I did ill to take my bow down from its peg on the day I led my band of Trojans to Ilius in Hector's service, and if ever I get home again to set eyes on my native place, my wife, and the greatness of my house, may some one cut my head off then and there if I do not break the bow and set it on a hot fire--such pranks as it plays me." Aeneas answered, "Say no more.

Things will not mend till we two go against this man with chariot and horses and bring him to a trial of arms.

Mount my chariot, and note how cleverly the horses of Tros can speed hither and thither over the plain in pursuit or flight.

If Jove again vouchsafes glory to the son of Tydeus they will carry us safely back to the city.

Take hold, then, of the whip and reins while I stand upon the car to fight, or else do you wait this man's onset while I look after the horses." "Aeneas," replied the son of Lycaon, "take the reins and drive; if we have to fly before the son of Tydeus the horses will go better for their own driver.