Iliad 11: 163-180

From the Venetus A MS

Ἕκτορα δ' ἐκ βελέων ὕπαγε Ζεὺς. ἔκ τε κονίης.

ἔκ τ' ἀνδροκτασίης. ἔκ θ' αἵματος. ἔκ τε κυδοιμοῦ:

Ἀτρείδης δ' ἕπετο. σφεδανὸν Δαναοῖσι κελεύων:

οἱ δὲ παρ' Ἴ̈λου σῆμα παλαιοῦ Δαρδανίδαο

μέσσον καπ πεδίον. παρ' ἐρινεὸν ἐσσεύοντο

ἱ̈έμενοι πόλιος: ὁ δὲ κεκληγὼς ἕπετ' αἰεὶ

Ἀτρείδης: λύθρῳ δὲ παλάσσετο χεῖρας ἀάπτους:

ἂλλ' ὅτε δὴ: Σκαιάς τε πύλας καὶ φηγὸν ΐκοντο:

ἐνθ' ἄρα δὴ ἵ̈σταντο: καὶ ἀλλήλους ἀνέμιμνον.

οἱ δ' ἔτι καμ μέσσον πεδίον φοβέοντο βόες ὡς.

ἅς τε λέων ἐφόβησε μολὼν ἐν νυκτὸς ἀμολγῷ

πάσας. τῇ δέ τ' ἰ̈ῇ ἀναφαίνεται αἰπὺς ὄλεθρος:

τῆς δ' ἐξ αὐχέν' έαξε λαβὼν κρατεροῖσιν ὀδοῦσι

πρῶτον: ἔπειτα δέ θ' αἷμα καὶ ἔγκατα πάντα λαφύσσει:

ὡς τοὺς Ἀτρείδης ἔφεπε κρείων Ἀγαμέμνων.

αἰὲν ἀποκτείνων τὸν ὀπίστατον. οἱ δὲ φέβοντο:

πολλοὶ δὲ πρηνεῖς τε: καὶ ὕπτιοι ἔκπεσον ἵ̈ππων

Ἀτρείδεω ὑπο χερσὶ: περὶ πρὸ γὰρ ἔγχεϊ θυῖεν:

But Hector did Zeus draw forth from the missiles and the dust, from the man-slaying and the blood and the din; but the son of Atreus followed after, calling fiercely to the Danaans. And past the tomb of ancient Ilos, son of Dardanus, over the midst of the plain, past the wild fig-tree they sped, striving to win to the city, and ever did the son of Atreus follow shouting, and with gore were his invincible hands bespattered. But when they were come to the Scaean gates and the oak-tree, there then the two hosts halted and awaited each the other. Howbeit some were still being driven in rout over the midst of the plain like kine that a lion hath scattered, coming upon them in the dead of night; all hath he scattered, but to one appeareth sheer destruction; her neck he seizeth first in his strong teeth and breaketh it and thereafter devoureth the blood and all the inward parts: even in like manner did lord Agamemnon, son of Atreus, follow hard upon the Trojans, ever slaying the hindmost, and they were driven in rout. And many fell from their chariots upon their faces or upon their backs beneath the hands of Atreus' son, for around and before him he raged with his spear.

A. T. Murray (1924)