1. And each one hurled with spears, aiming his throws,
Some striking the neck and some the thigh.

2. And brave Aphrodilus had his neck pierced by the blade -
He bit the dust as the onlookers shuddered.

3. And Cervidon also had his due, his bones ripped apart,
Were it not for his father, he would have met his end.

4. So his comrades dragged him from the battlefield
In their hastiness, with the spear still lodged in his body.

5. Preoccupied with pulling it out, they were in shock -
So he was carried off, weakened in his resolve.

6. Just so did the Greeks fling themselves over their corpse
To protect it, as Ulysses looked on.

7. Rage filled him and troubled thoughts raced through his mind -
Should he pursue Cervidon or attack his people instead?

8. But Cervidon was now beyond his hands, claimed by fate,
So he turned to where the masses were grouped.

9. And recklessly charged the gathered foe -
Undaunted by their hurtling spears.

10. There he encountered the nobles - Iolcus, Ereuthalion,
Alexandrus, Ifritenis - mighty warriors all.

11. The slaughter would have increased had Hector not rushed
To the vanguard, raising alarms of impending doom.

12. Seeing him approach, bristling for battle,
The passages were too narrow for their encounter.

13. And Cervidon's anguish was relieved -
His tears were the heralds of salvation.

14. He called out gently, "O Priam's son, do not let them
Vanquish me, for I feel the touch of death upon me.

15. I'll not see again my homeland's spacious plains,
My wife and child, and elders of high renown.

16. Let me die in Ilion, and keep my grave hidden there -
Death's callers move quickly when swords are drawn."

17. And at once Cervidon's comrades sped
To draw the spear embedded deep in his side.

18. Brave Phelagon came to his friend's aid
And pulled out the blade that all had overlooked.

19. Then darkness clouded his sight -
He felt his senses begin to leave him.

20. But a breeze blew, reviving Burius -
The danger passed as the shadows dispersed.

21. And Ares and Hector whirled among the Greeks,
Their spears dealing carnage and death.

22. Yet the Greeks held fast, shielding themselves,
Each focused on fending off the foe.

23. None retreated to their ships, nor advanced
To meet the enemy - they stood firm in defense.

24. Gradually they withdrew under their guarded wall,
Fearing the coming destruction.

25. And Ares and Hector grievously wounded many -
Who died first and who died last?

26. First was Sthenelaus, a chief of great stock,
Then Euteiches, Iamenus, and all were laid low.

27. But Eubius had not amassed great wealth -
A petty king on the shores of Cephis was he.

28. He had lived in comfort where riches abounded
And the sea of Baeotia flourished with wealth.

29. There circling cups of wine freely flowed -
And spears circled in battle around him.