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<strong>Homer</strong>’s <strong>Iliad</strong><br />

the spear was stayed <strong>by</strong> the visored helm made with three plates of<br />

metal, which Phoebus Apollo had given him. Hector sprang back<br />

with a great bound under cover of the ranks; he fell on his knees<br />

and propped himself with his brawny hand leaning on the ground,<br />

for darkness had fallen on his eyes. The son of Tydeus having<br />

thrown his spear dashed in among the foremost fighters, to the<br />

place where he had seen it strike the ground; meanwhile Hector<br />

recovered himself and springing back into his chariot mingled with<br />

the crowd, <strong>by</strong> which means he saved his life. But Diomed made at<br />

him with his spear and said, “Dog, you have again got away<br />

though death was close on your heels. Phoebus Apollo, to whom I<br />

ween you pray ere you go into battle, has again saved you,<br />

nevertheless I will meet you and make and end of you hereafter, if<br />

there is any god who will stand <strong>by</strong> me too and be my helper. For<br />

the present I must pursue those I can lay hands on.”<br />

As he spoke he began stripping the spoils from the son of Paeon,<br />

but Alexandrus husband of lovely Helen aimed an arrow at him,<br />

leaning against a pillar of the monument which men had raised to<br />

Ilus son of Dardanus, a ruler in days of old. Diomed had taken the<br />

cuirass from off the breast of Agastrophus, his heavy helmet also,<br />

and the shield from off his shoulders, when Paris drew his bow<br />

and let fly an arrow that sped not from his hand in vain, but<br />

pierced the flat of Diomed’s right foot, going right through it and<br />

fixing itself in the ground. Thereon Paris with a hearty laugh<br />

sprang forward from his hiding-place, and taunted him saying,<br />

“You are wounded- my arrow has not been shot in vain; would that<br />

it had hit you in the belly and killed you, for thus the Trojans, who<br />

fear you as goats fear a lion, would have had a truce from evil.”<br />

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