HOMER: "ILIAD": BOOK XX: THE RETURN OF ACHILLES.

HOMER: "ILIAD": BOOK XX: THE RETURN OF ACHILLES. 

Introduction:

After the long preliminaries in Book XIX, Achilles and the Achaeans move into battle. But first there is a scene on Olympus, where Zeus calls an assembly and tells the gods to take sides in the human struggle below. Hera, Athene, Poseidon, Hermes and Hephaestus are on the side of the Achaeans; Ares, Apollo, Artemis, Leto, Aphrodite and Xanthus are supporting the Trojans. Apollo then spurs a reluctant Aeneas against Achilles, but the action is retarded by a long rambling speech by Aeneas, who is then rescued by Poseidon. The 'aristeia' (i.e. the prize-winning gallantry) of Achilles then begins in earnest and he kills fourteen Trojans in quick succession. Among these is Polydorus, the youngest and the favourite son of Priam, and in order to avenge his brother Hector attacks Achilles. His spear cast is blown back by Athene, and Apollo then snatches Hector away in a thick mist. The book ends with Achilles totally in the ascendant.  

Ll. 1-30. Zeus summons the gods and removes his objection to their taking part in the conflict. 

So, by the beaked ships around you, son of Peleus, insatiate of fighting (as you are), the Achaeans armed themselves for battle, and opposite (them) the Trojans did likewise on the rising plain. Meanwhile, from the peak of Olympus with its many valleys, Zeus bade Themis summon the gods to an assembly; and so, backwards and forwards she went in all directions, and commanded (them) to come to the house of Zeus. And so there was no river that did not come except Ocean, nor any of the nymphs that inhabit the fair groves and the springs of the rivers and the grassy meadows. And, coming to the house of cloud-gathering Zeus, they sat themselves down within the polished porticoes, which Hephaestus had built for his father Zeus with a knowing heart.

Thus had they assembled within (the house) of Zeus; nor did the Earthshaker (i.e. Poseidon) fail to pay heed to (the summons of) the goddess, but he came from the sea to join them, and he sat in their midst and inquired into Zeus' plan: "So why have you, the lord of bright lightning, called the gods to the place of assembly? Are you pondering something concerning the Trojans and the Achaeans? For now is their battle and conflict blazing most closely (to us)." 

Then Zeus the cloud-gatherer spoke to him in reply: "Earthshaker, you are aware of the plan in my mind; for the sake of these (warriors) I have called (you) together; they  are of concern to me even as they die, but now I shall stay (here) sitting in a fold of Olympus, and, when I look on, I shall gladden my heart; but the rest (of you) go to be with the Trojans and the Achaeans, and bring help to both (of them), as each of you is so minded. For if Achilles alone fights against the Trojans, they will not withstand the swift-footed son of Peleus, even for a very short time. Even previously they used to tremble when they saw him; and now, when he is terribly angry in his heart on account of his companion (i.e. Patroclus), I fear lest he should exceed his destiny and storm the wall.

Ll. 31-53. The gods join the battle on both sides. 

So spoke the son of Cronos, and he aroused unabating war. And the gods went their way to the battle, having their different intentions. Hera (went) to the assembly of ships, as did Pallas Athene and earth-gathering Poseidon, and Hermes the helper, who excelled in the subtlety of his mind; and Hephaestus went together with them, exulting in his might, lame (he was) but his thin legs moved swiftly beneath (him). But Ares of the flashing helmet (went) to the Trojans, and with him (went) Phoebus with his hair unshorn, and Artemis the archer, and Leto, and Xanthus and laughter-loving Aphrodite. 

Now as long as the gods were afar from mortal men, for so long did the Achaeans win great glory, on account of Achilles having reappeared, and he had long kept way from the grievous fighting. And dread trembling in every limb came over the Trojans, fearful when they beheld the swift-footed son of Peleus gleaming in his armour like Ares, the bane of men. But when the Olympians came into the midst of the throng of men, then uprose mighty Strife, the rouser of armies, and Athene cried aloud, when standing beside the trench dug outside the wall, and at another time she cried out loudly on the resounding seashore. And from the other side Ares, like a black storm-cloud, shouted out, urging on the Trojans in shrill tones from the topmost citadel, and at another time from the banks of the Simois, as he ran towards the (hill) Callicolone.  

Ll. 54-85. The gods oppose each other.

So did the blessed gods urge on both parties to clash together, and whipped up grievous strife among them; then did the father of men and of the gods thunder terribly from on high; and from beneath did Poseidon cause the boundless earth and the lofty peaks of the mountains to shake, and all the foothills and the peaks of many-fountained Ida were shaken, as were the city of the Trojans and the ships of the Achaeans. And down below Aïdoneus (i.e. Hades), the lord of the dead, was terrified, and in his fear he leapt from his throne and cried aloud, lest above him Poseidon the Earth-shaker should break up the earth and his abode should be revealed to mortals and immortals, (as) those fearful and dank (places) which the gods themselves abhor; so great (was) the din (that) arose when the gods clashed in strife. For, in truth, against lord Poseidon there stood Phoebus Apollo with his winged arrows, and the bright-eyed goddess Athene (stood) against Enyalius (i.e. Ares); and against Hera there stood the boisterous archer Artemis of the golden distaff, sister of the one who shoots from afar (i.e. Apollo); and against Leto (there stood) the strong helper Hermes, and against Hephaestus the great deep-eddying river, which gods call Xanthus and men Scamander. 

So gods went forth against gods; but Achilles was especially longing to plunge into the throng against Priam's son, Hector; for his spirit especially bid him to sate Ares, the fighter with the bull's-hide shield, with his blood. But Apollo, the rouser (of armies), set Aeneas straight against the son of Peleus, and into him he put great might; and he likened his voice to (that) of Lycaon, son of Priam; in his likeness Apollo, son of Zeus, spoke to him: "Aeneas, counsellor of the Trojans, where (now are) those threats of yours,  which you promised to the princes of Troy, as you drank your wine, to fight against Achilles, son of Peleus?" 

Ll. 86-109.  Apollo urges on the reluctant Aeneas.

Then, Aeneas spoke to him in reply: "Son of Priam, why do you bid me fight the high-spirited son of Peleus, though I do not wish (to do) this? For I shall not now stand against swift-footed Achilles for the first time, but on another occasion he put me to flight from Ida with his spear, when he came upon our cattle, and sacked Lyrnessus (i.e. a city in Dardania, Asia Minor) and Pedasus (i.e. a town in the Troad on the banks of the River Satniois); but Zeus rescued me, and aroused in me strength and nimble knees. I would have been slain for sure at the hands of Achilles and Athene, who set (on him) the light (of deliverance), and bade him slay the Leleges (i.e. aboriginal people of South-west Anatolia) and the Trojans. Therefore, may it not be (the case) that any man should fight face to face with Achilles; for ever by his side (is) one of the gods, who wards off destruction. But, apart from that, his spear flies straight, and does not stop until it has pierced a man's flesh. But if a god were to evenly stretch the issue of war, he would not vanquish me very easily, not even if he professes to be made of bronze."

Then, prince Apollo, son of Zeus, replied to him: "But come (now), warrior, pray you also to the eternal gods; for of you too (men) say that you (i.e. Aeneas) were born of Aphrodite, daughter of Zeus, but that he (i.e Achilles) is sprung from a lesser god (i.e. Thetis); for the (former) is a child of Zeus and the (latter) (is sprung) from the old man of the sea (i.e. Nereus). But bear your unyielding bronze straight (at him), and do not let him turn (you) back at all with pitiful words and threats." 

Ll. 110-143. Hera is determined to protect Achilles, and Poseidon wants the gods to avoid the fighting.   

So saying, he breathed great might into the shepherd of the host, and he (i.e. Aeneas) strode through the foremost fighters, furnished with a helmet of gleaming bronze. Nor did the son of Anchises escape the notice of white-armed Hera, as he went through the throng of men to face the son of Peleus; and, having brought the gods together, she spoke these words to (them): "Now consider within your minds, Poseidon and Athene, the two of you, how these things are (to happen). Aeneas has come here, helmeted in shining bronze, to face the son of Peleus, and Phoebus Apollo has sent (him) forth. But come (now), let us turn him back from here, or else let one of us then stand beside Achilles and give (him) great strength and suffer not the heart (in his breast) to fail, so that he may know that (those) that love him (are) the best of the immortals, and that (those) who have warded off war and battle from the Trojans hitherto (are) empty as the winds. We have all come down from Olympus to meet face to face in this battle, so that he shall not suffer today at the hands of the Trojans; but thereafter he shall suffer whatever fate spun for him with her thread  at his birth, when his mother bore him. But, if Achilles does not learn of this from a voice of the gods, then he will be afraid when some god comes against (him) in battle; for gods are hard (to face) when they appear in their bodily form.  

Then, Poseidon the Earth-shaker answered her: "Do not be angry beyond what is prudent; there is no need at all for you (to be so). I would not wish that we (i.e. the pro-Greek gods) should drive the other gods (i.e. the pro-Trojan gods) together in conflict, when we are certainly more powerful (than they are); but let us go from the path to a lookout spot and then sit down, and let war be the concern of men. But if Ares or Phoebus Apollo begin the fight, or hold back Achilles and do not let him fight, then the strife of battle will arise from us on the spot forthwith; and I think they will be parted very quickly (from the battle), and back they will go to Olympus to join the company of the other gods, overcome by the force of our hands."

Ll. 144-175. Aeneas and Achilles prepare to do battle.

So saying, the dark-haired god (i.e. Poseidon) led the way to the heaped up wall of godlike Heracles, the high (wall) that the Trojans and Pallas Athene once built, so that he might escape from the monster of the deep and avoid (it), whenever it pursued him from the seashore to the plain. There Poseidon and the other gods (i.e. the pro-Greek gods) sat down, and around their shoulders they covered themselves with a cloud (that could not be) broken; and those on the other side (i.e. the pro-Trojan gods) sat on the brows of Callicolone, and round about (them) went Phoebus and Ares, the sacker of cities.

And so, on both sides, they sat, contemplating their intentions; but both sides shrank from starting a grievous war, albeit Zeus, who sat on high, had bidden (them to do so). And the whole plain was filled with men and horses, and was aflame with bronze; and the earth shook beneath their feet as they rushed together. And by far the two best warriors came together in the midst of both sides, Aeneas, son of Anchises, and godlike Achilles. And Aeneas (was) the first to stride forward in a threatening manner, with his strong helmet nodding (above him); now, his impetuous shield he held in front of his breast, and he brandished a spear of bronze. And from the other side, the son of Peleus rushed against (him) like a ravening lion that the men of a whole village gather together eager to slay; at first he pays (them) no attention but goes on his way, but when one of the hunters, swift in battle, has smitten (him) with a spear cast, he opens his mouth and foam comes forth from around his teeth, and in his heart his valiant spirit groans, and with his tail he lashes both his ribs and his flanks on both sides, and he urges himself on to fight, and, with glaring (eyes), he rushes straight on in his fury, whether he slays one of the men, or he himself is slain in the foremost throng; so his fury and his lordly spirit spurred Achilles on to go forth to face great-hearted Aeneas. 

Ll. 176-198. Achilles and Aeneas exchange  words.

And when, as they advanced, they came close to one another, swift-footed godlike Achilles spoke first to his (adversary): "Why have you come so very far from your throng, Aeneas, to take your stand (against me)? Does your spirit bid you fight with me in the hope of ruling over the horse-taming Trojans in the domain of Priam? But even if you should slay me, Priam will not place the prize in your hands on that account; for he has sons, and he is strong-willed and not inclined to change his mind. Or perhaps the Trojans have marked out a piece of land, pre-eminent above all others, a fair orchard and ploughland, so that you may possess (it) if you should slay me? But I think that (you will find) that hard to do. Before now (there was), I think, a previous occasion when I put you to flight with my spear. Or do you not recall that, when you were (all) alone, I drove (you) rapidly away from your cattle down the slopes of Ida with swift steps? On that day you did not once look behind you as you fled. From there you fled to Lyrnessus; but I sacked it, with Athene and father Zeus following (me) closely, and I led away the women (as) prisoners, and took away their day of freedom; but Zeus and the other gods rescued you. But I do not think they will save you now, as in your heart you imagine; but I urge you to go back into the throng, and not to stand and face me, until some evil should befall (you); for even a fool knows (a thing) when it has happened."      

Ll. 199-241. Aeneas sets out his family lineage.

Then, Aeneas answered him and said: "Son of Peleus, do not think you will frighten me with words, as (if I were) a child, since I myself know full well (how) to deliver insults and taunts. We know each other's pedigree, and we know (each other's) parents, from hearing the stories that mortal men (have) long (told of them); but you have never set eyes on my parents, nor I (on) yours. They say that you are born of peerless Peleus, and from Thetis, your sea-born mother with beautiful locks; whereas I profess that I was born (as) the son of great-hearted Anchises, and that my mother is Aphrodite; now on this day one or other of these (pairs) will be mourning their dear son; for I do not think we shall thus part and leave the battle with these childish words.  

"But. (listen), if you wish to learn of this family of ours, well-known though (it is), and many men know of it: now in the first place, Zeus the cloud-gatherer begat Dardanus, and he founded Dardania, when sacred Ilium had not yet been built on the plain (as) a city of mortal men, but they (still) lived on the slopes of Ida with its many springs. Dardanus in turn begat a son, king Erichthonius, who became the richest of mortal men; his three thousand horses grazed in the marsh-meadows, mares (they were), exulting in their tender foals. The North Wind fell in love with them as they grazed, and lay beside them in the form of a dark-maned stallion; and they conceived, and gave birth to, twelve foals. And, when they bounded across the fertile corn-field, they ran over the top of the ears of corn, and did not break (them); and, when they bounded over the broad backs of the sea, they used to run on the top of the breakers of the grey sea. And Erichthonius begat Tros, king of the Trojans; and then again three peerless sons were born to Tros, (namely) Ilus, and Assaracus and godlike Ganymedes, who was the most beautiful of mortal men; now, the gods carried him off (to be) Zeus' cup-bearer on account of his beauty, so that he might live with the immortals. And then again Ilus begat a son, the peerless Laomedon; and then Laomedon begat Tithonus, and Priam, and Lampus, and Clytius and Hicetaon, the scion of Ares; and Assaracus begat sons, Capys and Anchises; now, Anchises is my father, and Priam fathered godlike Hector. So this I declare is my lineage and my blood.    

Ll. 242-272. Achilles and Aeneas meet in battle; Aeneas' spear is blocked by the golden layer in Achilles' shield.  

"Now, Zeus increases and diminishes the courage in men, just as he wishes; for he is the mightiest of all. But come let us say these childish (things) no longer, as the two of us are standing in the midst of a deadly struggle. For it is possible for us both to utter insults, but not even a hundred-benched sailing ship could bear the weight. For glib is the tongue of mortals, and therein the words (are) many and various, and the range of words is wide on this side and on that one. And whatever words you may say, such words you may hear. But what need is there for us to bandy quarrelsome (words) and insults against one another like women, who, having been provoked by a heart-eating squabble, have gone out into the middle of the street to shout abuse at each other in a torrent of words, true and false; for anger bids (them say the false ones) also. Eager (as I am) for battle, you will not deter me with words, until we have fought (it) out face to face with bronze; but come, let us forthwith give one another the taste of our bronze-tipped spears."   

So he (i.e. Aeneas) spoke, and he drove his mighty spear into (Achilles') dread and awesome shield; and loudly rang the shield around the spear point.And the son of Peleus, being seized with dread, held his shield away from his (body) with his stout hand; for he thought that the long-shafted spear of great-hearted Aeneas would easily pierce through (it), fool (that he was); for he did not know in his mind and heart that it was not easy for mortal men to overcome or to avoid the glorious gifts of the gods. Nor did the mighty spear of bold Aeneas then break through his shield; for the gold, the gift of the god, stopped (it); although it had driven through two layers, yet there were still three (more), since the lame god (i.e. Hephaestus) had welded five layers, two of bronze, two within of tin, and one of gold, by which the ashen spar was halted.

Ll. 273-308. Poseidon plans to rescue Aeneas. 

Then, in his turn, Achilles hurled his long-shafted spear and smote Aeneas' shield, rounded (as it was) on every side, on the edge of the rim, where the bronze ran thinnest and the ox-hide backing was thinnest; and the spear of Pelian ash (i.e. from ash trees on Mount Pelion) shot right through (it), and the shield rang beneath it. Aeneas crouched, and in his fear held his shield above him; and the spear flew over his back and stuck in the ground, but it had ripped open both layers of his covering shield; and, having avoided the long spear, he stood up, and an immeasurable pain flooded over his eyes in his horror that the missile had come so close to him. But Achilles drew his sharp sword and leapt eagerly upon (him), shouting fearfully; then Aeneas grasped a boulder in his hand, a great feat, as it was one that two men could not bear, such as mortal men now are; yet he wielded it easily on his own. Then, as he (i.e. Achilles) rushed upon him, Aeneas would have struck (him) with the stone on his helmet or his shield, which would have saved him from a mournful death, but the son of Peleus would have robbed him of his life at close range with his sword, if Poseidon the Earth-shaker had not quickly seen (what was happening). And forthwith he spoke these words among the immortal gods: "Alas, I feel sorrow for great-hearted Aeneas, who will soon go down to Hades, overcome by the son of Peleus, having been persuaded by the promptings of Apollo the far-shooter, fool (that he was), nor will he (i.e. Apollo) in any way ward off from him woeful death. But why now should he, an innocent (man), suffer woes in vain on account of others' troubles, while he always gives pleasing gifts to the gods who hold broad heaven? But come, let us rescue him from death, lest perhaps the son of Cronos should also be angry, if Achilles should slay him; for he is ordained to escape, so that the race of Dardanus should not perish without seed, and be seen no more, (of Dadanus) whom the son of Cronos loved above all the children born to him from mortal women. For by now has the son of Cronos come to hate the race of Priam; and now indeed shall the mighty Aeneas be king of the Trojans, and (so shall) the sons of his children, who shall be born in the time to come."    

Ll. 309-339. Having rescued Aeneas, Poseidon warns him not to fight with Achilles.

Then, ox-eyed queenly Hera replied to him: "Earth-shaker, you yourself must decide in your own mind about Aeneas, whether you will rescue him, or whether you will let (him) be overpowered by Achilles, son of Peleus, brave though he is. For, in truth, we two, Pallas Athene and I, have sworn many oaths in the midst of all the immortals that we shall never ward off the evil day from the Trojans, not even when the whole of Troy shall be ablaze, burned by consuming fire, and the warrior sons of the Achaeans are burning (it)."

Now, when Poseidon the Earth-shaker heard this, he went his way amid the battle and the throng of spears, and came (to the place) where Aeneas was, and the glorious Achilles. Then, forthwith, he shed a mist over the eyes of Achilles, son of Peleus, and he drew the ashen spear, well shod with bronze, from the shield of great-hearted Aeneas; and he laid it before the feet of Achilles, and he lifted Aeneas up off the ground and raised (him) aloft. And, as he (i.e. Aeneas) darted from the hand of the god, he sprang over many ranks of warriors and many chariots, and he came to the verge of the furious battle, where the Caucones (i.e. an Anatolian tribe, who were allies of the Trojans) were arming themselves for battle. Then, Poseidon the Earth-shaker came very close to his (side), and, in addressing him, he spoke these winged words: "Which one of the gods bids you to fight thus recklessly against the high-spirited son of Peleus, who is a better (man) than you and dearer to the immortals? But you must go back whenever you are thrown together with him, lest you should enter the house of Hades before your fated time. But, when Achilles has met his death and doom, then have the courage to fight among the foremost; for no one else among the Achaeans shall slay you."  

Ll. 340-372. Achilles and Hector urge on the warriors in their respective armies. 

So saying, he (i.e. Poseidon) left (him) there, when he had told (him) everything. Then, he quickly dispersed the wondrous mist from the eyes of Achilles; and then he (i.e. Achilles) stared hard with his eyes, and, sorely vexed, he spoke to his great-hearted spirit: "Oh, in truth, this is a great wonder I am seeing with my eyes; this spear of mine is lying on the ground, but I cannot see at all the man, at whom I cast (it) in my eagerness to kill (him). So it is clear that Aeneas was also beloved by the immortal gods; whereas I thought that he was boasting in so vain a manner. Let him go on his way; he will not have the heart to try me again, now that he is glad to have escaped from death. But come, let me bid the war-loving Danaans to go forth against the other Trojans to put (them) to the test."  

So he (i.e. Achilles) spoke, and he leapt back into the ranks and urged on every man: "Now, (you) godlike Achaeans, no longer do you stand far apart from the Trojans, but come, let man go forth against man and be eager to fight. Hard it is for me, mighty though I may be, to go against so many men and fight (them) all; not even Ares, immortal god though he is, nor even Athene, could face the jaws (i.e. make a frontal assault) of so great a battle and labour on; but as much as I can do with my hands and feet and with my strength, I do not think I shall be at all slack, not even a whit, but straight through the lines shall I go, and I do not think that any Trojan who comes near my spear shall be glad (of it)." 

So he spoke, urging (them) on; and glorious Hector called to the Trojans with a shout, and said that he would go forth against Achilles: "(You) high-spirited men of Troy, do not be afraid of the son of Peleus. With words I could even fight the immortals, but with a spear (it would be) hard, since they are surely mightier by far. Not even Achilles shall bring all the things that he says to fulfilment, but some he will fulfil, and others he will leave incomplete. But I will go forth against him, even if his hands are like fire, his hands are like fire (that is), and his strength (is like) molten iron."

Ll. 373-418. Achilles attacks the Trojans.

So he (i.e. Hector) spoke, urging (them) on, and the Trojans raised their spears as they faced (the foe); and they were joined together in their fury, and up went the battle-cry. Then, Phoebus Apollo drew near to Hector and said: "You are no longer to challenge Achilles in any circumstances, but you are to  await (him) in the throng and in the din of battle, lest he may strike you with a spear-cast or close at hand with his sword."

So he spoke, and Hector fell back again into the throng of warriors, seized with fear when he heard the voice of the god speaking. Then, Achilles, clothed in his heart with courage, leapt upon the Trojans, shouting fearfully, and in the first place he slew Iphition, the noble son of Otrynteus, (and) leader of many people, whom a water-nymph bore to Otrynteus, sacker of cities, beneath snowy Tmolus (i.e. a mountain in Maeonia with Sardis at its foot) and the rich land of Hyde (i.e. a Maeonian city lying in the valley of the river Hermus). And, as he rushed straight at him, godlike Achilles smote him with his spear in the middle of his head; and it was cloven wholly asunder, and he crashed heavily as he fell, and the godlike Achilles spoke (over him) in triumph: "(There) you lie, son of Otrynteus, most dreaded of all men; here (is the place of) your death, though you were born by the Gygaean lake (i.e. the Maeonian lake of the nymph Gyge, possibly the mother of Iphition), where is your family's land by Hyllus (i.e. a northern tributary of the River Hermus), teeming with fish, and the swirling waters of the Hermus."

So he (i.e. Achilles) spoke in triumph, and darkness covered the eyes of the other (i.e. Iphition). Now the chariots of the Achaeans tore him in pieces with their wheel-rims in the fore-front of the fray, and over him he struck Demoleon, a brave battle-warden (and) the son of Antenor, on the temple through his bronze-cheeked helmet. Nor did his bronze helmet check (it). but through it went the spear-point and smashed  the bone, and all of his brain was scattered inside (it); and he overpowered him, as he was pressing forward. And then, when Hippodamas (i.e. a son of Priam) had jumped down from his chariot and was fleeing before him, he stabbed (him) in the back with his spear; now he gasped out his life and he bellowed, just as a bull  that is dragged bellows when young men drag (him) around (the altar) of the lord of Helice (i.e. an ancient city on the Gulf of Corinth, that was a sanctuary of Poseidon); and the Earth-shaker delights in them; so he (i.e. Hippodamas) bellowed as his lordly spirit left his bones; but he (i.e. Achilles) went with his spear after godlike Polydorus, son of Priam. But his father did not allow him to fight at all, because he was born the youngest among his children, and by him he was the most beloved, and he surpassed with all with his feet, and now in his childish folly he proclaimed his fleetness of foot, and he was rushing through the foremost fighters, until he lost his life. Swift-footed godlike Achilles smote him with his spear in the middle of his back as he darted past, when the golden clasps of his belt were joined and his corselet was composed of a double layer; and the point of his spear went right through by his navel, and he dropped on his knees with a cry, and a dark cloud enveloped him, and he clutched his entrails to himself with his hands as he sank.

Ll. 419-454. Apollo rescues Hector.

But, when Hector saw his brother Polydorus clasping his entrails in his hand and sinking to earth, then a mist spread down over his eyes; so he could not bear to keep himself at a distance any longer, but went against Achilles, brandishing his sharp spear like a flame; but Achilles, when he saw (him), sprang up thus, and spoke these words in triumph: "Near (to me is) the man, who has especially touched my heart, for (he it was) who slew the companion (whom I) honoured; no longer will we shrink from one another between the lines of battle."  

So he spoke, and, looking (at him) with a scowl, he spoke to godlike Hector: "Come closer (now), so that you can meet your end (which is) death the sooner." 

But Hector of the flashing helmet addressed him without fear: "Son of Peleus, do not think you can frighten me with words as if I were a child, since I myself know clearly also (how) to issue insults and slighting words. And I know that you (are) valiant, and that I (am) much inferior to you. But, in truth, these (matters) lie on the knees of the gods, whether I, though weaker than you, can take the life from you with a cast of my spear, since my weapon too  has proved sharp in the past."  

So he spoke, and setting his spear in motion, he let (it) fly, but Athene with her breath turned it back from glorious Achilles, though breathing very faintly (as she did so); and back it came to godlike Hector and fell in front of his feet. But Achilles sprang at (him) eagerly, wanting to kill (him), and shouting fearfully. But Apollo snatched him away very easily, as he was a god, and wrapped (him) in thick mist. Three times then did swift-footed godlike Achilles charge in with his bronze spear, and three times did he smite the thick mist. But, when he rushed upon him for the fourth time like a god, then, shouting terribly, he uttered these winged words: "Now then (you) dog, you have escaped from death; but, verily, your bane came close; now once more has Phoebus Apollo saved you; you probably pray to him when you go towards the thud of spears. Surely now I shall finish you off the next time we meet, if perhaps some god may likewise be a helpmate to me. But now I shall attack the others, whomever I shall light upon."    

Ll. 455-489. Achilles kills one Trojan after another. 

So he (i.e. Achilles) spoke, and he struck Dryops full in the neck with his spear; and down he fell before his feet; but (there) he let him (lie), and he halted the approach of Demuchus, Philetor's brave and tall son, striking (him) upon the knee with his spear. Then, smiting him with his great sword, he took away his life. Then, he set upon Laogonus and Dardanus, the (two) sons of Bias, and he knocked both (of them) out of their chariot on to the ground, smiting one with his spear and striking the other with his sword at close quarters. Then Tros, the son of Alastor, - he came right up to his knees (to see) if perhaps he would spare (him) and take (him) captive and send (him) forth alive, and not slay him but take pity on someone of the same age, fool (that he was), nor did he know that he was not open to persuasion; for the man was not at all soft-hearted, nor was he of a kindly disposition, but (he was) quite determined to press on; now, he sought to clasp his knees in his hands, intent (as he was) in begging for mercy, but he stabbed (him) in the liver with his sword; and out slipped his liver, so the black blood (pouring) from it filled his lap; and darkness covered his eyes as he was deprived of his life; then he stood beside Mulius and stabbed (him) in the ear with his spear; then, he struck Echeclus, son of Agenor, full on the head with his hilted sword, and the whole blade grew warm with his blood; and dark death and mighty fate came over his eyes. And then he pierced Deucalion with his bronze spear-point through his arm at the point where the tendons come together at the elbow, and he awaited (him) with his arm hanging down, beholding his death before (him); then, he struck (him) on the neck with his sword and sent his head and its helmet (flying) into the distance; and the marrow spurted out from his spine, and he lay (there) stretched on the ground. Then he went after Rhigmus, the peerless son of Peiros, (he) who had come from fertile Thrace; he hit him in the middle with his spear, and the bronze was fixed in his belly, and he fell from his chariot; then, as his squire Areïthous (was) turning back the horses, he stabbed (him) in the back with his sharp spear, and knocked him from the chariot; and the horses bolted.  

Ll. 490-503. The ground is covered with the blood of the Trojans whom Achilles has killed. 

As a furious fire rages through the deep valleys of a parched mountainside, and the deep forest burns, and the wind, driving (it) on, whirls the flames about in all directions, so he (i.e. Achilles) rushed everywhere with his spear like some god, driving (men) on and killing (them); and the black earth ran with blood. And, as when a man yokes together male and broad-fronted oxen to tread white barley on a well-made threshing-floor, and (the grains) are swiftly husked beneath the feet of the loud-bellowing bulls, so beneath great-hearted Achilles his single-hooved horses trampled alike on corpses and shields; and all of the axle beneath and the rails around the chariot were bespattered with blood, which fell upon them in drops from the horses' hooves and from the rims of the wheels; but the son of Peleus went on to win glory, and he besmeared his invincible hands with gore.