When the princes are mixing my choicest wines in the mixing-bowls, they have each of them a fixed allowance, but your cup is kept always full like my own, that you may drink whenever you are minded.

Go, therefore, into battle, and show yourself the man you have been always proud to be." Idomeneus answered, "I will be a trusty comrade, as I promised you from the first I would be.

Urge on the other Achaeans, that we may join battle at once, for the Trojans have trampled upon their covenants.
Death and destruction shall be theirs, seeing they have been the first to break their oaths and to attack us." The son of Atreus went on, glad at heart, till he came upon the two Ajaxes arming themselves amid a host of foot-soldiers.

As when a goat-herd from some high post watches a storm drive over the deep before the west wind--black as pitch is the offing and a mighty whirlwind draws towards him, so that he is afraid and drives his flock into a cave--even thus did the ranks of stalwart youths move in a dark mass to battle under the Ajaxes, horrid with shield and spear.

Glad was King Agamemnon when he saw them.