He fell like some oak or silver poplar or tall pine to which woodmen have laid their axes upon the mountains to make timber for ship-building--even so did he lie stretched at full length in front of his chariot and horses, moaning and clutching at the blood-stained dust.

As when a lion springs with a bound upon a herd of cattle and fastens on a great black bull which dies bellowing in its clutches--even so did the leader of the Lycian warriors struggle in death as he fell by the hand of Patroclus.

He called on his trusty comrade and said, "Glaucus, my brother, hero among heroes, put forth all your strength, fight with might and main, now if ever quit yourself like a valiant soldier.

First go about among the Lycian captains and bid them fight for Sarpedon; then yourself also do battle to save my armour from being taken.

My name will haunt you henceforth and for ever if the Achaeans rob me of my armour now that I have fallen at their ships.