THE WOUNDING OF THE CHIEFS
When the next day dawned, King Agamemnon called the Greeks to battle.
And on the other side Hector set in order the men of Troy. As a
baleful star now shineth from the clouds, and now is hidden, so
Hector now shone among the foremost ranks, and now ordered the
rearward.
Then the men of Troy and the Greeks leapt upon each other. As
reapers reap in a rich man's field, making the barley and the wheat
fall in long swathes, so did the Trojans and the Greeks slay one
another. So long as the day was waxing, the battle was equal, and
the people fell alike on either side; but at noon, the Greeks brake
the Trojan line, and Agamemnon leapt first into the breach. As a
fire falleth on a wood, and sweepeth it away, so Agamemnon fell upon
the men of Troy, and swept them before him. Past the Tomb of Ilus,
and past the wild fig tree in the plain, they fled, and the King
followed hard upon them, shouting aloud. But when they came to the
Scæan gate they turned and stood, and the battle was renewed.
I'-lus.
Then spake Zeus to Iris, saying: "Get thee away, swift Iris, and bear
this word to Hector. So long as he shall see King Agamemnon laying
waste the ranks of men, so long let him hold back from the battle.
But when the King shall be wounded with spear or arrow, and shall
leap from his chariot, then let him advance, and I will give him
strength to slay till he shall come to the ships, and the sun shall
set."
So he came, and told these words to Hector. And when Hector heard
them, he leapt from his chariot, and went up and down the ranks of
Troy, strengthening them for the fight. And the two hosts stood, and
faced each other.
Then did King Agamemnon slay the two sons of Antenor. First he slew
Iphidamas, smiting him a deadly blow upon the neck. But Coön,
Antenor's first-born son, was grieved for his brother, and standing
sideways, so that the King saw him not, he stabbed him in the middle
of the arm, beneath the elbow, and the spear pierced it through. The
King started, yet ceased not from battle, and as Coön dragged his
brother by the foot out of the press, calling upon the chiefs to
help, then Agamemnon smote him with the spear, beneath the shield,
and drove him to the ground, and then smote off his head with the
sword. Thus did Agamemnon slay the two sons of Antenor.
I-phid'-a-mas. Co'-on.
For a time, while the wound was warm, the King fought as before; but
when it grew cold and stiff, great pain came upon him, and he leapt
into his chariot and bade the charioteer drive him to the ships, for
he could fight no more.
Now when Hector saw that Agamemnon, had departed from the battle, he
called aloud to the Trojans and the allies: "Come on, and play the
man. The leader of the Greeks is gone; and Zeus giveth the honour
unto me."
So he stirred the spirit within them. As a hunter setteth his dogs
on a wild boar or a lion in the field, so did Hector set the men of
Troy upon the Greeks, and he himself went among the foremost, and
plunged into the battle as a storm cometh down upon the sea. Many
valiant men did he slay, till Ulysses called to Diomed: "Son of
Tydeus, have we forgotten our courage? Come hither, and stand by me;
it were shame if Hector should take our ships."
Strong Diomed made answer, "I will, indeed, abide with thee; but it
will fare ill with us if Zeus give the mastery to the men of Troy
rather than to us."
So he spake, and slew a man, and Ulysses another; and afterwards they
slew two apiece, making head against the men of Troy, and the Greeks,
as they fled from Hector, gladly took breath and turned again.
Hector was quick to see what they did, and he came upon them with a
cry, and the companies of Troy followed after him. But when Diomed
saw him, he was afraid, and said to Ulysses, "See, mighty Hector
cometh against us; let us be firm and stand against him."
And even as he spake he cast his spear, nor missed his aim. On the
helmet he smote Hector; but the spear glanced from the bronze, nor
wounded the flesh; for the helmet which Apollo had given him saved
him. But he staggered under the blow, falling on his knee, and
darkness came over his eyes. And when Diomed came after his spear,
far through the foremost ranks, to where it had lighted on the
ground, then Hector, breathing again, leapt upon his car, and drove
into the midst of the host, avoiding death.
Then Diomed, as he rushed on, with his spear in his hand, cried
aloud: "Dog, thou hast escaped from death once more; but mischief
came near thee. Apollo hath saved thee, to whom doubtless thou didst
pray ere thou came into the press of war. But some time I will slay
thee, if only some god will help."
And he turned to slay the men of Troy. But Paris, who was in hiding
behind the pillar on the Tomb of Ilus, drew his bow, and smote him
with an arrow through the ankle of the right foot. Loud he boasted
of his aim. "Only," he said, "I would that I had pierced thee in the
loin; then hadst thou troubled the sons of Troy no more."
But Diomed answered: "Small good were thy bow to thee, cowardly
archer, if thou shouldst dare to meet me face to face. And as for
this graze on my foot, I care no more than if a woman or child had
smitten me. Not such the wounds I deal."
Then Ulysses stood before him, while he drew the arrow out of his
foot. Grievous was the smart of the wound, for all his brave words.
Therefore he leapt into his chariot, and bade drive in haste to the
ships; and Ulysses stood alone, and none of the Greeks stood by him,
for all were sore afraid. Then spake he to himself:--
"What shall I do? It were much evil to fly before these many foes,
and yet worse were I to be caught and slain, for truly Zeus hath sent
great fear upon the Greeks. But why talk I thus? 'Tis only the
coward that draweth back from the war; the brave man standeth whether
he smite or be smitten."
And as he spake, the Trojans came about him as men with dogs come
about a wild boar who stands at bay, gnashing his white teeth.
Fiercely Ulysses stood at bay, and slew five chiefs of fame. But one
of them, before he fell, wounded him on the side, scraping the flesh
from the ribs. High spurted the blood from the wound, and the
Trojans shouted to see it. Then Ulysses cried aloud for help; three
times he cried, and Menelaus heard him, and called to Ajax, saying:--
"O Ajax, I hear the voice of Ulysses; and he shouteth as if the men
of Troy had compassed him about, and he was left alone. Come,
therefore, let us help him, lest he come to harm, and the Greeks have
a heavy loss!"
Thus he spake, and led the way, and Ajax followed him; and when they
came to Ulysses, the Trojans had beset him, even as the jackals beset
a long-horned hart among the hills, which a hunter hath wounded with
an arrow from the bow. From the hunter he flieth, while the wound is
warm, but when he groweth weak the jackals tear him. Then cometh a
lion, and the jackals flee. So fled the Trojans when Ajax came and
stood beside Ulysses. Then Menelaus took Ulysses by the hand, and
led him from out the throng.
Then Ajax leapt upon the Trojans and slew many, scouring the plain,
and killing horse and man. But Paris, husband of Helen, stayed
Machaon from the fight, wounding him on the right shoulder with a
three-pointed arrow. Therefore spake Idomeneus to Nestor, "Quick,
Nestor, mount thy chariot and take Machaon with thee, and drive
quickly to the ships, for the life of a physician is as the lives of
many men!"
So Nestor mounted on his chariot, and Machaon stood beside him. He
touched the horses, and they flew right willingly to the ships.
Now Achilles was standing on the stern of his ship, looking at the
war, and he saw Nestor carrying Machaon in his chariot to the ships.
Then he called to Patroclus, and Patroclus, who was in the tent, came
forth. Then said Achilles:--
"Now will the Greeks soon come praying for help, for their need is
sore. But go and see who is this whom Nestor is taking to the ships.
His shoulders are the shoulders of Machaon, but I saw not his face,
so swift the horses passed me by."
Then Patroclus ran to the tent of Nestor, and stood in the door. But
when old Nestor saw him, he went and took him by the hand, and would
have had him sit down. But Patroclus would not, saying:--
"Stay me not. I came but to see who is this that thou hast brought
wounded from the battle. And now I see that it is Machaon.
Therefore I will return; for thou knowest what manner of man is
Achilles, that he is hasty and swift to blame."
Then said Nestor: "But what careth Achilles for the Greeks? or why
doth he ask who are wounded? Hear what I say. It may be that
Achilles will not go forth to the battle. But let him send thee
forth, and the Myrmidons with thee, and let him put his arms upon
thee, so that the sons of Troy be affrighted, thinking that he is in
the battle, and we shall have breathing space."
Then Patroclus returned to Achilles.