lings at Abydos, was most dear to him of all his guests.
Assimilating himself to him, far-darting Apollo spoke:

"Hector, what other of the Greeks will any more fear thee, since now
thou dreadest Menelaus, who indeed before was but an effeminate warrior,
but now departs done, bearing off the dead corse from the Trojans? He
has slain, in the front ranks, Podes, the son of Eetion, thy comrade,
faithful and brave."

Thus he spoke; but him a dark cloud of grief overshadowed, and he went
through the front ranks, armed in glittering brass. And then the son of
Saturn took his aegis, fringed and splendid, and covered Ida with clouds;
but having flashed his lightning, he thundered very loudly, and shook it
(the mountain); and (he) gave victory to the Trojans, but put the Greeks
to flight.

Peneleus, the Boeotian, first was leader of the flight; for he was
wounded slightly[565] on the tip of the shoulder with a spear, being
always turned frontwards; but the spear of Polydamas grazed even to the
bone, for he, coming close, had wounded him. Next Hector wounded Leitus,
son of magnanimous Alectryon, on the hand at the wrist, and caused him
to cease from battle. Then looking around him, he trembled, since he no
longer hoped in his mind [to be able] to fight with the Trojans, holding
his spear in his hand. But Idomeneus had struck, on the corslet, upon
the breast near the pap, Hector rushing after Leitus: the long spear,
however, was broken at the socket; and the Trojans shouted. But he
[Hector] discharged his javelin at Idomeneus, the son of Deucalion, as
he was standing in his car: him he missed by a little, but struck
Coeranus, the attendant and charioteer of Meriones, who had followed him
from well-situated Lyctus. For at first on foot, having left his
equally-plied ships, he came, and would have secured a decided victory
to the Trojans, had not Coeranus quickly driven on his swift-footed
steeds: to him then he (Coeranus) came as a help, and warded off the
merciless day; but he himself lost his life beneath man-slaughtering
Hector. Him he smote beneath the jaw-bone and ear, and the extremity of
the spear forced out his teeth and cut through the middle of his tongue.
He fell from his chariot, and the reins dropped to the ground; and
Meriones, stooping, lifted them from the plain in his own hands, and
addressed Idomeneus:

"Lash on, now, until thou reach the swift ships; for even thou thyself
perceivest that victory is no longer