ὡς ἂρ ἔφη, Σθένελος δὲ καθ' ἵππων ᾶλτο χαμᾶζε:
πὰρ δὲ στὰς. βέλος ὠκὺ. διαμπερὲς ἐξέρυσ' ὤμου:
αἷμα δ' ἀνηκόντιζε διὰ στρεπτοῖο χιτῶνος:
δὴ τότ' ἔπειτ' ἠρᾶτο βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Διομήδης:
κλῦθί μοι: αἰγιόχοιο Διὸς τέκος Ἀτρυτώνη:
εἴ ποτέ μοι καὶ πατρὶ φίλα φρονέουσα παρέστης
δηΐῳ ἐν πολέμῳ, νῦν αῦτ' ἐμὲ φῖλαι Ἀθήνη
δὸς, δέ τε μ' ἄνδρα ἑλεῖν. καὶ ἐς ὁρμὴν ἔγχεος ἐλθεῖν:
ὅς μ' ἔβαλε φθάμενος. καὶ ἐπεύχεται, οὐδέ μέ φησὶ
δηρὸν ἔτ' ὄψεσθαι λαμπρὸν φάος ἠελίοιο,
So spake he, and Sthenelus leapt from his chariot to the ground, and stood beside him, and drew forth the swift arrow clean through his shoulder; and the blood spurted up through the pliant tunic. And thereat Diomedes, good at the war-cry, made prayer: ["Hear me, child of Zeus that beareth the aegis, unwearied one! If ever with kindly thought thou stoodest by my father's side amid the fury of battle, even so do thou now be likewise kind to me, Athene. Grant that I may slay this man, and that he come within the cast of my spear, that hath smitten me or ever I was ware of him, and boasteth over me, and declareth that not for long shall I behold the bright light of the sun."
