"Sons of Priam," said he, "how long will you let your people be thus slaughtered by the Achaeans?
Would you wait till they are at the walls of Troy?
Aeneas the son of Anchises has fallen, he whom we held in as high honour as Hector himself.

Help me, then, to rescue our brave comrade from the stress of the fight." With these words he put heart and soul into them all.

Then Sarpedon rebuked Hector very sternly.

"Hector," said he, "where is your prowess now?
You used to say that though you had neither people nor allies you could hold the town alone with your brothers and brothers-in-law.

I see not one of them here; they cower as hounds before a lion; it is we, your allies, who bear the brunt of the battle.