nnedy. Others make [Greek: belos] the
accusative, and take [Greek: aliose] transitively.]

"O gods! truly he is a very active man! how nimbly he dives! if indeed
he were anywhere in the fishy sea, this man, groping for oysters, might
have satisfied many, plunging from his ship, although it might be
stormy; so easily now in the plain does he dive from his chariot!
Without doubt there are divers among the Trojans."

So saying, he advanced against the hero Cebriones, having the force of a
lion, which, ravaging the folds, is wounded in the breast, and his own
courage destroys him; thus, O Patroclus, ardent, didst thou spring upon
Cebriones; whilst Hector, on the other side, leaped from his chariot to
the ground. These two, as lions, fought for Cebriones, when both being
hungry fight with utmost courage for a slaughtered stag in mountain
tops. So, for Cebriones, these two masters of the fight, Patroclus, son
of Menoetius, and illustrious Hector, wished to rend each other's body
with the pitiless brass. Hector indeed, after he seized him by the head,
did not let him go; but Patroclus, on the other side, held [him by the]
foot; and now the rest of the Trojans and Greeks engaged in the violent
conflict.

And as the East and South winds strive with each other, in the dells of
a mountain, to shake a deep wood, beech, ash, and rugged cornel, but
they strike their long-extended boughs against each other with an
immense sound, and a crash of them breaking [arises]; thus the Trojans
and Greeks, leaping upon each other, slaughtered, but neither were
mindful of pernicious flight. And many sharp spears were fixed round
Cebriones, and winged arrows bounding from the string; and many huge
stones smote the shields of those fighting round him; but he, mighty
over mighty space, lay in a whirlwind of dust, forgetful of his
equestrian skill.

As long indeed as the sun was ascending the middle heaven, so long did
the weapons reach both sides effectually, and the people kept falling.
But when the sun had passed over towards the west, then indeed the
Greeks were superior, contrary to fate. They drew the hero Cebriones
from the weapons, out of the tumult of Trojans, and took the armour from
his shoulders. But Patroclus, devising evils against the Trojans, rushed
on. Thrice then he charged, equal to swift Mars, shouting horridly, and
thrice he slew nine heroes. But when, like unto a god, he made the
attack for the fourth time, then indeed, O