ay from the battle, quickly indeed
would the Greeks ransom [to us] the beautiful armour of Sarpedon, and we
might bear himself also into Troy; for the attendant of that man is
slain, who is by far the bravest of the Greeks at the ships, and whose
servants are close-fighting warriors. But thou, forsooth, hast not dared
to stand against magnanimous Ajax, beholding his eyes in the battle of
the enemy, nor to fight against him; for he is more brave than thou."

[Footnote 551: Take [Greek: imen (ienai)] imperatively, or
understand [Greek: epipeisetai emoi oste auton ienai eis oikon,
ameinon an eie outos ara olethros, k. t. l.] See Kennedy.]

But him sternly regarding, crest-tossing Hector addressed: "O Glaucus,
why hast thou, being such as thou art, spoken haughtily? I' faith,
friend, I thought that thou didst excel in judgment the others, as many
as inhabit fertile Lycia; but now I altogether blame thy understanding,
since thou hast thus spoken, thou who sayest that I do not withstand
mighty Ajax. Neither have I dreaded the battle, nor the tumult of
steeds; but the counsel of aegis-bearing Jove is ever superior, who puts
even the valiant man to flight, and easily takes away the victory; but
at another time he himself impels him to fight. But come hither, my
friend, stand by me, and behold my conduct. Truly I shall always be a
coward, as thou sayest, or I will restrain even some of the Greeks,
although very eager, from keeping defence over dead Patroclus."

Thus saying, he cheered on the Trojans, loudly shouting, "Ye Trojans and
Lycians, and close-fighting Dardanians, be men, my friends, and be
mindful of impetuous valour, whilst I put on the armour of illustrious
Achilles, beautiful, of which I despoiled mighty Patroclus, having slain
him."

Thus having spoken, crest-tossing Hector departed from the glowing
battle, and, running very quickly, overtook his companions, not far off,
following with swift feet those who were bearing towards the city the
renowned arms of Achilles. Then standing apart from the mournful battle,
he changed his armour. His own indeed he gave to the warlike Trojans to
bear to sacred Ilium; but he put on the immortal arms of Achilles, the
son of Peleus, which the heavenly gods had bestowed on his dear father;
but he indeed, growing old, presented them to his son; but the son grew
not old in the armour of his father.

But when cloud-compelling Jove beheld him apart, accoutred in the
armour