clus, if
we can bear his naked corse at least to Achilles; for his armour
crest-tossing Hector possesses."

Thus he spoke, but he roused the courage of warlike Ajax, and he
advanced through the foremost warriors, and with him yellow-haired
Menelaus. Hector on his part, after he had despoiled him of his
beautiful armour, was dragging Patroclus, that he might sever the head
from the shoulders with the sharp brass, and, carrying off the body,
might give it to the Trojan dogs, when Ajax came near, bearing his
shield, like a tower. Then Hector, retiring back, retreated into the
throng of his companions, and sprung up into his chariot; but he gave
the handsome armour to the Trojans to carry to the city, to be a great
glory to him. But Ajax, with his broad shield covering around the son of
Menoetius, stood like a lion over her young; against which, when leading
her whelps, the huntsmen rush together in the wood; whilst he looks
dreadful in his might, and draws down all his eyebrows, concealing his
eyes: so strode Ajax round the hero Patroclus. On the other side stood
the son of Atreus, warlike Menelaus, augmenting the great grief in his
bosom.

But Glaucus, the son of Hippolochus, leader of the Lycian heroes,
looking sternly at Hector, upbraided him with harsh language: "Hector,
most excellent as to appearance, certainly thou art greatly deficient
in fighting; doubtless good fame possesses thee without reason, since
thou art a fugitive. Consider now, how alone with the people [who are]
born in Ilium, thou mayest preserve the state and city, for none of the
Lycians, at all events, will go to fight with the Greeks for thy city;
since indeed there is no gratitude for fighting ever incessantly with
hostile men. How indeed, inglorious one, hast thou preserved an inferior
man in the throng, and suffered Sarpedon, at once thy guest and
companion, to become a prey and booty to the Greeks; who, when alive,
was a great advantage to thy city and thyself; but now thou didst not
attempt to drive away the dogs from him. Wherefore if any of the Lycian
warriors will now obey me, go home,[551] and utter destruction will be
manifest to Troy. For if now that confident, intrepid strength, was in
the Trojans, which enters heroes who in the defence of their country
undertake toil, and conflict with hostile men, immediately might we draw
Patroclus into Ilium. But if he, lifeless, should come to the great city
of king Priam, and we had drawn him aw