss the whole plan; whether we shall enter upon the many-benched
ships, if indeed the deity will give us victory; or depart uninjured
from the barks; because of a truth I fear lest the Greeks repay their
debt of yesterday, since a man, insatiate in war, still remains at the
ships, who I conceive will no longer abstain entirely from battle." Thus
spoke Polydamas, but the faultless advice pleased Hector; and
immediately he leaped with his armour from his chariot to the ground,
and, addressing him, spoke winged words:

[Footnote 445: [Greek: Temie] refers to [Greek: arotron] in v.
703, not to [Greek: zugon].]

[Footnote 446: Put for [Greek: amechanov esti peithin se].]

[Footnote 447: A favourite proverb. Cf. Duport, Gnom. p. 81.]

[Footnote 448: So "corona," in Latin.]

"Polydamas, do thou retain here all the bravest, whilst I will come back
again immediately after I have given proper orders to the [troops]." He
said, and shouting, he rushed on, like unto a snowy mountain, and flew
through the Trojans and the allies. But they all crowded round
valour-loving Polydamas, the son of Panthous, as soon as they heard the
voice of Hector. He, however, ranged through the foremost combatants,
seeking if he could anywhere find Deiphobus, the mi