sorrow accrue, but thus thou also wilt at some time
be slain. Consider how your Promachus sleeps, subdued by my spear, that
a requital for my brother might not be long unpaid. Therefore should a
man wish a brother to be left in his family, as an avenger of his
death."

[Footnote 482: See note on iv. 242.]

Thus he spoke; but grief arose among the Greeks as he boasted, and he
particularly agitated the mind of warlike Peneleus. Accordingly he
rushed upon Acamas, who awaited not the charge of king Peneleus; but he
wounded Ilioneus, son of Phorbas, rich in flocks, whom Mercury loved
most of all the Trojans, and had presented with possessions; and to whom
his mother bore Ilioneus alone. Him then he wounded below the brow, in
the socket of the eye, and he forced out the pupil: but the spear went
forward through the eye, and through the back of the head; and he sat
down, stretching out both his hands. But Peneleus, drawing his sharp
sword, smote him upon the middle of the neck, and lopped off his head
with its helmet to the ground, and the strong spear still remained in
his eye. But he (Peneleus), holding it up like a poppy, shouted to the
Trojans, and boasting spoke thus:

"Tell for me, ye Trojans, the beloved father and mother of illustrious
Ilioneus, that they may lament him in their halls; for neither shall the
wife of Promachus, the son of Alegenor, present herself with joy to her
dear husband coming [back], when we, sons of the Greeks, return from
Troy with our ships."

Thus he spoke; but pale fear seized upon them all, and each gazed about,
[seeking] where he might escape utter destruction.

Tell me now, ye muses, possessing Olympian dwellings, which of the
Greeks now first bore away gore-stained spoils of men, when the
illustrious Earth-shaker turned the [tide of] battle.

Telamonian Ajax then first wounded Hyrtius, son of Gyrtias, leader of
the undaunted Mysians; and Antilochus spoiled Phalces and Mermerus;
Meriones slew Morys and Hippotion; and Teucer slew Prothous and
Periphoetes. But the son of Atreus next wounded upon the flank Hyperenor,
the shepherd of the people, and the spear, cutting its way, drank his
entrails; and his soul, expelled, fled in haste through the inflicted
wound, and darkness veiled his eyes. But Ajax, the swift son of Oileus,
slew the most; because there was not one equal to him on foot, to follow
the flying men, when Jove had excited flight amongst them.